Author Note: so heres chapter 9. I don't like it very much, but after writing it over four times I gave up. The next chapter is pretty good. If you review I'll put it up faster. Ill tell you this much. Bella gets kidnapped and it isn't by vampires or hamans. R&R! Please!
Chapter 9
Car ride
My heart had finally decided it was time to calm down and the banging in my ears quieted. I could now hear that Edward had put some music on. I knew that it was classical but I couldn't place it. I recognized it as one of my favorites.
"Who is this?" I asked
"Debussy. Why?" he asked without even looking from the road.
"Well, he is one of my favorites. I just couldn't think of his name." I replied.
"Really?! I would never if thought that you would be someone you likes classical not to mention Debussy." He said. He looked over and his eyes met mine. When he had a look of wonder on his face, he looked really cute. My face heated up and, thank god, my phone beeped so I could look down. It was a text message from Angela.
So…..has he kissed u yet? JK
Ur dad says B careful or he'll kll u nd ur Eddie.
Jacob says hi :3
"I'm gunna kill her." I whispered. I could barely hear myself so how could he? Oh. Vamp. That explains it.
"Now why would you do that?" his voice thoroughly mixed with concern.
"Why don't you look for yourself?" I said, handing him the phone. He took it from my hand careful, not to touch me. After a second, he started laughing. He was about to reply fro me, but I swiped the phone from him. He looked at me with one eyebrow raised. "I don't need any other rumors starting. This is Angela we're talking about." I stated. He just shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the road. I figured that it would be best not to answer Angela. When I looked back at him I saw something on his hand. "Edward, what's on your hand?" he looked at me surprised. He looked at his hand on the steering wheel and quickly licked it off. I just looked out my window like nothing happened.
I knew what it was. It was blood. I tried to keep the terrifying thoughts from my mind but they came anyways. Whose was it? Does his mood resemble those of who he drained? That last word almost did it. I almost lost it. At that moment, the though of jumping out of the car on the free way sounded real nice. I held the sides of the seat so tight my hands hurt. 'I will not jump out of this car!' I yelled at my self. When I had control of my thoughts, I released my hold on the seat. My hands felt exceedingly stiff. I was stretching my hands in my lap when he finally spoke. The break of silence made me jump slightly but I don't think he saw.
"What are you thinking about?" I looked over and into his eyes. Bad Idea. I could see all the worry and curiosity in them. I tried to look away but they acted like a truth serum, sucking the truth from my lips.
"I was thinking about you eyes from the night….." I stopped. I couldn't say it. Completing that sentence would take the life out of me.
"I attacked you." He finished, sorrow plating every word.
"You even said it yourself, you weren't 'you' and I believe you. I'm still her aren't I?" I argued.
"You're here right now because of my brother. He got to me just in time. Other wise you would be dead." He said. The harsh tone in his voice scared me. we sat there for a minute. There was that eerie silence in the air until he spoke. "Why do you believe me?"
"Because I do. Your eyes, just like all men, tell if you telling the truth and that's all I need to know." I replied with such confidence I scared my self. I mean I was talking to a vampire here. I could almost swear that I heard his jaw click when it fell open.
"That's it? No questions?" he asked. His voice and face were lathered in surprise.
"I never said I didn't have questions. I'm just not going to ask them." I kept looking straight ahead because I knew that if I looked at him he would probably have a very serious look on his face. I looked over anyway, just to find that I was completely wrong. He had the cutest puppy I had ever seen. I almost told him until I thought about how much it would hurt him. "Nope. Not asking. You can ask me questions though. And you have perfected the puppy face. I said with a smile. He looked at me and stuck out his tongue and I laughed.
"Ok, fine. Who was that boy in your house this afternoon?" I looked at him in confusion. Why would he talk about him with such disgust?
"Oh! Him. He's my dad's, friends, son. I've never met him before." I shrugged my shoulders. We had finally pulled up into the parking lot. I couldn't read the name of the restaurant. It was French or something. He parked the car and before my hand even touched the door handle, he was opening the door. We walked up to the door and a man in a strange outfit opened it. I wonder how much of his pay is just for having to look ridiculous. We were led to our table and ordered our drinks. I couldn't take the silence so I probed him on. "You still have free reign with the questions you know."
"That's right. Oh I got one." He said with a playful glint in his eyes, "Who else have you dated. And I don't just mean in Forks." He leaned on the table with his eyes on my face.
"Uh…………….. No one. That's the truth. I wasn't very popular in phoenix. I just was never one of those people. Sorry. Not very juicy huh?" I couldn't believe how easy it was to open up to him. Our drinks arrived and I drank mine down I five seconds flat. I didn't realize I was that thirsty. He pushed his drink towards me with a look that said; ha ha I though ahead of you. The waitress would have fallen on to our table if it weren't for the fact that she would probably be fired for it. I ordered some ravioli and he didn't get anything, of course. He just asked me random questions like my favorite color or what my mom was like. With all the random questions, dinner sped by pretty fast. Before I knew it, we were leaving and I was back in the car. We were passing the high school already so I must have been sleepy and wasn't paying attention. We had pulled into my drive way. Before I got out I had to ask him something. "Do you believe what I said to you? The day before you came over my house? I know you think it would be dangerous for me but I still wonder if you even care." He looked at me and his face held so many emotions it was confusing.
"Bella, I do care about what you said and yes your right. It would be dangerous. But it doesn't mean I don't love you back. I shouldn't though. You could get seriously hurt." His eyes held concern that made me melt inside. I opened my door and walked over to his side were the window was open. I bent down, careful not to be too close, I knew it was already hard for him to resist, and said; "Edward Cullen, I love you. Vampire or not, I love you. There. It's now formal." I turned and walked towards the door. Right before I reached the door I heard the car door close. I turned around and he was standing right in front of me.
"Isabella Marie Swan, I love you, fragile as you are. I love you and will always protect you." He finished with his head right in font of mine. He held my face in his hands and stared into my eyes. He brought his face close to mine and kissed me. It was so gentle. Maybe he really did love me and I wasn't dreaming. When he pulled away his eyes were soft and caring. He walked back to the car and before I knew it he was gone. I had to check. Nope, I wasn't dreaming. The pain I had just given myself from pinching my arm proved it. I was so happy that I screamed and Charlie came running out. He just started laughing when I told him I had just checked to see if I was dreaming and that I was celebrating because it was real. I was so happy; I tripped on every step on my way upstairs.