I feel the burn of his eyes at the back of my head,
He is staring at me, yet again.
I turn around to find his topaz eyes,
Looking straight at me, Bella, boring and plain.
I feel paralyzed, as I gaze into his face,
I just can't help but stare,
But all of a sudden his fists crunch,
And his stare turns into a glare.
He looks as if someone is torturing him,
He looks pained, annoyed?
What did I do? Was it I?
No it can't be, I'm just being paranoid.
Yet as the day progresses,
I can't help but feel,
That it was I that did it,
Make him look at me as if I were a meal.
I can't believe that I could make someone
Feel so much hate,
Just by being alive,
By coming here to this frosty, rainy state.
I wish I never came,
I wish I never left Renee,
I wish I hadn't come to Charlie,
Why couldn't I just stay?
I can't believe one look,
Could make me rethink my life,
I can't believe one person,
Could put me through so much strife.
I toss and turn,
All night long,
And then the next morning,
I head off to school staying strong.
I sit in the cafeteria,
Avoiding his eye,
But I really want to look,
I can not lie.
I feel the burning eyes at the back of my head,
I turn around and look above,
His stare, down at me, is not full of pain or hate,
But full of something else, is it love?
Sweat starts to drip,
From my face,
My body must be shaking,
I can't tell but I turn away, just in case.
I can here him approaching quickly,
My hands are becoming moist.
I turn around and he's standing there,
"Would you like to come sit with me" says his angelic voice.