Chapter Four: The Truth Will Set You Free

We were silent until we reached Carlisle's car. Edward had opened the door for me before getting into the driver's side.

"How did you get over to me so fast?" I blurted out.

"What are you talking about? Bella, I was right next to you," He creased his brows in confusion. I knew this act all too well.

"Don't lie to me. I know what I saw. You pushed me out of the way and you, you stopped the van," I stammered on trying to remain focused.

"You hit your head. You're probably just confused, Carlisle said-"

"I know what I saw!" I yelled my anger boiling over. How could he just pretend none of this had happened?

"No one will believe you, you know. Besides I know what I saw too." He fought back knowing that having people know the truth was the last thing I wanted.

"Did you tell him?" I couldn't contain myself any longer. I was terrified because of one slip up I'd have to run once again in order to protect my family. "What did you say?" I said louder tears brimming in my eyes.

"Bella, relax. Carlisle's not a bad person, I promise you. I think he was bewildered more than anything. I mean…you're sleeves are covered in blood and-"

"There're no cuts to match. I know. You don't understand. If anyone finds out about this, my family will be in danger. That's why I'm here in the first place. Something happened in Phoenix…No one can know. Please, promise me," My voice begged him. I found it so hard to read this boy of stone.

"I would never do that to you. Trust me. We've both got our secrets to keep. We might as well work together." At once relief washed over my body when he spoke those words.

"Thank you." Those words were all my lips could mutter at that moment.

"So you're a healer." He stated amazed. "I knew I heard your bone break that day in the cafeteria. But when I saw you move it I couldn't believe it. Carlisle's been taking about this for a long time, evolution of this kind. He's very intrigued by it. He promised not to tell anyone." His lips retreated back from his teeth in a smile revealing his sharp teeth. I held my gasp inside my throat.

"Maybe he could help me? I mean I've had people test my abilities before, but never on my own terms. There's this man that's been looking for me. That's why I had to leave Phoenix. He found my mother. I can't let that happen to my family again." I felt my heart spilling my deepest fears to him, a boy I hardly knew.

"You'll be safe with Carlisle. We've sort of got our own secrets to keep as well."

"Y-you mean, you're like me too? Is that how you stopped the van? How you knew what I was saying to Jessica?" My eyes lit up.

"It's a little more complicated than that. I'm not a super hero, Bella. Not by any means. I realize it's unfair of me to know so much about you, and you so little about me, but my entire family is at stake for my actions. If you don't mind I'd like to speak with them before I reveal anything. I owe them that much. But as for the other thing, you were right. I slipped up. I think my excitement got the best of me," His voice was so fluid it was hard to believe he was seventeen. He did not stammer like the other kids our age.

"So what, you can read minds or something?" I asked jokingly. He nodded just barely. "Y-you can?" I was shocked to have figured it out.

"Apart from yours that is. Perhaps your ability has made you immune to my defenses," He attempted to explain his paralysis.

"What do you mean? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Of course not Bella, quite the contrary. What I mean to say is, maybe your power is more advanced than mine. What you possess is much more modern compared to anything I've ever seen. Think of it like I'm on AM frequency, and you're running on FM." I blushed slightly noticing we had been parked at my house for a while now. "You should probably rest now."

"But I'm fine. You saw for yourself," I teased at his suggestion.

"Humor me? Please?" He leaned closer to me than he ever had. I could faintly make out the scent of his cologne, which sent my head spinning. I nodded wordlessly giving into his suggestion. Before I even had my seatbelt unbuckled he was around the car to open the door for me. I muttered thank you under my breath stepping onto the pavement. I felt myself stumble slightly and his hand immediately flew around my waist to catch me. "I'll walk you inside to make sure we avoid any more injuries," He chuckled slightly walking me towards the steps. I fumbled with my keys trying to get it into the lock. He sighed softly taking it from my shaky hands twisting it and letting me through the door.

"Thank you for the ride. I still can't believe you're like me. Its kind of nice to have someone around I can talk to about this. Charlie has no idea," I stated setting my bag down at the door stepping into the kitchen. "Can I get you anything?" I asked as he followed me standing in the doorway.

"No thank you. I know it's probably too much to ask considering what you've been through today, but do you think you could…" He didn't finish his thought before I glanced at the block of knives almost reading his mind. I picked up the Chef's knife pushing up my sleeve. I watched Edward brace himself in the doorway as I pressed down slicing across my flesh. Just as soon as it began to bleed, both sides began to reattach as if they were being sewn back together invisibly. I washed my arm of any blood in the sink. That is when Edward ventured further into the room to look at my arm. His eyes were glued to the spot where my wound should be. "That's unbelievable," He whispered breathlessly. "Does it hurt?" I shook my head as I watched him inspect my arm thoroughly.

"Not for very long. It heals almost as soon as it happens. I guess it depends on what type of injury it is."

He barely traced his thumb over the skin sending a jolt down my spine. I jumped unintentionally at the temperature of his hand. He instinctively pulled away tucking his hands back in his pockets.

"You're so cold." I pushed my sleeve back down. "Are you ok? It doesn't look like you're breathing." My brow creased with worry fearing I had made him sick with my little display of my ability. He swallowed hard sending his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat.

"I have to go," He mumbled before flying out the front door leaving me in a state of shock. I had scared off the only person who could understand.