AN: Thanks Sooooooo Much for favoring this story and for your support on this story but is it too much to ask for reviews? And sorry this chapter is short I'll update the next chapter longer! (Writers block sucks!) and the last paragraph is in Harry's pov i couldnt find a good place to place it with out it being in the way.
Darker Shades of Gray
-Twice a Second-
(2 years later)
Bella Pov
I was scared too scared like a child cowering in the corner waiting, watching for the monsters to come at night. But I wasn't sure of what I saw last night my head ached like hell. Harry sure wasn't a comfort when he knew that night was falling upon us but it was only morning. Well at least that was a good thing.
Harry paced as I was there propped up, laying half way off the bed observing my surroundings. This was a weird apartment. There was a bedroom that connected to the bathroom and down the hall I guessed as to what in could see, was a seaweed green kitchen chair and an aqua table. This was the weird part… everything in this Hilton Head resort was off-white and beige. Well accept the down comforters.
In the bedroom there were two beds. The one I was on had a cherry red comforter and white sheets. The bed where I saw him pacing back and forth behind had a yellow comforter and the same color sheets.
"You look so troubled." I got up from my bed. Yes, I was calling it my bed because I slept there that night.
"Stay there"
"I'm not a dog!" my face went from compassion to total disgust.
"I know" he walked over to me, "It's just," he sat on my bed, "I know how to fend off these creatures but I don't know how to kill these creatures."
"Harry," I started in the sweetest voice I could "it's the morning let's take a swim and forget about it for a while" I pushed his silk black hair to the back of his ear "enjoy the time you still have with me" I leaned in to kiss him
"No! You chose to stay now you're following my rules" he glared into my eyes as his eyes turned into Jacobs's eyes.
I don't know what but, I know there's something. Something about that girl with her maroon and black hair, her hazel brown irises that way she acts around the guys that would make me wonder that she doesn't trust the girls. She acts like she's one of the guys. Different? Is that the word? She always looked so sad hanging on that other man… she didn't deserve him she was different, but she was happy, at least she acted extremely well.