Author's Note: So this chapter is a bit shorter than my other ones, but I didn't really want anything major to happen yet. Also, I ran into some internet trouble so that's why this chapter is up late. I hope you guys like it-Jessica
Chapter Four
When Brandon asked for food, I had no idea he meant half the kitchen. Alice and I watch in awe as he devours his sixth plate of eggs.
"Where do you store it all?" I ask.
"I have a high metabolism" he says with a shrug.
"I've never seen anyone eat so much food" Alice says.
Brandon shoots her a smile, "What can I say? I like food."
Jasper walks in from where he was standing on the front steps and locks eyes with Alice, they exchange a silent look. It had been three hours since Carlisle had left to go and "talk" with the pack. Three hours and we hadn't heard anything from anyone, no phone call, no text, nothing. Alice had tried to see if she could see someone's future but because Carlisle and the others were close to the wolves, she couldn't see anything.
"Why haven't we heard anything?" I question.
"Maybe they're working it out" Alice says.
I shoot her a look, "and maybe the pack aren't giant wolves but are instead little yappy dogs that only bark at you but never bite" I say.
"It's possible, Carlisle is really good at talking to people, He could have gotten them to calm down" Alice says.
Jasper shakes his head, "I can still feel their anger. If anything they're just waiting on Carlisle to let his guard down so they can make their way here."
I growl and stand up, facing the window.
"I should be out there helping them. This is all my fault anyway" I say.
"You would only make things harder, Carlisle is protecting you and they know it. It's the only reason they haven't attacked…they know that if they do then the treaty is off" Jasper says.
"But if any of you get hurt because of me…"
Alice cuts me off, "we won't…you've forgotten that we've dealt with the wolves before."
I sigh and sit back down; there was no point in arguing with them. Brandon looks at me and a shoot him a smile which he then returns with his own breath-taking one.
"You guys want to know what I think?" Brandon asks. "I think you're all worrying too much, the worse that can happen is that the wolves somehow manage to get around this Carlisle guy. Then this Carlisle guy sees them trying to be sneaky and goes all vampire or whatever on them and stops them."
Jasper scoffs, "someone's optimistic."
"I'm a glass half full kind of guy" Brandon says sending a wink in my direction.
I feel the heat rise to my cheeks and he chuckles before pushing his plate away and standing up.
"Now that I've told you what I think about this whole crack-pot situation. I would like to leave…not that I don't like hanging out with vampires and all. But I really should make sure my dad is okay, you know with my psycho mom out there and all" he says.
"I don't know…the pack might mistake you as one of us" Alice says.
"Please, I'm not scared of a bunch of overgrown dogs. Bring it on!" Brandon says.
"But…"
"Alice let him go; you can smell that he's not a vampire. They won't attack him, the pack isn't that cruel. Plus he can't stay here forever" I say standing up.
Alice nods and I follow Brandon to the front door.
"Well Mia Wolfe, as lovely as it was meeting you. I gotta go but don't worry this is not the last you've seen of Brandon Hiss. I'll come check up on you later" he says.
"I don't need you to check up on me" I say.
"Maybe not but I need a reason to see you again."
I blush again for the third time and before I can protest, Brandon's lips are pressed to my cheek and he's out the door.
"See you around Mia" he says.
I close the door and place a hand on my cheek, Alice walks in with a knowing look.
"Shut up" I say.
"What? I didn't say anything" she says.
"You were thinking it and before you get it in your head about cute we would be. I'm telling you now…I'm not interested" I say.
"But why not? He's cute and he likes you" she says.
"I'm not looking to get involved with someone" I say.
"But you deserve to be happy with someone. Mia, Seth wasn't…."
"Alice, please just drop it" I say walking up to my room.
He walks over and unties me from the chair; I stand up and stretch my muscles. He tosses a bag of blood in my direction and I snatch it out of the air.
"What's this for?" I ask.
"You, you need it" he says.
I make a face but soon find myself ripping the bag open and draining it dry, he tosses me another bag and I drain this one to.
"Better?" he asks.
I shrug and he tosses me a change of clothes.
"Get cleaned up, we have somewhere we need to be" he says walking out.
I unfold the clothes he tossed at me and look at them. It was a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I quickly change shirts and something falls out of my back pocket. I pick it up and look down at it…it was photo. A photo of a girl with dark hair, I shrug and toss the picture in the trash.