Chapter 6

I sat by my brother's bed, watching him sleep. My heart weighed inside my chest, and my forehead hurt.

I still couldn't believe I had done that to my brother. I made Ace hurt; it was all my fault. If I'd been stronger...better. Ace wouldn't have had to go through all the pain i put him through.

I fucked up.

I really hate Iris.

As i was sighing, Ace stirred. A small noise escaped his throat, and his eyes fluttered open.

He looked at me and then sat up. He cupped my cheek, rubbing it with his thumb.

I stared at my brother with wet eyes, and i know he could see my worry.

"Good morning," he said softly.

"Good morning," I replied. We stare at each other for a moment before ace starts to remove his hand.

I snatch it back up, placing it in front of my lips.

I hold it tightly, trying to express all the feeling that are holed up inside me.

I close my eyes tightly, and tears sting the edges of my eyes.

I'm so sorry.

I don't know how many times i will think or say that word, but no matter how much i do, it will never be enough to be forgiven.

"Caleb, please," Ace whispers; he doesn't understand.

I'm supposed to protect Ace when i can't even protect myself.

I hold on to Ace's hand a little longer, and then i let go, turning away and wiping my tears away.

I was about to walk out of Ace's room when Ace's arms wrapped around me from behind, embracing me tightly.

"It's okay," he whispered into my back, due to his height.

But it wasn't okay.

"Just forget about it."

That's impossible.

"It would be better for me if you did."

I open my mouth to speak, but i can't. Finally I sigh in defeat. "Of course, Ace."

Ace lets go and i walk away.

I walked into class and took my regular seat beside Edward. Instead of messing with him for a while, i simply sat down and buried my face in my arms.

I was feeling extremely weak; i hadn't had any true nutrition since i left that wretched place.

And it sure wasn't helping. Taking are energy with each damn ritual.

I didn't want to deal with anyone right now. It. Iris. Ace. Edward.

Out of the corner of my eye, i glanced at Edward. His eyes flashed up quickly to the board. I couldn't help but feel a little amusement seep through me.

Edward was just way to cute...

But what was that look in his eyes?

Confusion?

I looked back to the board, and i noticed his eyes shot back to me.

This was completely weird; usually, Edward didn't care if i caught him watching me. He would just stare back. So why was he so cautious now?

I knew he was curious about me, but now he was suspicious.

It was actually freaking me out. What could he know?

He couldn't know anything about me; What me and Ace were where....no one could fine that out. It was impossible.

The only way he could even think there is really something unhuman is if he saw us in Ace's room, or if he followed us when Iris came.....

I try to remember any other presence that night, but it's mentally and physically impossible. That time period is behind a locked door that will only be reopened if It or someone with It's power opens it. Or i do. Which i won't.

"What do you keep staring at me and then looking away?," I ask, sitting up and looking at Edward.

Edward pretends he wasn't looking—hell, he's a vampire and he thinks I'm human(though he is having some suspicions).

Why don't i fuel this fire a little more, I wonder, feeling type two energy restore in me.

"Don't look away and don't pretend," I warn. "Tell me what your so curious about."

"You can read lips," he replies.

I narrow my eyes. "I'm a ventriloquist...Do you want to use sign language?"

"I thought you didn't like speaking in front of big crowds," Edward replied.

I raise an eyebrow. "Where'd you hear that information?"

"I overheard you and your brother talking," Edward admitted.

No you didn't. Your heard my brother thinking it.

"You're a liar," I replied, and then i smirked at his grimace. I lean in, blowing lightly at his neck with my cold breath.

"Tell me," I whisper in his ear. "What are you guessing, Edward? Who knows"—i chuckle lightly—"it might be true."

I feel Edward shudder, and i smirk wider, leaning back, placing my cheek on my hand as i stare at Edward's angelic face.

He looks as though he's between a fork in a road. So cute.

"You know," I say, reaching out slowly and placing my hand on his. He flinches. "Your very cold."

"I have no clue what your talking about."

I grip his hand, and his eyes widen in pain. "And your extremely pale...to pale."

Edward tries to pull away, but there is no way I'm going to let him go. I'm to excited.

"And on sunny days, you don't seem to be apparent," I whisper. Only vampires can hear that level of voice; but Edward doesn't know that. He doesn't know anything, does he?

I tug at Edward's hand, holding his arm out in front of me. Edward stares at me with O eyes as i place my other hand on his pressure point. "Hmm, no pulse either. Seems like your not even...lets see...alive."

I let go of Edward as he quickly pulls his hand back. He tries to stand up, but i wont grant him that.

"If you leave Edward, I'll just follow you."

Edward, who was half way out of his seat, sit's back down.

This isn't about me anymore; it's about Edward. I'm going to watch him crumble.

"Your very beautiful too," I comment. "Maybe to beautiful"

"Are you blackmailing me?"

"Maybe."

"Now Edward, you seem to know things that people have never said."

"I don't know what your—"

"Stop the bullshit."

There is a silence between us, and i sigh.

"I know what you are, Edward. I'm not an idiot."

"Please share with me what you think i am," Edward says, glaring at me.

"Oh, so now your deciding to fight back. Do you really want to hear my answer?"

Edward raises an eyebrow, showing he was waiting.

My lips twitch upward in a smirk. "Oh Edward, you're a vamp—"

Out of the corner of my eye, the teacher stand up abruptly and his lips moved, forming, 'Okay Class.'

I stop speaking, turning my attention to the front of the class.

As i watch, it becomes apparent that we are supposed to make a project. A chemistry project. Crystals.

Ooh wonderful. We're doing chemistry in biology. Wonderful.

It's not the issue of changing completely different subjects, it's that we have to be with partners.

I don't work well with anyone, not even my brother. I'm like oil while the other person is water.

I...have a control issue. I like everything done my way and my way only.

Well, i am easier on Ace; i don't order him around.

But anyone but Ace is presented to hell.

I look at Ace, who is smiling widely.

No! He cannot seriously be thinking of doing it with him!

I look over to Edward, who looked away at that same moment.

Stop. Fucking. Looking. At. Me.

"Brother," my brother whispers under his breath extremely low so it is only meant for my ears.

I look to the teacher, who now has a box and is passing it around the class.

He's looking at me, and his lips say: 'now, Caleb and Ace are aloud to skip out on this small project if they want.'

But no, Ace has to work with Jasper.

Ace raises his hand happily, shaking his head at the teacher. "That's fine! But can i work with Jasper?"

'You don't want to work with your brother?'

"No, i want to work with Jasper!"

I look at Jasper, who seems completely uncomfortable in this situation. But...he had that same look in his eyes. That same confused look....

That's when it all crashes down on me. I smirk wide. I'm such an idiot! This is the perfect way to torment Edward and kill him!

I feel like slapping myself, but i don't. I don't want to look retarded.

I signal the teacher, asking if i could work with Edward.

He looks surprised, but he agrees.

I turn to Edward, winking. He grimaces.

I chuckle inwardly, and then look back to Bella—the girl who had hated me from the start(the one who warned me to stay away from Edward and Jasper).

She's clenching her hands tightly, shuddering in rage. She looks kind of demonic....

I smirk at her, and she rips the piece of paper in her hand. She seems completely infuriated, and that totally makes her hilarious.

I turn back around, leaning back in my seat and thinking that this day actually came out good.

"Let's get this strait," I say, fisting the front of Edward's shit, out faces only centimeters apart.

"You will obey everything i say because i am smarted then you, and i already know how all this useless crap. You will follow every order i give you or i can promise you that arm right there wont be on your body."

I get so close that are lips are brushing together. "And when you think you know who I am, you better sure as hell make sure your right," I growl before i push myself off him.

I turn on my heel and walk away, leaving Edward in my dust. Edward just stays rooted at the spot where i left him, staring at me.

"C'MON!," I yell as if i was angry, not turning around.

I smirk when Edward quickly starts walking. He's too cute for his own good....

And when i kill him, it's just going to be wonderful!

"I'm driving," I say, walking to the driver's seat.

"It's my car," Edward said.

I hold out my hand, waiting.

Edward stares at me, not moving. "Your deaf."

"I'm not blind," I reply, snatching the keys out his hand and opening the car. I get in, and then slam the door shut.

Edward gazes at me through the window, and then he sighs, stomping over to the passenger side and scooting in.

I smirk and start the car.

Then, i pull out, and slam my foot on the pedal, zooming out the parking lot at a speed of 195.

I walked into the Cullen manor, not even bothering to wait for Edward or knock.

The house reeked with a sick smell, and it made me want to throw up.

It only took a few nano-seconds for vampires(and one ceratin werewolf) to appear.

I didn't spend that much time on the younglings, rather the adults.

Carlisle and Esme Cullen, was there names to my knowledge.

Carlisle had blonde hair and of course, honey-brown eyes. He wore a vest over his shirt and tie, and he had simple black jeans. He gave off the 'intelligent and thoughtful' aura—one which very pissed me off because i knew someone who had the same.

Esme Cullen had well-volumed brown hair that had bouncy curls. She seemed like a person who would smile allot—which she did, until she actually saw me. She scent of a 'motherly and understanding' feeling, and it just tugged at me heart and i wanted to kill her.

My foot almost moved towards her, but even though i was starving for nutrience, i knew Ace would have me if i did anything to the stupid vampire's family.

I stared at the whole group for a while, before i turned around, glaring at dear old Edward.

"Nice family," I say, though my voice is sneered. It's only humans that i have issues speaking around—their just so annoying. And anyway, vampire's are simply the decedents of us.

"I would like it if you didn't insult them," Edward replied back, finally giving me backbone.

"Why should you care? It's not like their related to you anyway. Well, except for their all vampires."

I can feel it in the floor; the muscles they were forcing to move in their bodies for breathing froze, meaning they stopped breathing. They stopped shuffling their feet around, trying to seem like humans.

I turned back to the family, and they all looked shocked.

I smiled, walking over to Carlisle. "I am deaf , so you can either do hand signs or i can read your lips. Edward must have told you all about me and my brother, right? Or Edward and Jasper. Doesn't really matter."

Carlisle stared at me, as if he was trying to figure out what i was. He looked as though he knew it at the tip of his tongue, and it was familiar, but he just couldn't place it.

I loved seeing those expressions.

I reached out a hand, and Carlisle took it, trying to act normal, though i could see right through his lie.

Carlisle flinched when my hand met his; yes, he felt it. Was it the heat, or the coldness? The heat that was hotter then any werewolf, or the coldness that was colder then any vampire?

Our blood has the ability to do that, and it freaks most out.

Like lava hot water out of the faucet—at first it's very hot, then it's very cold, then it's very hot again. It's that process repeating.

Or maybe it was the fact that i didn't flinch away when I felt his hand? Hmm, no one could possible know.

"It's nice to meet you," his lips greeted.

Oh that's lovely, make me do all the work, I think laughingly.

"It's nice to meet you too, Carlisle. You don't mind if i call you that, right?"

"Not at all."

I squeeze his hand, and I feel Carlisle wince from the pressure.

That's right, flinch when you know how stronger i am then you.

I turn to Esme, who is trying to smile, though miserably failing in my expression expertise.

This woman....I want to kill her almost as much as i want to kill Edward. She acts as though everything is so peachy and fine. The perfect mother, no?

"It is nice finally being able to meet you," her lips speak.

"I'll believe you when you mean it," I reply with a sincere smile, shaking her hand.

I believe i have shocked her speechless, so i move back to Edward, who is, like the others, staring at me.

5...4...3...2...

Ace burst through the door, giggling. He had his hand wrapped around Jasper, and was pulling him through his own house.

Ace stopped skipping and giggling like a little girl when he sensed the tense aura in the house.

He frowned, letting go of Jasper's hand and moving his head around as if he was looking.

He directed his way over to Carlisle, and i soft smile touched his lips. "I'm sorry for any rude gestures my brother made, sir. It really is a pleasure to meet you," he said kindly.

I watched as the both of them shook hand, and i was thoroughly aggravated when he hugged Esme.

"I'm sorry I'm blind! You all probably have beautiful faces!," Ace exclaimed, and i could have sworn Esme would've blushed if she could.

It was either mood lightened, or became worse.

I didn't know which and personally i didn't care.

Grabbing a hold on Edward's wrists, I angrily pulled him up the stairs of his own house, my temper running thin.

But i couldn't help but stop when we reached the hall and we were revealed to many doors. (There was also a cross; wow, Christian wanna-bes.)

I crossed my arms, staring at Edward, waiting for him to show me to his room.

"You know, you don't control me," Edward hissed, and i rolled my eyes.

"Shut up. Your just angry that i don't fawn over you like those girls do."

"That's not it!," Edward exclaimed, thrusting his hands into the air.

I was actually taken aback when Edward grabbed the front of my shirt, slamming me into the wall. I could feel him trembling with some sort of emotion—rage, probably.

"You think you know everything about me when you don't. You think I'm some kind of vampire when I'm not. You try to boss me around everywhere, and your always harassing me! Your rude and obnoxious, and where the fuck do you think you get off talking to my family that way?!"

"Get off me," I order.

Edward doesn't seem fazed. He brings me a few inches off the wall and then slams be back in, causing a dent.

I stare at him.

"Are you even deaf?!," he asks. "Who are you?!"

Sighing, i wrap both my hands around Edward arm. "Yes, I am deaf. But why the fuck should that matter to you?!," I yell furiously. I force his hand off me and then push him back.

I clench my hands into tight balls. "Your always mocking me! I hate you! Your always turning away from me and sniggering at me! Your just so god damned happy that you can get through it, aren't you?! AREN'T YOU?! I can't wait till I fucking kill you!"

A silence comes between us, one filled with my harsh breathing.

We're simple staring at each other, furious.

I finally roar angrily, slamming my fist into the wall and causing a whole to go through it.

"Fuck!," I cry in the pent tup rage.

I then wipe off any dust that could have gotten on my clothes, leaning down and picking up my duffle bag.

"Are you going to show me to your room or not?," I ask.

Edward stares at me, trying to find anything that would lead him on to what i was trying to feel inside. Finally, he started walking towards a door at the end of the hall.

I watched him move; his hips had this way of shifting from side to side....

Blinking out of my trance, i followed Edward to his room.

Edward's room was very....cool?

He had floor to ceiling windows that revealed the forest that surrounded the house; he had cream carpet with a cream-ish white couch. There was a large plasma scream that looked very dusty, and right under it was a desk with a laptop on it, and a brown chair. The floor and furniture was littered with books and paper, some open, some not. Picture cut-outs from magazines and newspapers were taped onto the windows and walls, adding color. But the next thing made my heart clench tighter then it already was.

Edward had shelf and shelf of cd's—very old and new. Some were even from the civil war and back....So, Edward listened to music, did he?

I clenched my hands, staring at the endless shelves. I know officially hated everything about this stupid vampire!

Forcing myself to look away, i turned to Edward and literally held out my duffle and dropped it on the floor.

I almost smirked when it hit Edward's foot, and Edward didn't even notice.

"Time to get to business," I say, sitting down.

"Yeah," Edward says, sitting down.

I open my duffle and take out the Chemistry books we had been allowed to take from the sophomores.

"I don't even see why we have to do this," I mumble, flipping through the book. "It's totally retarded. We're not even in the fucking grade."

"Mhm," Edward says, though i don't reply because I'm not looking at him and if i replied he would just get more suspicious of me then he already is.

"So Edward," I say, looking up. "How would you want to die?"

Edward stares at me with questioning eyes, and then shakes his head. "I wouldn't."

I snort, looking back down. "Meaning you can't."

Edward doesn't reply, and i simply look through the pages. "This one," I say, pointing at a bright orange crystal. "Let's do Pot—"

Edward suddenly grabbed my hand, yanking me and causing me to look at him.

There was something in his eyes that actually made me heart....burn...

He looked at me seriously, but there was something...it was just.... "Why do you talk to me?," I asks. "If your deaf, how can you talk in the first place?"

"I told you I'm not blind!" Why the fuck is getting me so damned aggravated?!

Edward tightens his grip around my wrist, his eyes narrowing sharply. "You don't talk to people, but you talk to me. Why? Tell me, Caleb, please, i really want to know."

I notice that my eyes are wide and my lips are trembling as i stare strait at Edward. Please tell me.

I didn't know why i had goose-bumps up my arm or i was frozen stiff, but it definitely made me angry at myself.

"I told you to stop touching me," I say, yanking out of Edward grip. "Your such a fucking bitch."

"I don't understand you at all," Edward mutters.

"Okay, so if we're deciding to get back on track, then could i so kindly state what we're doing? I don't even care if you disagree. We're going to grow Orange Potassium Dichromate Crystals."

I look up to Edward to see his reply.

"Doesn't that take a few weeks to grow to a big crystal?"

"Yes, and that's why we have two months."

"Right."

I gets silent, because now we have nothing to talk about.

Sighing, i close my book and shove it into my duffle. Halfway through this, i freeze. The world came spiraling down to a blackness. My breath is caught in my throat, and i find it impossible to breach.

My eyes are bulging, and all i can hear is moans and cries.

And the sounds of blood splattering.

I find myself surrounded with bodies—bones, more likely.

I feel myself hyperventilating as my stomach clenches and an undying hunger consumes me whole.

But this is short-lived, because only seconds later do i come out of this.

I look up to Edward, who is staring at me with wide, shocked and confused eyes.

I quickly stand up, coughing to break the silence as I looking down the hall. "You get the stuff. We'll do the project next week. Bye," I quickly say, and then i run down the hall, opening doors to see where Ace was.

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