Ch.7

What was that?

That was all that ran through my head, as I watched her, kneeling on the ground, with a corpse in front of her. She stared up at me in fright, yet she didn't run away. I guess there was something different about her. She just dismembered a person. I couldn't get my mouth to snap back up or the confusion and fear etched across my face to disappear. I wanted to go down there and comfort her, but I couldn't. She could easily kill me as well. I watched her closely as she got up from the wet earth and picked up the body of her victim and slung him over her shoulder. She took one more glance at me and then disappeared from my sight like that. I leaned out my window and tried to find her. How did she move that fast? How is she still alive when she made craters in my lawn and tree?

Because she is different!

Obviously!

I leaned back in my window and slumped down my wall and put my head in my hands. I didn't want to say it, but she was a murder. She killed a person right in front of my eyes. I will probably have to go in for testing and Oh God! I didn't want to believe Jake and the pack, or even the people back at school, but they were all right. She lived a different life than all of us.

Maybe there is a reason why she killed that man!

That can't be true!

I could literally see the good side of me and the bad side, standing on my shoulder, arguing what is true and not true. I sat against my wall for another couple minutes, having everything sink in from last night. I stumbled to my feet and was about to fall into my bed, for much needed sleep, when my phone started buzzing on my desk. I stared at the phone, not sure even if I wanted to pick it up. I walked slowly over and picked the phone up, staring at the lit up front screen.

1 new message

I took a deep breath and opened the front of the phone. I almost dropped my phone, when I saw who it was from. Bella texted me, probably saying that she does not want me to blow her cover. I pushed the center button, and her message popped up, saying something I did not expect at all.

I'm sorry

I took a deep breath and tried to find out the hidden message from those two words. I flipped my phone shut and fell back onto my bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light, trying to scare away the nightmares I was surely going to have.

The morning after, my parents woke me up, because I had forgot to set my alarm. As soon as I was able to register everything, last night came back to my like a speeding car. I jumped out of my bed, losing my balance for a second, and racing to my window. I was confused for a second, the lawn was totally perfect; not a piece of grass out of place. I stared at the lawn, dumbstruck, trying to see if last night was a dream. I looked at the tree and saw that it wasn't a dream. Whoever and whatever did this, couldn't fix the tree. Most of the bark was back in place, but I could still see the indentation of Bella's body flying into the tree. I shuddered quietly, thinking of her getting hurt. I dressed quickly and ran downstairs, skipping breakfast, eager to get to school.

She wasn't there.

Nor the next.

It was kind of weird, almost as if she disappeared off the face of the earth. I missed her presence, though. School almost seemed to drag along. I walked the halls, not talking to anyone. I wanted to know where Bella is. I got out of school on the third day of no presence or sighting of Bella, and immediately drove my Volvo down to La Push. Jake had told me some ancient legends before, but I couldn't remember them. Something about the Cold Ones. I pulled in front of the rusted down, red house and hopped out of my car. Jacob and Leah were in his garage, making some adjustments to Jakes Rabbit.

"Hey man," Jake said from underneath the car. He pulled himself out from underneath the car and wiped the grease smears off his hands on a scrap towel.

"What's up," He asked. I took a deep breath before answering him.

"I want you to tell me about the legends again." Jacob stiffened and Leah growled low in her chest. What is it with everyone growling?

"What did she do," Jake snarled. Jacob said 'she' like it was a plague.

"Who, Bella?" I asked. They both nodded.

"…Nothing," I answered, after a moment of hesitation. They narrowed their eyes at me.

"Just tell me the legends," I said, getting impatient. Jacob sighed before looking at Leah, who nodded her head. Jacob then started telling me the legends, keeping an eye on me. I only processed the Cold ones hunting on Quileute territory, before I had the brain memory overload. I nodded my head once in a while, but I tried sorting everything that went through my head. I put two and two together, when it finally clicked. Cold hands never ate, didn't seem to be interested in school, and never looked like she aged. I took a deep breath at my conclusion. I stood immediately, getting ready to go find her. Leah stood up quickly, and put her hands on my chest. I was not too comfortable with her hands on me, so I swiped them off of me. She looked hurt for a second, but quickly covered it.

"Edward, you can't go find her, she is dangerous," Leah muttered. I gave her a hard look, before running toward my car. I turned the car on, and gunned the engine. I flew down the streets, using Google maps to find the house I was looking for. When I pulled into her driveway, I was kind of intimidated by the size of the house. Definitely a late 1900's house; though very beautiful. I took a deep breath, before maintaining enough courage to get out of the vehicle and march up the front steps. On my trip up, I kept an eye on my surroundings, ready for something to jump out at me. I raised my fist and knocked on the door in front of me. I heard no steps coming to open the door, but it opened anyways. Behind the door was a petite girl, with black cropped hair and a bronze color eye. I sucked in a deep breath, as I remembered that this was her 'Sister.'

"Hello Edward, we have been expecting you," She said in a creepy voice. "I'm Alice Masen." I nodded my head in greetings warily, and stepped inside the house. I looked around, seeing the house on the insides. The house looked like it had been renovated by an interior designer; many pictures, and furniture placed around in the right spots.

"You have a beautiful house," I muttered. She smiled a wide smile, her white teeth gleaming.

"Thank you Edward," Alice responded. We were silent for a second, me not being sure how to ask where Bella is.

"I know why you came here, Edward. Her room is on the third floor, last room down the hall. Be careful though, I don't think she knows you are her," Alice said. I nodded my head and started toward the staircase on my right. I let my hand trail on the handle, taking my time. When I reached the landing to the second floor, I looked back down, expecting to see Alice following me, but came up empty; I was all alone. I ran up the rest of the stairs, suddenly spooked out by the quietness. When I reached the hallway to the third floor, I looked down the dark hallway, only to see one room, which was cracked open. I walked at a brisk pace down the hallway, only stopping at the entrance to her room. Do I knock? The room sounded empty; no music or footsteps to indicate that anyone was in the room. I pushed the door open, and stood there in the entrance. Like the rest of the house, her room had an old fashion vibe. I place myself inside the room and looked around. Her room was not like any teenage girl; no heartthrob posters, or makeup or magazines everywhere. No, there were scripts from Romeo and Juliet posted on walls, and pictures from explorers and many, many books. The center of the room was taken up by a massive bed. The blanket on the bed was a strange Gold color. The bed looked inviting and warm and very expensive. I walked over to the bed and dragged my fingers across the silk blanket. I made my way over to one of the scripts posted on her wall, and read it. I was so captivated in the reading, that I didn't hear the door close. I turned around quickly, my heart pounding, and my hands shaking in fear. There was no one near the door though. My breaths were coming out in short, panted gusts of air. I ran a hand through my disheveled bronze hair, trying to calm myself down, when I was really spooked out. I was about to turn around and read the script again, when I was suddenly airborne and my body crashed into the wall on the opposite side of the room. My eyes wide in fear and my hands shaking, as I was pinned to the wall, by enough strength.

"What are you doing here?" Someone whispered in my ear. My eyes focused in on the person that was holding me to the wall, only to find that it was Bella.

"How did you… where… come," I panted out. She shook her head, and let go of me, turning around and walking away. "Wait," I choked out. I ran over to her and grabbed her right hand, her icy temperature making me hesitate. She quickly extracted her hand from my grasp and made some distance between us.

"What?" she asked rather irritated. She put one hand on her hip and slouched her stance, making her look like she was annoyed and irritated with my presence.

"I know what you are," I said shakily after a few moments of uncomfortable silence. That remark made her straighten her stance, and immediately become tense.

"You should…" She started to say, but I cut her off, knowing what she was going to say next.

"No, do not ask me to leave, because right now, that is impossible." I stood in silence with her for a second, thinking of my theories. "You don't eat at school, you don't look like you have aged one bit, you hand is cold…" I started mumbling my thoughts.

"What? What do you think I am?" she whispered, her eyes trained on me. I swallowed deeply, not sure if I was ready to state my theory. "Say it. Say it out loud," she continued.

"Vampire…" I whispered. I looked up to her face, afraid for a second, only to see a small smile on her face.

"In all my 200 years, no one has ever questioned how I live, or what I am. Then you come strolling through, and you seem so interested, that you try to find out. It is just that…I can't stay away from you; your blood is calling me," she whispered. My breath caught in my throat, afraid that she might drink my blood. I heard a quiet chuckle and a snort from her. I looked up to see that she was relaxed and looking at me. "Don't be afraid. My family is not like that, we don't hunt for… pleasure," she whispered. I nodded my head in understanding, I felt like wiping the invisible sweat off my forehead in relief.

"I'm not afraid," I whispered. She inhaled a deep breath, before answering.

"You should be," she muttered. I took a step forward, grabbed her hand in mine, and looked her in her deep bronze, Carmel eyes.

"I'm not," I whispered. She looked at our entwined hands, and back up to mine. A small smile poked up on her lips.

"You don't know how long I have waited for you," she whispered. A small smile lifted onto my lips at her comment.

"Two hundred years?" I laughed. I heard her chuckle for a second, the mood instantly lifting up.

"You know, that if I could slap you, I would," she chuckled. I laughed loudly, knowing that I was like a piece of glass to her. When I stopped laughing, I gazed into her eyes, getting lost in her depths. I lifted my hand and pushed a stay piece of hair out of her eyes, and behind her ears. My hand stayed on her face, curving around her cheek bone.

"Can I kiss you, Bella?" I whispered. Her breathing stuttered for a second, before she stopped breathing all together. She looked up into my green eyes, before nodding slowly. A small smile graced my face, before I leaned down slowly. My eyes closed a fraction before my soft lips met her granite ones. When our lips touched, it was like fireworks in my mouth; sparks erupting in my body, making me want more and more. It was like I needed her to breath. My lips opened slightly and started moving with hers with a more raw passion. But, just like that, she was gone. It took me a second to realize that my arms were not around her anymore, or that my lips were not touching hers. I looked around the room, only to see that she was on the opposite side of the room. I took a deep breath, willing my heart to stop beating so hard.

"I'm sorry, Bella," I whispered. I really wasn't sorry, though. That kiss was absolutely amazing. I wanted more. She shook her head and came over to me. I saw her take a deep breath, before walking immediately into my still open arms. She laid her head on my chest, and wound her arms around my back. My arms instantly constricted around her, holding her cold body against mine.

"No Edward, I'm sorry," She muttered into my chest. I laid my head on top of hers, in understanding.

"We'll take baby steps, Bella," I whispered into her freesia smelling hair. I felt her nod into my chest, as we stood in the middle of her room, hugging each other like our lives depended on it.

I might have a Girlfriend!

Yeah, a Vampire Girlfriend.

I got some getting used to, coming up.

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