Chapter 3

After my little episode this morning, I'm absolutely surprised that Edward is still willing to take me to get breakfast. His speedy little Volvo is bound carry us to Port Angeles in record time. Hopefully this ride will be a quiet one…

"Bella…" He said, almost in a half-sigh. As if the words didn't want to come out his mouth. I didn't reply. I didn't know what to say. I couldn't lie to him; I was no good at it anyway. And if I told him the truth, well, who knows what was going to happen. It might be his life at stake, if he could die anyways. What if the figure came back? What if it haunted me forever? I shuddered; I couldn't bear to think of that. What did the figure really want? I'm just a human, I didn't have any special talents like Edwards brothers or sisters. Gifts… The word kept ringing in my ear. He said he had gifts. Was he a vampire also? But last time I checked, vampires don't leave a large puff of purple-black smoke after they leave with a bang. This was no vampire. He also said that-

"Bella! Please! Speak to me, what's up with you this morning? I don't understand! Please," Edward said, I couldn't tell if he was upset or was about to cry. It sounded like a mixture of both.

"I'm sorry… It's just… I can't…" My mouth tasted like it was sour; I couldn't bear to tell another lie. "Edward, I'm sorry,"

He said nothing. The rest of the drive was dark and speechless. I'm surprised he didn't just throw me out of the car on some dark alley, because of all the bullshit I've been giving him lately. But that's not Edward.

There was no use in telling him, he would just try and go after the man, if it was one, and hunt him. But how can you hunt something you cannot see? That was a problem. I can't help but wonder, Maybe Edward really can't help me this time. It seems as if I'm all alone this time. No vampire help.

Wait no vampire help. If vampires can't see him then maybe Jacob could?

"Where here," Edward said coldly, roughly putting the car into park. I hadn't even realized the care had stopped. I got out of the car and realized it was a little breezy today, but what day isn't in Forks? I shivered a little. Edward caught me and walked to my side.

"Let's get inside." He said putting his arm around my shoulder. We walked into a restaurant called, Little Italy, a spot that I hear is great for dinner occasions.

"Isn't this a dinner restaurant?" I pointed out.

"Yeah, but they also serve breakfast. It tastes great." He said with a friendly smile.

"How would you know… you don't eat…" I said sarcastically under my breath. He probably heard me anyways.

While we waited for a waiter to take our orders, he stared at me intensely.

"What?" I shot at him, hoping he wouldn't ask the obvious.

"What's with you lately? You've been acting strange… as If you were in a trance of some sort. Do you want to talk about it?" He asked, finally showing some sympathy.

"Well, no, I'm alright, really."I said giving him a false smile. "Don't worry about me, Edward, I'm fine" I reached to touch his hand. It stood motionless, cold and smooth. He started at my hang on top of his. I didn't want to remove it, as if his eyes caused a burning sensation in my hands. I would look suspicious. He didn't reply.

"Edward," I said, "Cheer up, I'm fine,"

"Bella, I'm no fool, I felt something, this morning, like someone else was there, I can't deny it…" Edward exclaimed. His jolt caused the table to shake.

"Edward…." I didn't know what to say. "I'll talk about it later, let me just gather my thoughts… please," He smiled a little. As if there was hope in me telling him my secret.

No, I cannot have Secrets from him, I couldn't do it!

The rest of the meal went casual, no more arguing, no frustrations, no unwelcomed guests, no loss of breath, just a regular old breakfast.

After breakfast, Edward and I decided to watch a movie. Actually, we decided to watch several movies, for free. I had to talk Edward into sneaking into different movies for almost about a half an hour.

"Why don't you just let me buy the tickets, Bells, you know money isn't a problem…" He would say frowning.

"Edward," I would reply stretching his name into too many syllables. "But that's not the point, it's all about adrenaline," I flashed him a devious smile. Of course, he gave into it after me begging, but I'm pretty sure he left a hundred dollar bill on the ground when we left the cinema, because the manager came running after us, saying we dropped something. That's when he 'suddenly' decided to have a 'race' with me.

He drove me home, and briefly parked the Volvo in front of the house. He walked outside of his door and came around to open mines. We lingered around the car just up until he looked at his watch.

"We'll I guess I should go now," He sighed.

"Huh? What are you talking about, you always come in," I was stunned, when has he ever rejected a night with me? It's not like he has anything else better to do.

"What do you mean? You never want me to come around anymore, especially at night," He began, "You even bolted your windows shut." He said rolling his eyes, feeling insulted.

Me? I would never! I love it when Edward comes and watch me sleep at night. Why would I ever want him not to come?

"No… what are you talking about? That couldn't be true," I said shaking my head, denying it all.

"Alright, just until Charlie comes home, though." He said crookedly smiling, proceeding to walk to the front of the house.

"No, stay the whole night," I begged him, looking deep into his eyes, he couldn't possibly say no.

"No." He said bluntly but smiling. "That's what you said last time, and you threw me out, you woke up out of your sleep, and demanded me to leave the house. You were so loud; I couldn't believe it was really you. I thought you would have waken Charlie up for sure. I don't want another night like that,"

What on earth was he talking about?

"Come on," He said grabbing my hand. "Let's go in before Charlie gets here, plus it's freezing."

We walked towards the front of the house; I was still baffled as to what Edward said. No seriously, when have ever told Edward that I didn't want his company? He said that I said it in the night, weird.

"Hey uh, Edward?" I said slowing down my pace, it was so difficult to keep up with him when he took his long strides. I'd sometimes have to practically power walk. "What else did I tell you last night?"

"What do you mean Bella? How could you forget?" He was already skeptical.

"No, it's just, well yeah, I did forget," I said half-smiling.

"Well, it wasn't just last night y'know. It's been all week, since Tuesday actually. You said: 'Edward I don't think you should come over anymore, at night preferably, I think Charlie is catching on…' I totally accepted it. Maybe he was getting suspicious." He swung open the door for me. I stepped in and he continued talking while closing the door shut. We proceeded to the staircase.

"And uh, that was it." He said abruptly. "Oh and, you don't answer my phone calls either, even when Charlie isn't home." He stopped halfway up the stairs, crossing his arms. I turned around and stared at him. I guess he wanted an apology.

"Edward, I'm sorry for my recently, weird behavior, I truly don't know what's gotten into me…" I pouted my lips, hoping he would accept.

"I'm not accepting that," He said continuing his way up the steps, walking past me. "Not until I get a full explanation of what's going on." I could sense that he was already bringing up our recent argument from the Little Italy restaurant. This was going to be a long night.

"But do tell me," He froze, right on the very last step to the second floor. Turning around swiftly to penetrate my eyes with his, determining if I was about to lie or not. "And don't bother lying; I can hear your heartbeat,"

"What's the problem?" I asked confused. He could automatically sense it. I really hoped that he would not ask me about this morning at all. I did not want to tell him the truth, thus, putting his life at risk anymore than it already seemed to be.

"I know there is a problem Bella," He began. "And I want to know what it is, I already have a theory as to who it might be,"

Oh no, here it comes… I thought. I was growing tenser.

"Is it, Jacob? I sensed him this morning, his smell was so strong Bella, and I know he had to be somewhere near."

I almost collapsed with relief. At least I didn't have to lie about that.

"No, Edward," I exhaled, pushing him to the side to walk to my room. "He was never here, well not that I know of," I said with a smirk. I was so happy.

"But, you said there were scratches on your window, and they were coming from inside you room, Bells…" He clutched my arm, spinning me around, demanding my attention.

"Edward, I said," Trying to brake from his grasp. His hand seemed as if it were attached to the midsection of my arm. "Let go, Edward, please, you're hurting me,"

"Tell me!" He yelled, his eyes turning a lighter shade of black.