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I hope this chapter is a bit more...animated than the last one.
"Bella. What are you thinking?" That was from a very sad looking Edward. A very pathetic looking Edward. I scooted away from that thought. And him. I had kept my distance the past few days, making sure that he never touched me, and I had to be exactly three feet away from him. I faintly remebered Jacob's derogatory slurrs; bloodsucker, leech. I smiled to myself, and turned to Edward, letting the smile fade from my face and keeping my eyes glued on the table.
"Jacob." I said, truthfully, and I saw Edward's jaw clench. That smirk returned, and I heard an snap. Hmm, so Edward was going to get a temper with me, and break chairs. Well, I knew in the back of my head that he couldn't do anything to me, there was just to many witnesses. Maybe that's why I called Jacob to come over, the first night of knowing, and shut my window. Edward wouldn't have dared to open it with Jacob there. I smiled again, and let my eyes follow Edward.
"I know your disgusted with me." He said, like he was in pain. "Bella, it just happened. She was too close. I wasn't thinking, I swear." My smile dropped. Was he trying to reason with me? Oh, that was not going to settle with me. I clenched my jaw shut.
"Edward, you killed someone. Someone who had a life, a home, family, friends, and everything. I don't care if it was an accident, or if it was on purpose. You took someone's life away."
His voice whipped out, smooth and low. "I've killed people before, Bella. Its not a big deal."
This was my que to scream at him. "NO BIG DEAL? ITS A VERY BIG DEAL! HOW COULD YOU SAY THIS? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I could only guess that the whole high school had turned around to look at me, but I didn't care. I got up, and walked right out of there.
Wait.
My truck wasn't here. It was in the driveway. At home. I didn't care if I got into trouble with Charlie, or anything. I really just needed to go home. I began to walk the two miles to the house.
Edward pulled his car up beside me, and offered me a ride home. I polielty declined, and began walking a little faster. "Bella, we need to sit down and talk." I looked over at him, and narrowed my eyes. "No."
He sped away, then, getting tired of me saying no. Honestly, I did not ever want to see him again. And, when I got to the house, I would make sure the windows and doors were all locked. Well, even then he would find his way in. He would always find his way in.
I didn't love him anymore. I couldn't love him. I couldn't love a man that had taken a innocent life.
That could have easly been me, walking in the woods. I could have been his victim, and I replayed events over in my life.
When James, that vile creature, was stalking me, Edward was up in my room. "I can't hurt him." I remebered myself saying.
"You just have to."