Bella continued to talk to me and be generally nice for the next few weeks. I thought about her constantly. Always dreading that the next day she'd be as she was that first day. I wouldn't call us 'best friends' or even friends, but more like…friendly acquaintances. I really wished we were friends…or more than that. She was like a drug. Addicting. Gorgeous. And forbidden, somehow.
Something was different today. It had been raining for weeks, and when I looked out my window, it was frosted and snowy. So basically, black ice central. I'd have to drive really slowly today. Damn.
I took a quick shower. I dressed in a black tee shirt, jeans. I would be freezing. Haha, oh well. Charlie had put chains on my tires. I'd have to thank him when he came home.
I got to school safe and warm, thanks to the all mighty power of my trucks heating system. The morning went by pretty quickly. Lunch was the norm. Bella kept looking at me though. It wasn't her usual confused and frustrated look though. It was happy, content. I saw one of her siblings, Emmett; take her attention away from me, with a stern look on his face. It looked like he was lecturing her. About me.
She got angry. Her face was flushed as she stood. She left the cafeteria. I looked after her as she walked gracefully away. I looked at the faces of the people around me. They had put me on 'probation,' I guess, because I was hanging with Bella more than them. They looked at me like 'whatever.' So I left to follow her.
She was sitting outside in a corner tucked away from the rain. She looked so small and vulnerable. Her clothes were soaked through. The thin fabric stuck to her perfect curves. I shook my head. Water drops went flying everywhere. I went to sit by her side. She didn't move when I sat down, other than her hands, which tightened into a fist. Her hair covered her face. I scooted closer to her and took her in my arms. She stiffened slightly when I touched her.
We just sat there in silence. She was cold I realized. Very cold. Her skin was like ice and it penetrated through my wet clothes quickly. I shivered. She looked up through her hair.
Her eyes were black again. She was crabbier when her eyes were that ebony color. Her stare wasn't too friendly, as I figured it would be. It was angry, and sad. The anger was probably still from when she fought with her brother at lunch. I wondered why she was sad. She looked away.
"Bella…why are you sad?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.
She didn't move. I could barely feel her breathing. She sighed.
"It's…nothing. Just forget it." She sat up and left my arms. She moved her hair out of her face. God, she was an angel. She just kinda sat there thinking. I had a feeling that it was I that was bothering her.
"I'm sorry. I'll just leave." I said, sadly.I stood up to leave.
"Don't leave, Edward. It's just…my family." She said vaguely. She reached up and grabbed my hand. She looked up at me. Her stare was still black, but it was…warmer somehow.
"You know your eyes do change, quite a lot." I said, randomly, after she hadn't said anything else. Over the past weeks, her big doe eyes had changed from topaz to black, and back again. I thought I was going crazy.
"Do they now?" she said. "It's just the demon in me." She said that so quietly I thought I must have been hearing things.
"Demon? You?" I asked, tentatively.
"Shit. You weren't supposed to hear that. Don't pay any attention to me."
"That's exactly what I can't do, Bella." I said.
"Oh god. Don't say that! You should. Actually, you need to. We're dangerous." She said. I would have thought she was joking if the stern look on her face didn't tell me otherwise.
"Who's 'we'?"
"Never mind. Just forget about it!" But I couldn't. How could I? what was this 'demon' talk about? Dangerous? Changing eyes? And now that I think about it, I've never seen her eat anything before. She bought lunch, but never ate it. There was something completely messed up with this girl. Something about her wasn't….human.
"Who-What are you, Bella?"