The strangest thing was happening…
Edward looked afraid.
My Edward? Afraid? Never.
Surely not…
But he did seem that way. The way he grasped my arm more tightly than usual, the way he looked around anxiously. And worst of all, the way his mouth twisted as though in fear. It was a sad, hurtful flaw in his perfect face.
"What's wrong?" I asked for what seemed like the millionth time that night. He didn't hear me; his narrowed eyes were staring at the window, which showed nothing but the city view and the night sky.
"Edward?" I asked, touching his sleeve. He jumped back suddenly.
"Bella" He said sternly. "You mustn't scare me like that!"
"Sorry" I muttered, and went back to picking moodily at my barely touched pasta. It had been a quiet night between us. Edward looked deep in thought and anxious all night and I had been wondering why, so neither of us had much to say.
After 10 minutes of awkward silence, I put down my fork and glared at my date, who was still staring out of the window.
"Edward, that's enough."
His gaze snapped back to me. His usually calm golden eyes were full of worry. He looked confused.
"What is worrying you?" I pleaded, feeling tears come to my eyes. "Is it me?"
Edward looked surprised, and took my shaking hands in his marble-like ones.
"Bella…" He whispered to me. "It isn't you…trust me."
"Then what is it?" I asked, tears sliding down my face.
"It's nothing Bella…it's nothing." He smiled, a smile which made me go weak at the knees, and I was thankful I was sitting down.
Edward checked his watch and looked at my almost full plate. "Are you finished?" he asked me.
I pushed my plate away. "As full as I will ever be."
"Good." He pushed himself up and held his hand out to mine. I took it and stood up, letting him glide me out of the restraint after he paid.
The best thing about dining in a skyscraper in the city is the ride down. I loved the minutes in the elevator with Edward, having him hold me on the ride down, to breathe in his scent, to touch him, was amazing…
We reached the bottom floor and walked towards the car park, Edward looking around cautiously as we reached his car. When I reached for the door, he reached out and grabbed my hand, staring in the opposite direction. He growled.
"What is it?" I asked him, looking around.
He turned to me, his eyes staring into mine. "Get in the car Bella" he muttered.
"B-But what?" I had no time to stutter anything; he opened the car door and gently pushed me inside, slamming the door behind him. I heard the automatic, mechanical doors lock, trapping me inside. I felt myself beginning to hyperventilate. Where was Edward? I looked around the dark underground car park, straining to catch a glimpse of him. A few seconds of silence…only broken by my rapid breathing, before.
'THUMP. SCREEEECHHHHHH'
I screamed. Someone was on the roof of the car! I didn't know whether to open the door to escape or to stay inside. And what about Edward? Where was he?
It sounded like someone else was on the roof of the car; I could hear more bangs and thumps. I blocked my ears, screaming. I could hear more scratches, which sounded like fingernails across a chalkboard, along the roof of the car. The violent shakes as the car shook with the movement were making me feel sick.
As soon as it started, it stopped. There was silence, I didn't know whether to get out of the car or not. There had been a battle, but who had one?
I screamed as the car door opened, and Edward stepped in. He had a gash across his face and he was panting. He started the car and sped out of the car park before I had a chance to open my mouth…
So how was it? First fic for Twilight! Please tell me what you think, I'm a first time writer and I really want to improve my skills, so I would really appreciate some tips and advice. Constructive Criticism will help, please. Reviews make me smile (:
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