I sat facing her, utterly shocked. Did she know what she was asking of me? Could she really want this? I shook my head. It was absolutely crazy. It would never work. Not in a million years. I wouldn't allow it.
"You don't know what you are asking of me." I said, pleading with her. "You cannot even begin to fathom the consequences of this action."
She held herself against the wall. No emotion on her face except her eyes were sharp now, staring down at me.
"You mean you can't fathom the consequence of this action Edward. This just isn't about you, is it? You drug me into this the day you stepped into my dying grandma's hospital room. Why couldn't you just have stayed away? You weren't happy to just break her heart? Why not break her granddaughters heart as well? Make it a family event. Make me fall in love with you, knowing this sort of thing was possible. You gave me no warning! You gave me no choice but to fall in love with you, you bastard." Her words cut through me like acid. Her voice was loud now, I was scared her neighbors would hear.
"Emilia, please. It doesn't have to be like this." I started to get up and she held up her hand to stop me.
"Yes, Edward, it does have to be like this." She was fuming. Her face was red, and her heart was jumping in her chest. "Why the fuck don't you just leave NOW. Maybe you can come back in fifty-seven years and try to seduce my granddaughter?" She spat the words at me fiercely, I could see the hate in her eyes.
"I'm not running off with you to hide away from a bunch of crazy vampire killers and I'm sure as hell not letting you turn me into some monster that has to hide from the sun and drinks blood. I'm using my third option. I'm throwing your ass to the curb." She inhaled sharply and threw back her shoulders, getting carried away with herself.
"You can throw me out, but that won't keep them away. They won't care that you've broken up with me. And I will not leave you alone, a target for them." I rose off the couch now and walked to her.
"You can't just wish me away Emilia. I won't go away quite so easily." I softly murmured to her.
"I can wish you away and you will leave me alone Edward. I don't want to see you ever again. Do you understand me? If I catch even one glimpse of you out of the corner of my eyes I will..." her voice trailed off as she searched for the right threat to backup her claim.
I walked closer now, calling in her bluff. "What would you do Emilia? How could you possibly hurt me anymore then you're doing right now?" I leaned down so my face was right in front of hers. I let my cool breath sweep over her.
"Don't try to seduce me with your scent. I'm over it. I'm over you. Get out. If you don't get out, I will leave." She stared back at me, defiantly, not backing down.
"I would just follow you." I said softly, placing one hand on the wall and leaned in closer.
She flashed me a look so full of hate, it threatened to knock me backwards. How could she stare at me with such hate? When I knew the love she felt for me was there?
She screamed and started to pummel my chest with blows that I barely felt even though I was sure she was hitting me as hard as she could.
"Get out! I don't want you anymore! What fucking part of don't want you anymore do you not get?"She began yelling in a fevered pitch now, her hands hitting my chest and my face, I felt nothing. I grabbed her hands, I didn't want her to hurt herself.
That only further enraged her and she threw everything she had at me. "GET OUT! Damn it! Why won't you fucking listen to me? GET OUT."
I let go of her hand and backed away from her. I threw up my hands in surrender.
"Fine. OK. I'm leaving. But I'm only leaving your apartment. I will be right outside, watching your apartment." I said.
She screamed again and rushed toward me, trying to push me out the door.
"I don't want you outside my apartment watching me like some sick psycho monster. GO!"
I watched her unleash herself upon me like a wild animal. Her cruel words lashing out like a whip. I felt each lash as she yelled at me, driving me further back towards the door.
Someone was knocking on the door and I looked at Emilia with a final pleading look. Her face held so much hate for me. I opened the door to a short older man. He peered past me, seeing Emilia. He looked up at me.
"Is everything alright here?" he asked briskly, sharply. "Ms. Steele, do you need me to call someone?"
"No, that's OK, Jim. My friend was just leaving."
I looked down at the puny man. I could crush him so easily in my hands...
"Is that true sir? Are you leaving like Ms. Steele says?" He was looking at me now, trying to look menacing.
I sighed and rolled my eyes. I turned around to Emilia. "We can talk more about this when you have calmed down and thought things over. Don't be so rash in your judgment to let me go. I love you."
I cleared my throat at the little man blocking the door.
He stepped aside and I pushed past him. Not looking back.
