Preface
I fixed Edward with my eyes and let all the hate that I had felt for him for the past few months fill my gaze as I moved forward and wrapped my arms around Mike's neck, pulling him closer to me as my lips went to his neck.
Before I could do anything, I heard the vicious thunder of Edward's growl as he flashed across the room, knocking me and Mike to the floor. My head swam and all I could see was the broken glass of the sculpture beneath me and the blood which seeped across the floor.
Don't hate me. Yet. You'll see what happens next- it's not at all what you think- or is it? Review if you want to read more. I may or may not listen because I like my idea : ) Send any guesses if you want.