I feel sick, every day I seem to be feeling worse. It could just be because of the fact I almost died 3 months ago from being attacked by a ruthless vampire. Who goes buy the name of James… Well went by the name of James- before Edward brothers ripped him limb from limb, and set his body on fire. I couldn't help to think that this sickness is something more. Am I dying? The answer to that is yes, every day. I am slowly creeping closer to death, if only Edward would change me. I knew that was to much to ask for at the moment, as he is pretty much ignoring me. I wasn't really paying much attention to Mr Banner. I felt bad as he was probably my favourite teacher- if I had to pick one. Yet I didn't really find this unit of Bio very interesting.
"Bella, the bell the bell just went." Edward said, his face hard. Not hard as in the normal white marble hard that his skin reminded me of. Human hard like he was trying to make a had decision. He has been like this ever since Jasper lost control the other day and tried to attack me, at my own birthday celebration- which I didn't really want in the first place, yet Alice had insisted. Jasper thinking of me as a meal, dosen't really bother me. It probably should bother me, but it doesn't. What bothers me more, is thinking that I many never see Jasper, or Alice who have seem to have left Forks since that 'incident'. I hope Jasper knows I'm not mad at him. Because it was really my fault in the first place.
I finally snapped out of my thoughts when I was some how seated In Edwards silver, extremely clean and shiny Volvo. I only vaguely remembered walking to his car.
"Do you want to stay over at my place tonight Edward?" I said with false hope. I already know that he wouldn't want to stay over, but our relationship was balancing on the point of a knife. We are going to fall one way or another, and in the process I knew that someone was going to get hurt. That someone was most likely going to be me. I need Edward like I need air to Breathe.
"Not tonight, Carlisle and I are going hunting" Edward replied to me, trying to act normal but I could see the tension that he was gripping the steering wheel with.
"Where are you guys going to" I said pretending to be interested, really I just wanted his attention.
"The Goat rocks wilderness" Edward replied, yet he was still not paying attention to me.
"Why isn't Emmet going" I said curiously. Him and Rose are going on a holiday. They left yesterday.
"Ohhh." I said, this was slightly annoying. I hadn't told Emmet to have fun. I think of Emmet like a big brother. I think of Rosalie like Draco Malfoy out of Harry Potter. I wondered how long they would be gone.
"How long will they be gone for" I asked.
"I don't know Bella, why so many questions!" Edward snapped at me. I usually ask Edward questions because he usually knows the answer. He reads peoples answers out of their mind, I thought that he may have seen into Rosalie's or Emmet's minds before they left. Due to Edwards bad temper, and snappy attitude, I was wrong.
He turned the corner, and we were some how already on my street. Edward is a maniac driver. He speeds so fast. I hopped out of the car, I lent in for a kiss from Edward, he lent forward to me, he puckered his lips, but didn't put any effort in.