Chapter 2

I shook off the weird note from my mom, and I decided to take a long awaited shower. Mason went out to rent a movie some thing like "On the Verge of Dracula". Of course he would want a scary vampire movie. I get scare easy, meaning if I watched a scary movie, nightmares would affect my sleeping for weeks on end.

After my shower, there was a huge storm on the rise and Mason wasn't back yet, he said he would only be twenty minutes. Twenty minutes soon turned into an hour and an hour turned into an hour and a half. I got worried so I was going to call Mason, until he called me.

"Hello?" I asked speaking into the contraption.

"Lily, I ran into Kayleigh down at the store and she invited us out to her house for awhile. Did you want to come?"Mason asked; no wonder why it took him so long.

I thought about it for a few minutes and then replied. "No, Mace, I'll let you take this one. I'm just going to stay home and watch T.V."

"Are you sure? I can come pick you up?" Mace asked more than stated.

"It is okay. I'll be fine. Besides, I have some things to figure out." I said reassuringly, even though I had a feeling of someone watching me. It was very eerie. I heard a sigh on the other end and I whispered. "Behave, Mason."

"Yes, mom." We laughed and then he continued. "See you later, little sis'."

"Not a chance I am old-" but the phone clicked and Mason had exited the conversation we were having. Oh, how I was going to give him so much heck when he got home. Just then a slam came from the back door and I swore I seen a fiery red coloured head running from my view from my bedroom window. What was that? It was just a blur, but I always believed what I saw, and I did see a red blur run past my bedroom window. I was getting scared now. So, I decided to play my c.d. player and think about what happened about the events of today.

Something about listening too old compositions and composers calmed me and let me think clearly. I love the sound the piano makes, which is why I want to learn and make my own compositions for people to listen too and enjoy as much as I do. I enjoy making people feel happy and accomplished; it makes me feel thrilled that I had an affect on somebody's life. It was truly inspiring. Back when we lived in Seattle, I took piano lessons, volunteered at an animal shelter, and I worked at a homeless shelter, which is where I had received most of my spending money from.

A few minutes went by and I had an unbearable hunger on so I went downstairs and dug into the casserole.

There was something about my mom's food that always tasted better than anyone else's. I actually asked her about it one day but she just said she makes it like anyone else. I don't think so. With supper done and nothing else to do, I just sat at the table drinking my juice for about twenty minutes, until I heard a knock on the door. I jumped, I had been swamped in my thoughts from today and I spilt my juice all over the table and floor. "Crap."

I decided to ignore it and I went to answer the door. As I was walking down the door, I realized who was at the door and I smiled. I went to the door and I was so happy, I jumped and I pulled the door open.

"Hello, long time no see." Edward introduced with his smirk.

I smiled and blushed. "You're just in time. I have been so worried. I am home alone and weird things are going on."

"What are you talking about?" Edward asked looking confused. I stared at him for a couple of seconds pondering if I should tell him about the red blur or not. I decided I should since he told me about his old girlfriend. "Lily, are you okay? You look a little pale."

"Um, yes I am, I was just thinking." I paused and then I opened the door all the way. "Do you mind coming in? It's a long story."

Without hesitation Edward walked in, took off his jacket, put it on the coat rack and he took his shoes off. "Would you care telling me what happened?"

"Yes, we should sit though." I walked us into the living room and sat down. I looked up at him, and he seemed like he was in déjà vu. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"No thanks."

"Okay then, I will be in the kitchen I just have to pick up a glass of juice I spilt." I blushed and walked out of the room as quick as I could. I did not feel like telling him why. "Here's the remote, you can watch whatever. Even though it is only basic cable."

I tossed the remote at him, but I felt guilty right away because it was aiming for his head. But he must have really quick reflexes because he snagged it without a flinch. He took the remote flipped on the television and I could here some soap opera playing. Did he actually enjoy watching that as much as I did?

I walked into the kitchen and picked up the cup and I got a wash cloth and wiped it up and then rinsed off the cloth and through it in the hamper. I quickly walked into the living room and sat down beside Edward and he turned the television off.

"You don't have to turn that off you know." I stated and he looked down at me. I blushed and he smiled.

"It's okay it was one I have seen plenty of times before."

"What was it you were watching?" I asked with curiosity in my voice.

"Phantom of the Opera. " He said it with dignity in his voice. "It just started; do you like these kinds of shows?"

"Yes, defiantly, they define who I am." I love these kinds of shows, I hope he did too.

"Hmm, that is something I would not have thought." I looked at him confused and he continued. "I live for these shows. Romeo and Juliet is my favourite. I quite think of it as my own life."

"Why?"

"Well, as you know of my past girlfriend, I would have spared my own life, if I knew of the event that she was occurring in. I loved her so much; it was like she was the only person in my world. I loved her so much, I would have died for her, would have done anything to save her, and make her feel happy. That is why I think as myself as Romeo, and she as Juliet." He was now sitting, straight up, looking down at his hands and he looked very pained. I was crying and I could not control myself, I got up and I grabbed a Kleenex and blew my nose. His story was so heartbreaking. If only she knew of what she was about to do. "I am so sorry; I did not mean to make you cry. What can I do to make you feel better?"

I sniffled and then I blew my nose. "It's okay. It is not your fault. Do not blame yourself for this. I am just an emotional person."

He got up and he walked over to me and looked me in the eyes. Even though they were watery, I could still see his perfect complexion. "I am so grateful for the talk we are having, you are one of the only people I have told about my situation and I feel the upmost of relief. Thank you, Lillian."

"Anytime." I said, with a smile on my face. "Would you like to watch Romeo and Juliet? My mom said there is popcorn in the cupboard. I have that movie on DVD, but it is the original, which is my favourite."

"Sure. But wait, you still need to tell me about what was happening." He turned from happy to concerned and I finally got out of the phase I was in and I took a deep breath, practically a sigh and I went back into the living room and sat down, followed by Edward.

"Well, I was talking on the phone with Mason, and I had just hung up. I just got out of the shower, which will explain my wet hair, and I was just getting dressed. Then suddenly I heard a big slam coming from this door." I pointed to the door just around the corner leading to outside and then I continued. "Then I felt the need to look outside and a fiery red blur showed for a maximum of two seconds and then she vanished."

It took him about five minutes to answer. And he went from concerned to scared, his brow was furrowed and he scratched his head with his hand. "Did you get a chance to come downstairs and see what she was doing?"

"No, does it matter? She was quick."

"How do you know it was a she?"

"Just by the way she was running, and her body shape was more a woman figure then a man." Now that he was urging me to think about it, I could picture her clearly.

"What are you thinking, Lily? Can you remember exactly what she looks like?" He confronted with concern and I felt like a witness at a trial, I wanted to say more but something was telling me not too.

"Well, she was running super fast, her eyes were a deep, crimson red, and she was carrying a piece of clothing. It looks like a purple jacket- my purple jacket." I could feel the blood drain from my face, and my body was shaking. I felt colder then normal and my skin looked paler. For some reason, I felt scared, but for what? "Her eyes were full of remorse and revenge."

I couldn't take it any longer and I felt like I had to cry. I was starting too until Edward looked at me, nodding his head. "Don't worry, Lily, I will protect you, Mason, and your mom. I will do anything to help you guys stay out of harms way."

"Edward, how can you know who or where she is?" I asked looking at him confused.

"I'll find someway. But excuse me Bell- I mean Lily, and I will be on my way I need to go talk to somebody."

I was about to question him on why he called me Bell but he had already practically ran, put his coat and shoes on and left.

That is when I felt a presence behind me and immediately I fell into blackness, although I did see crimson red eyes and very pale skin. I was out of it, or I was just in a faint spell.