HEYYY so sorry I didn't post a new chapter. I tried and wanted to but Im having a huge Writer's block. The biggest bitch in my life. Anyway here I am back. And I'll try to post daily^^

ALSO DISCLAIMER I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT

BTW Review I want your thoughts =]

AroPOV

I could tell just by the way she stepped in that she had been frazzled. I could even hear her heart racing and the blood rushing through her veins. I was not that oblivious to what had happen today. Caius had rushed to tell me that the mortal had tried to stand her ground against him.

He had been so filled with anger that even his servants trembled in his raging wake. How exciting that emotion was. I had studied human emotions before but none amazed me as much as fear. The look in their eyes and the way their senses had reached it's limit always in this state was something that caused me great enjoyment watching. Especially if I was the cause.

This human in front of me, however was no fool.

Ah, yes we had all felt that spark that was being held within it's calamity. We knew that if pushed she would throw her feeble defence tips. It was much for our entertainment to see it happen.

In the right moment.

Unfortunately that was not this moment. How sad.

In due time though it would happen just as it did with most mortals. That big tough wall would fall.

I had decided not to rush in speaking with her. I would let her go at her own pace. Spoke when she decided to. Till then I could sit here studying her.

She often twirled her hands a bit when she was uncomfortable. Or unsure. She had even attempted to speak opening her thin lips only to shut them again at defeat. Her eyes swirled with many emotions. More of worry, sadness, and my most favorite. Fear.

I only had to wonder what was going on through her head. Was she afraid now? The thought made me grin larger. She seemed to lose herself in her thoughts a lot from what I hear. How could one not notice Caius presence once he entered the room? Surely she must have heard the banging of the wall as he screamed in Miss Rae's face?

At least one would think.

Giving up on the defeating and much less enjoyable silence I decided that maybe it was best that I speak first.

"Isabella, How delighted I am to be in your presence."

Silence. Not even a single word came from her lips.

"I hope all was well your first day in this humble abode."

Once again silence. However she did glance at me before setting her neatly across her lap. From the looks of things it seemed that us simply 'chatting' would not happen. At least not without something to ease her tension. I decided that I would try one more time to get her to speak. If not then I would simply wait. Not needing, food or rest has it's pro's. Standing up I made my way over toward my library picking out a book. The one that caught my eye was a classic. Romeo and juliet.

I had just sat back down and opened the book when her voice called out.

"You are a fan of shakespeare?" She asked interested.

I smiled to her. "I suppose you could say that."

If I was being honest, shakespeare was a man that I could not relate to. So many things frustrated me beyond the end. But no matter how much I was displeased of him as an author I did love his classic. Romeo and Juliet.

Isabella raised a brow at my response. Her face blooming with confusion. I chuckled lightly at her response. "Edgar Allen Poe."

Her normal expression was returned as she looked at her hands. "He's more dark than my liking."

This was true. Which is why I enjoyed his work a lot. There was a sense of truth in every work he did. It showed just how cruel the world could be. If not more.

"That is the beauty of the story. Edgar allen poe spares no detail in showing you the bitterness of the world."

She sighed in agreeance nodding slightly. Then it happened again. Silence.

How frustrating.

I picked up my book once more and began reading. I was surprise at her silence. It had lasted quite a while. I was just on chapter 3 when she decided that she had enough of it.

"You said mortals intrigue you."

I looked at her. Peeling my attention away from the book I sat it on my lap clapping my hands together. "Why yes I did."

Isabella face looked up to fine as she as curiously. "How?"

This was a topic I would enjoy.

"Mortal's have many different emotions and mindsets when it comes to things. Most similar. For example, when one is unsure of themselves they seem to fidget. Move in a certain way. "

I paused.

"I find that mesmerising. The fact that something so simple could cause such complicated emotions."

Isabella looked at me. I could tell something I said had bothered her. Clearing her throat she spoke.

"Nothing is ever 'simple'." She stated. "The reason a confliction of emotion occurs is when things have become complicated to the point of where the person himself has no idea what is going on."

I stayed silent.

"When Edward left, he left me in a state I thought was hell. I'd wake up screaming in pain from the dreams. Hoping my love would save me." -She paused. Looking down.- " I was so confused as why he did what he had done. He claimed he loved me and that he would never leave me. He said he would stay..What could have changed his mind?"

With that last bit of it I could see tears streaming down her porcelain face. Such an unusual emotion that was. Sadness. The thing that caused even the strongest to fall for.

I sighed. My mind immediately drifting to marcus. Oh how he had ached for decades over the loss of his wife. More formally known as my sister. He still ached to this day.

Annoyance. That's what I had felt that day. How he had spoken of how much he loved her and begged me not to do it. That was another thing That I did not understand. Love.

I grew tired at this moment. Isabella had long stopped her tears and watched me. As if I was the prey and she the predator. How amusing that is. I could not help the laughter that escaped me. Isabella not expecting my laugh jolted in fear. There was that emotion that I adored so much.

I placed my hand on the armrest watching as her eyes went wide. Once again I could hear the her heart thumping as she tried to calm herself. Deciding that it was late I stood up and went toward the door.

"I muched enjoyed our talk Isabella. We must do this again soon. "

Isabella got up and began walking to the door.

"Rest well Isabella."