No, Edward! It's wrong! It's a bad idea! The little pixie screamed in his head.
"Why? Shouldn't I have a shot at happiness, Alice?" He shot at her, it was fortunate that everyone else has gone hunting far away.
"She's not like anyone, Edward! You can't read her thoughts. It'll be trouble!" She tried to fight, yet she had the periodic table in Japanese in her mind.
"You're blocking me out. What's with you?" He analyzed, squinting his eyes in disgust. Alice looked away.
He looked at her fiercely, and his eyes saw a glimpse of a fight between her and Jasper. It happened one time they were hunting alone, and the topic of their fight? Him. He instantly approached her, and hesitated whether to rub his sister's shoulder as a sign of comfort, but then again? What could they feel amongst each other but the same cold marble surface etched on their skin for eternity?
"Don't, Edward." She pleaded, and took a few steps back. "Never mind." She attempted to get to her room, change, and go get some stress-relieving shopping. Edward interceded her path, locking both hands on her shoulders, Alice, cringing with shock, just stepped down the step.
"You're not very good with snap decisions." He pointed out.
"Gee, thanks." She looked away again.
"What is it, what are you hiding, Alice?" His features glimmered and twinkled as the sun beamed across the glass covering the staircase from the external environment. He chuckled, then stepped forward, trying to approach her again.
"Don't make this any harder than it could possibly be, Edward."
"What's hard, I don't understand!" He reached for her elbow, she brushed him off.
"You're not Alice. Not my Alice, anyway." He was giving up, and made his way to the kitchen, where they started.
"No, Edward. It's just.." She reached for the cloth of his shirt, he spun around perfectly.
"What." He'd usually never have to fish for information.
"You wouldn't understand." She cringed, brushing her porcelain fingers over his forearm, "Rather, I don't think you'd want to." She let go and looked him in the eye.
"What do you think I couldn't possibly understand, Alice." He had the same squinted expression, and he began to approach her again, this time Alice did not move.
The silence was very disconcerting for a human, their bodies almost touching. He was so close, that if their hearts could beat, they'd feel it.
"This has to stop." She explained.
"I think I understand." He hadn't noticed his hands were on her elbows, the touch, a spark.
"And you deserve a shot at happiness, Edward." She continued. "Go for it." She'd choke at the last sentence, yet it was barely audible.
He gave her one last glance, a glance full of lust and desire, but before Alice could see it, he was gone. He'd gone after her, leaving Alice in the silence of the house. Leaving her to dwell with feelings she had hidden for so long, yet were these feelings unrecognized by the one she holds as a mate? They indeed had troubling fights, but it was all over now. Her feelings for Edward would dwindle down, as if they never existed, and he would find his mate. The time was very soon, and she just blew her chance.
It was a cold night, the wind was rushing, and leaves were blowing. The moon was full, and his honey blonde hair flew past as he ran very swiftly. Escaping everything, he never looked back. Not once. He was tired of everything. But he was sick too, sick that the one person in his life, could love another.