Chapter 3: Secrets
"I know, I'm sorry. I had no idea it was a half day at school!" Edward heard Payton cry. He was perched on the roof by her bedroom window, listening closely.
"Well next time you'd better double check! Are fucking trying to get me thrown in jail you little bitch?" he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice yell. Edward ground his teeth together to stop himself from growling.
"I promise, there won't be a next ti-" Payton's promise was cut off by a harsh slap aross the face, making her yelp and fall off her bed. She hit the floor with a loud 'thud!'
Edward dug his fingers in the wood beneath him, resisting the urge to jump in there and rip who ever was hitting Payton to shreds. He made ten small but deep holes in the roof and accidentally tore a chunk of it out. Edward cussed and tossed it aside.
Footsteps could be heard storming out of the room and the bedroom door was slammed shut, leaving Payton (as far as she knew) alone in her room.
She shakily stood and cradled her cheek, already trying to think of an excuse to explain it in school the next day. Payton turned off her lamp, sending the room into a semi-darkness and laid in her bed, curling up into a small ball.
Edward stealthily looked at her through the window and gave her a look of sympathy even though he knew she couldn't see it.
Payton curled up on her side and pulled her covers around herself.
"All night all day
Angels watching over me, my Lord
All night all day
Angels watching over me
Now I lay me down to sleep
Angels watching over me, my Lord
Pray the Lord my soul to keep
Angels watching over me
If I die before I wake
Angels watching over me, my Lord
Pray the Lord my soul to take
Angels watching over me
If I live another day
Angels watching over me, my Lord
Pray the Lord to guide my way
Angels watching over me."
For some reason Edward wasn't surprised by how soft and beautiful Payton's singing voice was. It seemed like you could tell she was an amazing singer just by looking at her.
Payton started to drift off after about the third time she sang the song and Edward took it to memory before he ran back to the woods.
"GET UP NOW OR YOU'LL BE LATE TO WORK!" Emma yelled from downstairs. Payton groaned and got up, quickly changing into her work clothes, being a black long sleeved buttoned shirt, a black skort that reached about mid-thigh, and a small white apron. She pulled her hair up in a pony tail as she made her way to the front door and grabbed her skateboard as she past it.
Payton opened the door and gasped. Edward was leaning against the doorframe, one hand in his pocket and the other dangling a set of car keys from his finger, "Need a ride?" he smirked.
Putting a hand over her pounding heart, Payton breathed, "Okay, we need to make some rules here," Edward chuckled and nodded, "Let's hear them," he said.
"Rule number one," Payton said, holding up a finger, "Call first when you decide to come over for a visit." Edward nodded.
"Rule number two. Stop sneaking up on me!" Payton said with a glare, holding up her second finger. Edward chuckled, "Anything else?" he asked.
Payton pondered that for a moment, "Nope. At least not now. I'll let you know when I think of some more." she shrugged.
Edward gave her a crooked smile and nodded to his silver Volvo, "Need a ride?" he asked again.
Payton blinked, "Um... sure." she shrugged and put her skateboard by the door.
Taking her hand, Edward brought her over to the passenger seat and opened the door for her. Payton smiled and got in, putting on her seatbelt.
"Hello, my name is Payton and I'll be your waitress today. Would you like to start off with a drink or are you ready to order?" Payton said, wearing a fake smile.
A tall man in a buisness suit scratched his chin thoughtfully, "I'll have the chicken parmesan and a sprite." he said, handing Payton his menu. Payton quickly wrote down his order on her notepad and took the menu, going back to the kitchen. As she walked past him, a little boy snickered and threw his already buttered bread at the side of Payton's face when his parents weren't looking. The buttered part stuck to her cheek and Payton pressed her lips together in a tight line to keep herself from yelling at the little brat.
The boy smirked and stuck his tongue out at her. Payton clenched her teeth and snatched the bread off of her cheek, quickly striding into the kitchen and throwing the bread in the trash.
"Yo Payton, ya got a visitor." a tall and muscular bruenett informed Payton, pointing a thumb over his shoulder and to the back door. Payton frowned in confusion and looked behind him. Edward was leaning against the doorframe, hands in his pocket and he smiled softly at Payton, "Hey."
"H-hey. What are you doing here? I don't get off for another twenty minutes." Payton went over to him, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Edward glanced at Payton's cheek and raised an eyebrow, "You've got a little something... here, let me get it." he took one of the papaer napkins on one of the many counters and gently wiped the butter and crumbs away from her cheek. Payton blushed and ducked her head, not noticing the small amount of skin powder that came off too.
Edward frowned and took her arm, "Come on." he muttered, tugging her out the door.
"W-wait! I still have twnety minutes." Payton protested.
Another waitress came up behind Payton and put a hand on her shoulder, "That's okay Payton. I'm sure the boss won't mind." she grinned and leaned down and whispered in Payton's ear, "Trust me sweety, you don't want to leave this one alone. Some other girl WILL snatch him away from you."
Payton blushed, "Oh, no, he's not my-" "Come on." Edward interupted, pulling her to his car.
Once they were in the car Edward turned to Payton and crossed his arms. Payton frowned, "Umm... Is something bothering you?" she asked.
"Why are you wearing skin powder?" Edward demanded. Payton pretended to look confused, "To cover blemishes. That's what it's for Edward." she said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Edward narrowed his eyes, "You don't have any blemishes Payton." he said in the same tone the girl had used.
Payton shook her head and grabbed the handle of the door, "You know what, I'll walk myself home." but Edward locked all of the doors before Payton had a chance to open her's.
While Payton tried to open her door the car reved to life and they were on the road, "I know you're hiding something Payton, and I want to know what it is." Edward said sternly, driving in no particular direction.
Glaring at him, Payton snapped, "What goes on in my life is none of your buisness. Now let me out!"
"How about you tell me what's going on, and I'll let you out." Edward barganed.
"Or, how about you let me out now before I punch your face in and call the cops!" Payton hissed, clenching her fists.
Edward rolled his eyes and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, "I have a full tank Payton. I can drive around like this all day if I have to." he sighed.
"It's none of your buisness!" Payton growled and reached into her pocket, surprised to find that her cell phone wasn't there.
Edward reached into his own pocket, "Looking for this?" he smirked, holding up Payton's blue 'iphone'.
Payton gasped softly, "H-how did..? I never took my phone out of my pocket today, how did you get it!" Edward's smirk widened, "Tell me what's going on and I'll tell you how I got your phone." Payton growled and sat back in the seat, crossing her arms and clamping her mouth shut.
Edward sighed and shook his head.
Ok, does anyone think they knew who was hitting Payton? Look at the facts ;) the song does not belong to me... but I also don't know who it does belong to, but I wanted to make sure you knew that it's not mine.
