A/N: Thank you for the good reviews, it makes my day to know that people are reading my story! So here is the next chapter. It gets a bit evil towards the end!

By the way Happy Halloween everyone (it's my favourite holiday).

Disclaimer: I still don't own Twilight or Edward that privilege belongs to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer.

Edward lay on his bed in the cheap motel room watching the sun rise over the distant buildings.

It was going to be sunny today so he was thankful that they had the day off. It meant that he could hide out in his room with the curtains tightly closed and when his band mates came looking for him he could claim a hangover to get out of whatever they had planned for their day of freedom before they all had to climb back on the bus to get to their next venue, wherever that may be.

Trying to get about in the daylight without his friends noticing anything had turned into a bigger challenge for Edward than he had been expecting, he would do things like wear hoodies done up tightly with a scarf over his face if he couldn't get to the bus without anyone seeing.

He knew that they would accept his excuse of needing to sleep off his hangover today though. He had read in their thoughts that they considered him to be a lightweight when it came to drinking, especially considering that he always seemed to end up throwing up at the end of their drinking sessions.

Little did they know that this was the only way he could remove the alcohol from his stomach, otherwise it would sit there uncomfortably forever.

Edward lay back against the pillows after getting up and tightly closing the curtains against the sun that was now blazing in the sky. He awaited the first knock on his door which was bound to come soon; the others didn't leave him alone for long. This fact still surprised him, he was used to humans unconsciously avoiding him and it was weird that his band mates seemed to have got over this pretty quickly.

He figured that it would probably be Aiden who knocked first on his way back from escorting his 'guest' out of the building. He always came by to brag about his conquests and try and pry into what Edward had got up to. He never knew because he was invariably the first one to leave any of their gatherings with a girl in tow.

Edward suppressed a small laugh as he thought about the different turn his night had taken in comparison to his friends and band mates.

They always seemed surprised that he didn't take advantage of their growing fame the way that they all did.

There had even been talk of whether or not he might be gay. The general consensus on this was no he wasn't, he was just very private about things. Ethan was still betting yes though, even though all the other boys were saying no. His main arguments seemed to be from what Edward had heard, that he didn't chat the fans up as often as the others, that he couldn't drink as much as the others before throwing up and he didn't seem to eat very much especially around the other guys, and Ethan truly believed that only girls and gay guys worried about their weight.

When Edward had first heard these thoughts in Ethan's mind he had laughed so much that if he could have cried there would have been tears streaming down his face. The guy was seriously out of touch with reality!

Just as Edward was thinking about all of this there was a knock at the door.

He listened out and heard a multitude of voices outside including all of his band mates who must all be up and about finally.

Thinking that it was Aiden come to gloat, he called out "come in", closed off his mind so he didn't have to hear his friend's thoughts about the girl h had slept with the night before and scooted down so he was lying flat on the bed facing the window on the opposite wall to the door. He really wasn't in the mood to see the smug look on Aiden's face.

He decided he couldn't ignore him forever so he turned over just in time to see not his band mate standing in the doorway but a woman only a few years older than he appeared to be. She was wearing a maid's outfit and behind her he could see a bucket of cleaning supplies.

The smell of her blood carried across the room and as she took in his pale skin and unusually coloured eyes he could smell the fear seeping into it.

It made the scent even stronger and even though he wasn't thirsty after his hunt last night, he could feel the venom starting to flow faster into his mouth and he knew that his eyes would be turning black as she stood there rooted to the spot.

"Housekeeping" she managed to croak out, never once taking her eyes off Edward.

Edward for his part lay very still on the bed barely even breathing. Mentally he was fighting with the monster that resided within him.

The monster was willing him to leap up off the bed and sink his teeth through the delicate skin on her neck and allow the exquisite taste of her to fill his mouth.

This part was battling against the rational part that knew this would be too risky, that it could be traced back to him far too easily.

The housekeeper's thoughts interrupted this suddenly as he realised he wasn't actively blocking her thoughts; his mind had been too busy battling with itself to concentrate on blocking her as well.

'Don't be stupid, there's nothing to be scared of. Just do your job and get out of here. I'm sure Bill mentioned that we had some band staying last night. The contacts must be part of his look. Judging by the look of him he probably had too much to drink after the how and passed out with them in last night.' Outwardly she gave a slight shake as if she was trying to bring herself out of a daze and finally reached around to grab the supplies she had stashed by the door.

Edward stayed motionless on the bed staring at the ceiling, the rational part of his brain was hoping that she would do whatever she needed to do quickly and leave, the monster telling him that her blood smelled much better than what he had had last night and that he should get up and close the door behind her.

Edward was so distracted by the internal struggle going on that he wasn't paying attention to where she was headed until he heard a noise from the side of the room and realised that she was at the window opening the curtains.

He shot off the bed and over to the far side of the bed much faster than any human could ever move but it made no difference.

Sunlight was now streaming into the room.

A/N: I know it's a bit on the short side but the next chapter is nearly written and will be up soon and for Bella fans out there we will be finding out what she is up to in a couple chapters.

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know either way.