Okay, so here is what was meant to be the end of the last chapter, so again short. Well I see it as two short chapters close together or one long chapter with a longer wait for the next anyway. And I forgot to say what we already know in the last chapter, which is that I don't own twilight. Especially this chapter where some words were taken directly from the book.

I didn't sleep well that night. My dreams reminded me of the car incident where I freaked more over the doctor then what had happened. His cold touch. Pale skin. My subconscious kept giving me more proof, that I didn't want.

Thursday came pretty quickly after that. My mind kept telling me which I refused to except and I avoided Edward. He seemed to understand where my mind was and he left me alone with a scarred look on his face the whole time.

Jess had agreed to drive us into Port Angelus for shopping. I was in the back with Angela, while Lauren got the front. Not that I minded. I didn't pay much attention to their mindless chatter anyway.

Jessica drove faster than Charlie, so we made it there by 4pm.

I watched as my friends tried on gorgeous dress after silky dress. Finally my envy got the better of me, so I made the not really excuse of going to the book store. I really did need a new book.

Angela was the only one who actually seemed upset at my leaving.

I couldn't find any sort of book store for a couple of blocks. By then I was on the outskirts of town. I spent probably ten minutes in the store. I held two books as I walked towards the counter. After I paid I walked outside and really looked at the books I had in my hand.

"Shit." I muttered. I had read the blurb while looking for books, but my mind had been elsewhere. Now that I really looked at the books, it showed where my mind had been. I'd picked up two vampire love stories.

I stuffed them in my over sized bag and made by way back towards the restraint we'd agreed to meet at.

As I walked I noticed how dark it had gotten. Had I really been in there that long? I thought it had only been ten minutes. Gee it got dark quickly.

A chill rang down my spine. I recognised it as that feeling of being followed. I got it quite often but normally it just resulted in staring people. Now, with most people off the street I had the awful feeling that wasn't the case.

I quickened my pace. If it was a hunter I was as good as dead here. I needed light. Though if I only had darkness to play with then I could fly, it just wouldn't be that easy. I was in a t-shirt after all.

I walked a little faster, nearly at a jog. I listened to the footsteps behind me, still at a steady pace.

I thought they'd backed off until I was met with two more guys in front of me. I turned to find myself trapped. How did I end up down an alleyway?

"Shit, shit, shit." I muttered again. I threw my bag at their feet hoping that was what they wanted. But they just walked over it, forward towards me.

I would have ripped my top of right then and there, to expose my wings, if I didn't think it would encourage them. I tried hard to remember the other warnings mum had given me about escaping hunters, besides the obvious 'run'. But at a time like this, run was all I could think of.

I kept backing up till my back hit a wall. More like I squashed me wings and yelped.

The men stopped and started laughing at me. They'd be sorry in a moment when I flew away. But their laughter was cut short by a car wising around the corner. It came to an abrupt halt nearly on top of some of the guys toes, not that I would have minded.

They all stared, myself included, as Edward stepped out of the car. If I wasn't in shock I would have kick one of my attackers in the nuts.

"Get in the car." Edward hissed. I would have been scarred if he'd been looking at me, but none the less I ran around the still shocked guys and got into the car.

I watched through the window as Edward further approached the men. When they actually backed up he turned and got back into the car.

He gave one last menacing look before swinging the car around and back onto the now busy night-life street.

He took a deep unsteady breath before addressing me. "Put your seat belt on." He commanded without taking his eyes off the road.

I did as he said. I watched him carefully. His face showed so many emotions it was like he was battling with himself.

"Are you okay?" I asked unsure.

"No." He said promptly.

I kept watching his face, watching his eyes having this continuous battle. Suddenly he stopped the car. I looked around but couldn't much. There was no lighting from any buildings so I assumed we weren't in town anymore.

"Bella?" He broke the silence.

"Yes?" My voice ruugh.

"Are you all right?" He still wasn't looking at me, but the fury on his face seemed to be growing.

"Yes." I nearly whispered.

He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Distract me please."

"I'm sorry, what?"

He let out his breath sharply. "Just go on about anything until I've calmed down." He continued, closing his eyes.

"Um." Might as well get it over with. "I'm a fairy."

His eyes snapped open in surprise but didn't look at me yet. Maybe he thought I was just going on about nothing.

"Yeah," I said playing along "I lead a double life where I get to fly around at night and attend school during the day. It gets quite tiring. There blue with a hint of purple swirls that light up like a Christmas tree in the sun. And that's why I moved to Forks." I finished, smiling, hoping today wouldn't be the day I had to explain all of that.

He gave a short laugh as he lowered his hand. "You're kidding right?"

I just shrugged. "You said to distract you."

"Yeah."

"So, better?" I asked.

"Not really."

I wait a little watching him. He didn't move. His eyes stayed on the front even though we weren't moving.

"What's wrong?" I finally asked in a wisper.

"Sometimes I have a problem with my temper." He whispered back. "But it wouldn't do me any good to go back and tear those..." He stopped closing his eyes again. "At least that's what I'm trying to convince myself."

"Oh." Was all I could say.

We waited a little while until he opened his eyes again. That's when I looked at the clock on the shiny dashboard of his car.

"Shit." I muttered again for the fifth time that night. "The girls will be getting worried." Well at least some of them will be, I thought to myself.

Edward silently started the car and head back into town.