CPOV
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CPOV
I was standing quietly at the window watching the rain fall down softly outside. I was patiently waiting for Edward to return home from wherever he had gone. I knew he was struggling with the lifestyle I led, but I loved him none the less. He was my only friend, the only person I could be completely honest with in my sad existence. I hated what I was, what I'd become; I wasn't always a monster.
I heard the back door creep open quietly and click shut again. Edward was trying to be quiet, as if he thought I didn't notice how often he disappeared. I sighed, I was just glad he had returned; he hadn't left me by myself again. I turned to face him as he slowly walked through the doorway.
"Of course I returned." Edward answered my earlier thought. I wondered where he'd been.
"Does it matter where I've been?" he asked angrily
"No it doesn't matter and I'm not one to pry." I replied coolly.
He slumped down on the small wooden chair in front of me.
"Are you working today?"
For half a second I stared into his sad red-gold eyes. What had I done? Did I have any right to have stolen death from him and condemned him to this life?
"You offered me a choice of staying with you and I stayed, didn't I?"
I'd have to be a bit more careful; it was hard living with someone who could read your thoughts, whether you wished to share them or not. Edward opened his mouth, no doubt to retort to something I had thought when I cut him off,
"I am working today but it's not a very long shift." I answered his earlier question.
Edward watched me as I gathered some things to take to work with me. They were merely props: an apple and some keys to the house, I needed neither of them but someone might grow suspicious if I arrived for work with nothing. I tried my hardest to be normal, but it wasn't easy being what I was, a killer, a vampire. I shuddered at the thought. Before I'd registered Edward had even moved he was beside me, touching my arm lightly.
"It's hard, but at your at least giving some good back into the world, your helping. Better than me, I sit around wallowing in my own misery and can't help but cheat sometimes, I should try harder." his eyes hardened at whatever dark thought had just skimmed through his mind.
"Thank you." I replied simply as I headed out the door, grabbing an umbrella as I went, yet another prop.
I enjoyed the walk to work it wasn't too far for someone like me. I suppose it would be for a human, but no-one ever questioned me. People seemed to automatically leave Edward and I alone, not rudely but they seemed to guess that we were a bit odd.
EPOV
I paced endlessly beside the window Carlisle had just been standing beside, I was agitated. I was making Carlisle anxious. I had taken a human life again this afternoon. 'He had just robbed someone' I tried to find reason. I growled at myself. I knew it was still wrong of me though. I knew deep down Carlisle would have been slightly disappointed in me for disappearing again.
I sighed, frustrated at myself as I searched for a book or newspaper to occupy my mind. Sometimes I wished Carlisle had let me die that night in 1918, but on the other hand I was glad to be here for him. He was a good 'person', he tried so hard and helped so many. Maybe when I became better accustomed to the smell of blood I could volunteer at the hospital to help Carlisle out.
Suddenly I could hear someone's thoughts. Another vampire, lost and confused, stumbling around in the bushes nearby.
'I wonder where she could have got too? I'm lost in the middle of nowhere and I'm thirsty, the humans are so close and smell so good.'
I walked softly to the door to peer out. She didn't sound dangerous.
'Maybe it wouldn't hurt if I took just one'
I decided to head out and talk to the young female vampire. I stepped outside carefully and called
"I will not harm you, come out and talk."
I listened as she stopped moving about, trying to avoid me. Didn't matter to me anyway I could hear her thoughts betraying her position.
I set out into the rain, trying to act unthreateningly in my movements.
'Why didn't I smell the other earlier' I heard her question herself.
'What if he hurts me? What if there are others?'
I stepped out from behind a large tree, she cringed back in fear, her long soaking blonde hair falling down over her shoulders. What I found strange was her eyes, they were red-gold like mine, obviously she hadn't been sticking to the regular vampire diet either. Carlisle would be interested in this; he had never come across another who had chosen this diet. Well neither had I for that matter.
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