Sorry it took so long to update! This chapter would've been longer but I felt bad about going so long with no updates, so I just posted it as is. I've been getting a lot of different reviews, but all I can really say to you guys is this - everything will be explained. The real plot doesn't take place for one or two more chapters, and that's when you start getting answers. Well, I hope you enjoy the chapter! Sorry about the length and please review lol - I enjoy hearing your opinions!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Twilight or any of its characters - Stephenie Meyer does. duh. I do however ever own Damien and Audrey - the characters that everyone loves to hate. Isn't that just lovely?

Chapter Three

Love Sick

I felt horrible on my drive home. I couldn't believe I had said all that to Edward, and the more I looked at my outfit the more embarrassed I became. I couldn't believe I had listen to Lauren, who hated me for the longest time, and ignored Edward. Tomorrow I wouldn't ignore him. I would hear what he has to say.

I quickly changed my clothes when I got home. There was no way Charlie would see me in that outfit. I made dinner thinking of Edward. Being independent was actually worse then building my life around Edward's.

And why had Edward acted so strange around Damien? As much as I liked Damien, I was always a little uneasy around him. For starters, there were his eyes. A mix between topaz and burgundy, apparently he hunts both humans and animals.

Has he hunted in Forks? Maybe he was just a new vampire? Yeah, right. Every time I grew uneasy around him he would kick his charm up a notch, as if his looks could make me forget about his eyes. Which embarrassingly, they did.

He seemed to be very shifty, crafty.

Pretty soon my guilt got the best of me and I decided to call Edward. Play it cool, I told myself.

"Bella?" Edward's voice was saturated with relief, confusion, and a hint of joy.

"Hi, Edward. About today…" I started, but he cut me off.

"No need to apologize, Bella. You were only being ridiculous out of anger," he said.

I could tell he wasn't trying to insult me, but anger flared inside of me. He was calling me ridiculous for ignoring him after he cheated?

"Oh, no. I wasn't going to apologize. I just had a question," I said.

"Oh," Edward said. "Well what was your question?"

"What was up with Damien?"

"Oh, Bella, now I can't tell you that. Family secret," he said, getting back at me.

I scowled.

"Fine, then Edward. I'll be going now-" I started to say in a huff, but he cut me off.

"Bella. On a more serious note, do stay away from him. He is dangerous," he said quietly.

The line went dead as he hung up. I stood there, confused. I must've stood there thinking for a while, because Charlie soon walked in the door.

"Umm dinners ready, dad. I'm feeling kind of nauseous, though. I'm going to try and lay down," I said in a rush.

"Well, okay, Bells. Do you need me to get you anything?" He asked, concerned.

"No, I'm sure it'll pass," I lied.

I ran upstairs feeling guilty about ditching him. As I shut my door behind me I heard him turn on a ballgame from down stairs. Something told me he wasn't too depressed about me being sick.

I started trying to think of reasons to call Edward back, but really I just wanted to hear his voice. I missed him so much and I knew I couldn't sleep without him. For only the second time in my life, I took unnecessary cold medicine. I would need sleep if I was going to do what I had to do tomorrow.

As I waited for the medicine to kick in, I picked out a new outfit for tomorrow. It was classy and sexy, the traits I respected in a woman.

I laid out my favorite pair of jeans, along with a white long sleeve shirt that had a rounded neck. The shirt was purposely long, it ended at around my butt area, so you can wear a belt with it. I put out a simple yet pretty belt, silver hearts that connected with each other making a sort of chain, to wear with my outfit.

I smiled to myself, pleased. This was more of an outfit made for me. With that, the medicine started to kick in, and I gratefully sank off to sleep.

I woke up feeling content, but as soon as I realized I would be seeing Edward again my heart started thumping erratically. I put on my outfit with ankle high black boots with only a little heel. I left my hair down and regular today. I switched my books into my normal bag and skipped to my truck, once again skipping breakfast.

I got to school a little earlier today and found Jess, Angela, and Lauren easily.

"Hey guys," I said, walking towards them.

Lauren frowned but Jess and Angela both greeted me normally.

"No sexy I-hate-my-boyfriend outfit today?" Lauren asked.

"No, I figured I would talk to him and hear the story from his point of view," I said.

Lauren scowled and walked away. I sighed.

"I guess you two are back to normal," Jess giggled.

I saw the Cullens pull into the lot and I took a deep breath. Just ask to speak with Edward, I told myself feebly. It's no big deal. It doesn't matter that I insulted him and his whole family, tackled their houseguest, and got caught in the act of spying on their house.

As I walked to where they had parked Damien intercepted me.

"Hey," he said, cutting me off.

"Hey," I mumbled, all my former thoughts forgotten when I looked into his beautiful face.

"Can I show you something?" he asked me with what looked like a nervous smile.

"Umm actually I was-" but he cut me off.

"Oh come. Please?" he said, gazing up at me through his long lashes, stopping my heart. He was beautiful!

"Well," I began to try and decline, but this time he grabbed my hand and started playfully pulling my hand towards whatever he wanted to show me.

He had a mischievous smile on his face as he pleaded. I couldn't help but giggle at his attempts.

I looked towards the parking lot as he led me to wherever. I had finally given in to him. I saw Edward string at us coldly as we walked. His glare made me shiver. I turned around and sped up to Damien. Edward looked crazy mad.

Damien pulled me into the main part of the school and led me to where his locker was. He opened it up to reveal a bouquet of white, pink, red, peach, and yellow roses. A little note was on it.

He handed me the flowers with a nervous smile.

I opened up the note and read it to myself

Bella,
I know we just met, but already I feel a strong connection to you. I love your company and I can't help but be happy when I'm around you. I didn't think I would find anything I liked about this dreary town when I moved here, but I found something so much better then I could've imagined. I found you. Will you go to the Masquerade with me?

Awaiting your response,
Damien.

The Masquerade! How could I have forgotten? Edward had been hinting to me that he was waiting for the perfect time to ask me, and I got the feeling he had bought me something extravagant for it. But Damien asked me first! What should I say? He was waiting for a response.

"Well, I'll let you think about it," he said with a smile. "Class is about to start."

He walked away, leaving me with the invitation and at least four-dozen roses in my hands. A lot of people were staring at me, wide eyed.

Any normal girl would be happy out of her mind to have incredibly handsome, rich, and smart men falling for them, but I was starting to get annoyed.

I put the roses in my locker, shut it and turned around.

I took a sharp intake of breath. Edward was standing right behind me, looking murderous.

"Y-y-yes?" I stuttered.

"Do you ignore me on purpose?" he fumed.

"What?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"I do it for your safety, I might add. But no, you always must feel the need to do the exact opposite of what I ask," he continued.

"What are you talking about, Edward?" I asked, not understanding him at all.

"Last night I told you to stay away from Damien, and what do you do? You let him lead you to some random location!" he said fiercely.

"Edward, he took me to his locker," I said, stating the obvious.

He let out a heavy sigh and threw his fist at the locker, stopping just in time so he didn't leave a dent.

"Just tell me you won't go anywhere alone with him. Please, Bella. For me," he said, sounding exhausted.

"Well, we're kind of going to the Masquerade together," I mumbled.

"I was supposed to take you to that!" he said angrily.

"Well first of all, you never asked me. Second, since you and Audrey are on such close terms I figured that it would only be fair for her to go with you," I said bitterly.

"Fine, Bella. Just don't go anywhere alone with him," he said, exasperated.

"Only if you tell me why," I said.

Are you trying to get killed?" he asked me.

"Even if I did you would still have Audrey," I said, my voice filled with sorrow instead of rage. I turned on my heel and ran to my class.

"Bella…" I heard Edward whisper as I was running, his voice sounding just as tormented as mine.

Well I hope you liked it! Poor Edwad -tear- Poor Bella -tear- yeah but it has to get worse before it gets better, right? Once again, I really appreciate reviews. They really help me write. Even if they're negative. Plus the nice ones make me feel spwecial ;)