omg it has been sooo long. this chapter suckss! Ugh, ok, so for some reason on my laptop, Microsoft Word wasnt working, so i started it on WordPad, but then it didnt save for some reason! it was so good it was godly! so i rewrote this and its pretty much crap XP but oh well. i hope you enjoyy...
"Hey Scott, I thought you wanted it to just be me and you today," I ask softly as we walk down the stairs.
"Yeah well, Emily was nagging me and I just got tired of hearing her voice. But no worries, we can always find a shoe store and ditch her," he smirks.
"Bout time you slow pokes got down here, come on let's go already!" Emily hastens our pace out of the door.
"Hey you're lucky you're even coming," Scott snaps as we get into his car.
"Jeez, what's your problem?" Emily asks with an attitude of her own, I could sense a fight a brewing and I really didn't want that, today was supposed to be a nice and relaxing day.
"Can we turn on the radio?" I ask as I buckle my seatbelt.
"Sure thing," Scott answers and the bickering siblings cease as we all zone out to the music that was playing. Hopefully I will be able to keep peace between the two as we all go shopping and what not. I sigh and lean back comfortably in the seat watching out of the window. I feel as though I should say something symbolic here. Like 'as I watch the passing trees and cars go by me, it made me realize how the world is moving on…not caring on what happens to my own world'. I feel like I should say that or something like it, but the thing is today, I feel nothing. I don't even care to realize that the world does move on no matter who dies or who isn't in school for a whole week, or who is a vampire or werewolf, the world itself simply does not care, it just revolves on and on and on. Frankly I don't care that the world doesn't care either. All I feel at the moment is an immense amount of exhaustion and carelessness, for no reason really. I slept fine last night and…well I don't really know to be quite honest. I sigh again and lean forward in my seat and put my cool palms on either side of my cheeks and apply pressure to my face as my hands move upward pushing back against my hair and moving it out of my face. I want to go home and sleep.
Funny.
When I thought of 'home'…I didn't think of my current place of residency, I didn't think of Emily's house that we used to live in, I didn't even picture my first home…I pictured the Cullen's house. I take a deep breath and shake my head. I am so weird.
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The smell of cigarettes, grilled chicken, beer, seasoned vegetables, steak, and wine intoxicate the restaurant as we look at the large menus. The waitress, extremely flirtatious with Scott, takes our orders. Emily, a salad with grilled chicken and a lemonade; at the mention of the word I could feel my taste buds react to the nonexistent sweetness of lemonade in my mouth by contracting, least it felt like they were; Scott, a stake with fries with a coke and myself, chicken parmesan.
"Can I have a lemonade as well please?" The waitress nods her dirty blonde head and takes the menus before winking at Scott.
"Slut" Emily mumbles once she leaves.
"She's cute," my brother shrugs.
"She wears way too much make up,"
"You're one to talk,"
"Are we going to do anymore shopping after we eat?" I interject for God knows how many times for this one day. Scott leans back in his booth,
"Nah, probably not, I'm beat,"
"Same" Emily yawns. It amused me to see the weariness showing in their eyes.
"So, Scott, how's things with Olivia been going?" I ask while propping my elbows on the table, I was tempted to lay my head down but I resisted.
"S'been goin, been going real good," he smirks and his green eyes disappear from the restaurant and go to a past time he had with Olivia.
"Ew God Scott, how long have you been going out for?" Emily cringes.
"A week, and we haven't done that yet,"
"Oh so you plan on staying with Olivia for a while? Long term relationship? What? Scott Stevenson? It can't be true," I mock him and he just smiles crookedly and my thoughts move to Edward and his perfect crooked smile.
"Yeah, ya know, I really like her, like a lot," he laughs which brings me back to the restaurant. I swear Edward Cullen makes me so crazy! I chuckle, it seemed to Emily and Scott that I was laughing along with them but I was really laughing at myself. Yes, Edward made me completely insane because I could never stop thinking about him but I didn't want to stop either, so it's as much my fault as it is his; I enjoyed thinking about him too much.
"Samantha, so do you really plan on drawing on the new shoes you got?" Emily asks as the waitress returns with our drinks. I nod my head and quench my thirst and desire for the yellow liquid, it was so sweet and delectable. I could practically feel it pour its way down my throat, the coldness was so refreshing. -Arrant arbitrary thought: I wonder if this is what it feels like when a vampire drinks blood-
I had bought a pair of all white, high top converses and a bunch of sharpie markers and I planned on drawing all over them.
"What do you plan on drawing?" Emily asks and I shrug my shoulders.
"Dunno, probably just a bunch of random and abstract stuff most likely," the rest of the dinner went well, there were no arguments (big ones at least) between sister and brother and we all had a good time. The three of us paid once the meal was devoured and left a mild tip for the "slut" waitress as Emily kept saying all night.
The walk back to the car was relatively long but thankfully we didn't have to carry any shopping bags since we already stashed them in the car before we went on a quest for food. The air was getting awfully chilly and I, being the intelligent person that I am, only have on my dark grey zip up sweatshirt as a coat. I looked like a hoodlum walking down the dark street with my hood up and my fists shoved deep into my pockets. It also didn't help that I was only wearing a white wife-beater (complimentary of Scott, he always gave me his wife beater tank tops that became too small for him) underneath the sweatshirt and a pair of dark blue skinny jeans and my black converses, which imprison no heat, whatsoever! I. Am. An idiot. "Ha, told ya you were gunna freeze your ass off!" Emily laughs in my face.
"Meh meh meh meh meh meh," I mimic her. Odd enough as it is, the cold weather in Alaska, doesn't bother me, at least not in the day. But at night it gets so freaking cold!
"Ahhhhhh...shiiiiitttt man…" Emily and I turn around to see Scott patting himself down.
"What?" Emily asks,
"Dude, you betta RUN. I am not standing out here forever and get hypothermia," I threaten him with empty terrorization.
"Fuuuck…" he groans and turns around and starts walking back the way we came.
"I said RUN, Scott, RUN!" I yell and I begin to walk back to the car.
"What just happened?" Emily asks as she catches up to me,
"Your dumb brother forgot the car keys," I say with clattering teeth.
"What a dumbass," she rolls her brown eyes.
We make it back to the car when we hear a loud boom coming from the dark sky above us. We look up and water just ours down onto us. Emily begins laughing hysterically as she puts up her hood on her waterproof jacket. "Super" I mumble as I lean against the car. The parking lot was empty except for Scott's truck and a two other cars parked spaciously apart. The lot is located in between a back way street and the buildings of stores and restaurants and whatnot and across from the parking lot is another, smaller back way road running perpendicular to the a little bit larger back road. The smaller road goes into the forest near by. I sigh as I begin to shiver. I hate, cold, rain.
"What the hell is taking Scott so long?" Emily whines after about twenty minutes of standing in the pouring rain. I shrug a shoulder,
"Probably talking to the waitress," I mumble as my teeth chatter. Oh my god. I roll my eyes and groan at my own stupidity. "God Emily we are so stupid, instead of standing in the rain why didn't we go into one of the stores and wait there until Scott returned?" We are silent for a moment.
"Fuck,"
"Come on," I moan as I push off of the car and start walking back to the small alleyway that we walked through.
"I can't believe we didn't think of that,"
"We're such morons," we walk to the nearest store but it's closed. I look around at all of the other stores and see that none of them have any lights on. "Emily what time is it?"
"Oh no, are all of the stores closed?" she whines.
"It looks like it. Bummer man," I say looking around the street. My eyes catch a glance of four guys walking down the street laughing boisterously. My instincts take over as a grab Emily's arm and I tug her carefully back the way we came.
"Where are we going?"
"Hush up Emily and just come with me," I say quietly.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you that unobservant?" I ask sarcastically, "Can you not see those men behind us? No, no don't look!" But she does look and I hear her take a quick intake in breath. Good thing she wasn't that dumb to not see the danger in this situation. I could smell the alcohol coming from them all the way down couple of blocks that separated us from them. "Stop staring Emily," she turns around quickly, her face was frozen in fear. "Emily how far away are they from us?"
"U-uh, l-like um, a little more than a block or so," she stutters in a small voice. No, they can't be, when I saw them they were at least five blocks away, how did they catch up to us so quickly? Surely they didn't spot us already, had they? We turn into the small alleyway that leads to the parking lot. I couldn't properly judge how far away they were because of the pounding rainfall. Once we made it to the other side of the alleyway my heart fell into my stomach when I didn't see Scott; I was hoping he was there, with the keys to the car so that we could get out of here, but he wasn't there. Crap. I pull Emily towards the car. "Samantha, they're coming closer!" she whispers, her voice cracking. I turn around when we reach the car. Crap, I gotta think, I'm not sure on what to do, come on Samantha think!
"Hey, hey," one of the guys says coming towards us, Emily cowers slightly and I straighten my stance.
"Shut it Dean," another says, I'm suspecting he's the 'leader' of the group, he looks back to us and through the curtain of rain I can barely see his dark eyes flicker up and down at Emily and I, "What are a pair of…beautiful girls like yourself doing out here in the middle of the night in the pouring rain?" he sighs the word beautiful. It wasn't the middle of the night was it? It couldn't be past 11. I chuckle,
"We couldn't find our car! Typical us to forget where we park our car," I roll my eyes also gesturing with my hand. "But if you will excuse us, we need to get to a store, we need to buy some more feminine products," I song sing, "It's so funny how we both got our periods at the same time! And we are both on a heavy cycle, its so bizarre how Mother Nature works," I chuckle again. "Like, right now, blood is just flowing from our bodies and our pants and underwear are soaked with blood, it's really gross," I laugh as I take Emily's hand and gently force our way through them, "Bye, bye," We walk away but then the leader runs up to me and puts his heavy arm around my shoulders making Emily gasp; his breath smelled atrociously like beer, but it wasn't nearly as strong as his friends' breath.
"None of the stores are open…uh…what's your name?"
"Renee, and this is Karen,"
"Nice to meet you Renee and Karen, my name is Jayson; most people just call me Jay,"
"Oh, it's nice to meet you," I smile at him. Ahhh! I don't know how to get out of this situation! Jayson stops walking making me stop as well, Emily is near by being circled by his buddies.
"Ya know, Renee, I don't really like it when girls lie to me, I know you don't have your period," he smirks and I freeze. My heart starts pounding in my chest and my breath gets caught there as well. He leans his lips to my ear, "Why do you have to lie to me?" he whispers. I react immediately when his hand goes to touch my cheek. I grab his shirt and pull him to me as my knee smashes into his groin and he doubles over. I turn and grab Emily's wrist and run, my destination was the restaurant. I get pulled back by the hood of my sweatshirt and I am thrown to the ground, I hear laughing. Someone gets on top of me and pins my wrists to the ground. I open my eyes to see Jayson smiling menacingly. "You are so lucky you didn't hit my package. I like you girl, I like you a lot, you got a lot of fight in ya, that's a major fucking turn on," I glance over and see Emily starting to get attacked by the other three guys. She's screaming as they taunt her like a poor caged animal.
"Get off!" I yell and I thrash around my body and eventually kicking him off of me. I scramble to my feet and run to Emily. I jump on the back of one of the guys and shift my weight so that we would fall backwards. He falls and I make sure to slam his head into the pavement. "Emily when you get a chance run!" I yell, getting up I run to one of the other guys and punch him in the face, drawing blood from his nose, but then I'm pushed to the ground by a punch coming from the side of my face. I tumble but get up immediately attacking whoever was coming at me. The men are cursing at me and finally I am shoved to the ground again and three of them start kicking me and punching me. All I could do is grit my teeth and curl up into a ball to try and protect myself.
"Get away from her, this bitch is mine, go handle that other one," and the other disappear from me. I stand up immediately as Jayson grabs my throat and slams me against a cold hard pole. His other hand starts ripping at my clothes, all I can hear is his insults towards me and Emily's sobbing screams. I scream in pure rage and grab Jayson's 'package' and twist making him holler out in pain. He lets go of me and I try to run to Emily but one of the other guys in the group comes to me and starts to attack me. He grabs me by my hair and throws me to the ground. "You fucking whore!" he yells
"NO SAMANTHA!!" Emily screeches in horror. I look to see her and the other three guys standing staring at me. I turn my head when I hear a loud horn and a set of headlights blind my eyes. I have flashbacks from the accident that killed Emily's parents. The giant truck's brakes screech but its no use because of the amount of water and ice on the road. I couldn't move. This is it. I'm so sorry Emily. I close my eyes and cringe away when the vehicle gets close to me and I hear a giant crash. I feel something cradle me and I press up against whatever it was. It was so hard and absolutely freezing and mixed in with all of the blood, rain, and broken car smell, I smelled a wonderful and calming wintery fresh aroma. I open my eyes to be literally nose to nose with Edward Cullen. I couldn't control my panting and I dare not let go of my death grip that I hand on his blood stained shirt. The look in his golden eyes was of confusion, anger, relief, and…agony.
"Edward…" I breathe out his name.
"SAMANTHA!!!" Emily sobs and screams. I snap out of my daze and call out for my friend but my voice gets stuck, and I try again, wiggling free of Edward's protective clutch and crawling out to the clearing. "Em-Em…Emily!" I scream finally running back to her.
"You fucking bitch! I'm going to just fucking kill you!" Jayson yells as he pushes me to the ground and stands over me. I look to my left when I hear the revving of a speeding car's engine and a silver Volvo comes flying out of no where and swerves to a stop in between Jayson and I. Edward gets out of the of the driver's side and walks right up to Jayson.
"Get in the car Samantha," Edward says in a calm low yet angered voice. I get up and limp to Emily and tug on her jacket, the men surrounding her had gone to back up Jayson. As I hasten Emily into the backseat of the car, I see the truck that would have killed me if not for Edward. Through the rain I see a green off road type of vehicle, smashed to look like it hit the car. I catch a glimpse of Alice and Emmett setting up the scene. I understand the cover up story they are trying to portray.
"Who the fuck do you think you are you little punk?" one of them sneers. I slowly and cautiously walk around the back of the car and walk up behind Edward. I hear the Cullen boy growl and hiss oh so quietly, the men don't know what to think of it. I need to be careful, I am covered in blood and Edward is a vampire, an angry vampire. Edward, let's go, I whisper in my mind as I gently and slowly place my hands around his tense bicep. He is as still as a statue but his eyes are looking at me so I plead again moving closer to him, putting my lips on his soaked jacket, inhaling his scent which gave me the courage to ignore the stares from the men. My lack of adrenaline also meant a lack of courage. I whisper in my head again, putting my forehead on his arm, sudden fear woke up within me as I replay the images of what just happened to Emily and I, and what could have happened. I also imagine what would happen to Edward if he didn't get away from all of this blood, what would happen to him and his family if his secret was exposed. So I whisper, Edward, please, willing this alluring creature to come with me, away from this place. I press against him and he swiftly turns his back to the men and shields me from them by wrapping his ice arms around me and ushering me into the driver's seat. He must not want me to pass the men to get to the passenger side of the car. I slide over the gear shift into the passenger seat and I turn around stiffly to Emily.
"Hey Emily, how are you doing?" I ask through gritted teeth, my side was in so much pain; as a matter of fact everything was hurting now. I guess my adrenaline rush kept me from feeling the pain of all of my injuries I had received.
"I-I'm ok, are you OK?" I smile at her,
"Perfectly fine," My blue eyes glance at Edward as he revs the engine and drives wildly away from the scene. "Put on your seatbelt," I instruct her, which she does so. I turn around in my seat and put my own seatbelt on. I look at Edward, his face was so angered, so furious that he was bending the wheel with his hand. I don't think he was even breathing. "Emily, open your window," I open my window as well and Edward does the same as he leans towards the breeze. My eyelids begin to feel so heavy. So now, not only is Edward a vampire, he's a vampire that can read minds. That's probably how he and Alice talked during school, but I don't think he can read my mind, only when I call out to him...with my mind that it. But does that mean that Alice can read minds as well as Edward? Maybe all vampires can read thoughts...
"Samantha," Edward calls my name in the most soothing of voices that I have ever heard; I notice his hand is on my thigh. "You must stay awake, you have several head injuries..."
"Mm," I acknowledge him, I am aware that you're not supposed to fall asleep when you have head wounds, but I didn't even realize that I had fallen asleep. Maybe I just started to drift or something...
"Samantha," Edward calls my name again while gently shaking my leg. I straighten up with a groan and face him,
"Sorry, talk to me please," all I wanted was to sleep at this point, "Where are we going?"
"The hospital,"
"...in Haines?" Edward looks at me while driving a million miles per hour, and I could not decipher his expression.
"That's correct," he says turning his hair soaked head back to the road.
"How come? Is it because your father is a doctor there?" I ask.
"Yes, I guess you could say that he is the only doctor that I trust,"
"I see," I glance over my shoulder to see Emily fast asleep and I feel a pang of jealousy, I wanted to sleep too.
"We're here," Edward says turning off the engine.
"What? How fast were you driving?"
"Pretty fast," he smirks but then it disappears when his eyes glance at my damaged body, he gets out of the car and I open my own door with some struggle, why was the door so heavy?
"Emily, wake up,"
"Hunh?" She looks around and I hear her car door open. I stand up and walk but my legs felt so weak and my head began spinning so much that I collapsed, unexpectedly into the cold, comforting arms of Edward. "Samantha I thought you said that you were fine," Emily says with concern. I try to stand but Edward won't let me. He reaches under me and picks me up bridal style without so much as a grunt or anything. He holds me away from his body and carries me into the hospital.
"Edward! What happened?" A nurse at the desk asks standing up,
"Get my father," he orders.
"Right, of course,"
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"How is she Dr. Cullen?" Darleen asks when Edward's father returns from getting the X-rays. I was in a room wearing nothing but a hospital gown and I was very uncomfortable with the entire McKellar family in the not too large room. Edward was waiting outside, or so he said he was. The doctor places the X-rays on the light thing and shows them to us. Dr. Carlisle Cullen is most likely the youngest doctor I have ever seen and definitely the most handsome one too. His skin was just as pale as Edward's and the rest of his family, and his hair was a very appealing blonde color, and last, he was a vampire; it was so obvious to me now.
"Well, as you can see here, she has two fractured ribs," he indicates with his pen, "as well as a sprained wrist. These are the only serious injuries that she has, there was nothing wrong with her skull and no internal bleeding of any kind. Most of her other injuries are just bruises, cuts and scraps." Darleen sighs in relief and puts her hand over her chest,
"Oh thank the Lord Almighty,"
"But I would like to keep her over night, just to be sure nothing develops,"
"Oh, um, I don't know, Ron? How do you feel about this?" Darleen asks and he shrugs,
"Well, it's up to the kid, she's old enough to make these types of decisions," I have grown to like Ron. He's an interesting fellow once you get to know him. He loves to play chess, so we play all the time. I haven't been able to beat him at all, but he's said that I am the best competitor out of everyone else he's played in his family.
"If it's what the doctor recommends, I should probably do it," I say. Dr. Cullen hands me my bag of ice from the night table,
"Keep icing that black eye," I nod and take the bag placing it delicately on my right eye.
"Samantha would you like us to stay? Would you like me to stay? Or maybe one of us?" Darleen asks in such a worrying mother's tone.
"No, I'll be fine, thank you,"
"Alright then, I guess we should leave now, let her get some rest?" Carlisle nods his head as the whole clan shuffles out of the door.
"Uh, Dr. Cullen," I call for him before he leaves me alone. He turns around, "Can I ask you a personal question?" I bite my lip and look away, I am sure that the entire Cullen family knows of my type of questions, so I decide to play it as if the question is embarrassing for me. The doctor shuts the door and walks to the side of my bed.
"What is your question Samantha?"
"Uhm, well I wanted to know if you would thank Edward, Emmett and Alice for me?" I continue before he can get out of listening to what I have to say. "I know Emmett didn't sacrifice his car for Emily or me, I know he did it for Edward, to keep Edward safe. And I also just wanted to let you know that...well that I know what you are, and you don't have to worry, I'm not gunna tell. You don't seem to want to…uh hurt any of the humans since well you don't eat...or drink? Humans...yeah, so um..."
"Samantha..." he hesitates for a long time before speaking again, "Get some sleep, I'll wake you up when it's time to take some more of your medication, and Alice will visit," he smiles making me smile in turn.
"OK"
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A cold hand touches my cheek and my eyes open to see the smallest of the Cullen family. "Alice!" I sit up to hug her, but I sit up a little too quickly.
"Don't hurt yourself, please?" she asks while hugging me gently. I look around when she releases me to see every member of the Cullen Family: Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Carlisle, Esme, and Edward.
"OK, so let's get down to business," Emmett says clapping and rubbing his hands together, "Tell us what you know," Edward was leaning against the wall a little off of Emmett's shoulders and I see Edward roll his eyes, reading Emmett's mind perhaps? "Depending on what and how much you know will determine if we need to kill you," Emmett smirks a dangerous smirk that could only be done by a dangerous vampire.
"Samantha, why are you smiling?" Jasper asks in a softer voice than Emmett's.
"Hm?" I look to Jasper who is standing behind Alice, "I'm happy I guess," I smile at him. I look back to Edward when I hear him chuckle to himself,
"Even after Emmett threatened to kill you?" he raises an eyebrow and so I shrug my shoulders.
"Come on, come on, I'm getting impatient," I can't help but laugh at Emmett.
"Well, I know that you are all vampires...or at least not human, am I right?" I look to Alice who is smiling,
"Yes! How did you figure it out?" she asks, this was just a complete game to her.
"Uhm, well, when I first came here, I went into the woods because my two dogs needed to go to the bathroom. Fabio had gotten away from me and so I went in search of him. That was when Edward attacked me..." I say glancing at him. He moves from the wall to the foot of the hospital bed,
"You remember that?" he asks.
"Yes...how could I not? You thought I'd forgotten?"
"Yes, actually. I would think that after something like that happened, when we were in the cafeteria you would have stood up and screamed or been in fear, or...well not act the way you did around me, it seemed as if you...forgot; or you repressed the memory,"
"No," I say tilting my head while curiously wondering why Edward would think that I could ever repress any memory of him, "No,"
"So what you're telling us is based off of that one event, you deduced that we are all vampires?" Rosalie questions me with a glaring or skeptical eyes...I wasn't quite sure actually.
"Oh no, that was like, the main thing, I guess. But I do believe it was on Halloween when Adam was giving his presentation on vampires it made me realize that you guys were vampires."
"How on earth did his presentation make you come to that realization?" Alice asks outrageously, "None of what he said was true about vampires,"
"Well," I scratch my right eye and flinch since I had forgotten that my eye was bruise; Edward hands me a bag of ice, "where did you get this from?" I ask.
"The ice machine..."
"Oh...thank you, anyway it was actually after the presentation when he said the word 'bloodsuckers' and that made me realize and it's because Christian mumbled that under his breath when Alice returned the ID tags to me. Christian also kinda growled like a dog. And is Christian and Jacob Black werewolves? Because like, he hates you guys and you all seem to kind of dislike him, his body temperature is extremely high while all of yours is really low. Also it was kind of obvious since you're never in school on sunny days, you are all beautifully perfect, perfect pale skin, the same changing color eyes, the way you never eat at school, how Fabio was like in love with you guys, how Jorgette hated you and Christian, and more recently how Edward stopped that truck and saved me," I ramble breathlessly; Alice giggles and Jasper smiles.
"So what are we going to do about her?" Rosalie asks getting impatient.
"Oh and I'm not gunna tell anyone, not even Emily. No one needs to know. I mean, this is selfish but I've grown attached to all of you. Also it's not like you...prey on humans. Because if you did what other reason would you have while being in the woods?" I indicate my question to Edward. "And what would be the point in trying to pass off as humans if you just kill them?" I ask my other question with a yawn.
"I think we should get going now and deliberate as a family," Carlisle says, "Samantha get some rest, and I will be back in the morning to check on your condition," he says with a smile while gesturing his family out of the hospital room. I watch Edward curiously as he just stands in place leaning on the metallic end bar of the bed with his hands; he stares gently back at me. "Edward," Dr. Cullen places a hand on his son's shoulder,
"Alice knows my views on the subject," he says without breaking his gaze from me but with a twitch of a smile.
"Aw that's so not fair that Edward gets to stay and I don't, I befriended her first!" Alice complains while hugging me.
"You're staying?" I ask just as Alice shuts the door. I possessed an odd sensation in my stomach as now I am very well aware that Edward and I were alone, completely alone together. Another thing that added to this sensation in my stomach and the heavy beats of my heart was that Edward seemed different; as if the wall he built between us was suddenly no longer there.
"Yes," he says, nearly a whisper, with a dazzling crooked smile.
"So does that mean you don't hate me?" Edward's eyebrows come together in frustration.
"No, I don't hate you, I never did, I feel quite the opposite actually," Edward comes and takes the chair and places it quietly next to the bed I was in.
"Could have fooled me," I purse my lips together and arch an eyebrow which only makes him sigh out a laugh but his eyes still looked troubled. "How come you...appeared to hate me, or strongly dislike, whatever," Edward closes his eyes and sighs before looking at me again.
"You need to understand what I am in order to understand my previous actions towards you,"
"You're a vampire,"
"Don't say it as if it is nothing, Samantha!" Edward raises his voice angrily at me.
"How would you like me to say it then, Edward? Would you like me to say it in a small frightened voice?" I raise my voice back at him. "I am not afraid of you or the rest of your family. So if I am not afraid I'm not going to act afraid!" I shake my head at him. Underneath my sudden...I wouldn't call it anger towards Edward, but my sudden sternness; I was very pleased that I was seeing who the real Edward Cullen was.
"You are not afraid." he states in a menacing manner. "You are not afraid that your overly powerful and unique aroma might crack my self control and before you would even realize I would be drinking the delicious blood from your neck and you would be dead," he states again, leaning closer to my face while ever so slightly showing his perfect teeth. That's not a bad way to go actually, but I dare not say this out loud to Edward, it would upset him more than he is now. But all I do is shrug my shoulders and look at the wall in front of me.
"Death isn't a stranger to me." Boy am I a good conversation killer.
"Edward, what did you mean by my 'overly powerful and unique aroma'?" I lean back on the pillows more and look to his face contorted in with his own thoughts. He finally comes back to the reality of the hospital and he leans back in his chain, his expression becomes calmer.
"Humans have different scents, flavors if you will," the corner of my mouth twitches into a half, amused smile, and Edward notices it but he continues, "some scents are sweet, others are more sour, some are dull while others are more...vibrant. Your natural perfume is like nothing I have ever smelled before in all my years of living. You see, whenever I smell a delightful smell of blood, my throat burns for me to quench the thirst and it is extremely painful, but we are capable of managing it; to a certain degree," he explains while idly twiddling with the edge of the blanket that covered me. "That night in the forest my brothers and I were hunting, and while we hunt, we turn ourselves over to our senses and instincts as vampires. I had caught wind of your marvelous scent and it attracted me to you. If it wasn't for Alice and Carlisle, you would have been..."
"Dead." So it Alice and Carlisle were the white blurs that stopped Edward from killing me.
"Yes, dead...I've been wanting to apologize for that incident for some time now..."
"Why?" I ask him. He looks at me as if I had just asked a question that had the world's most obvious answer. "There's no reason for you to apologize. It was an accident and as you said your instincts and senses had control over you, it was just natural. It's not as if you were like, oh look there's Samantha Hunter, I am going to kill her for the sport of it. You were...feeding," I chuckle quietly. Edward shakes his head dismissing my laughter,
"But I could have killed you. Samantha you could have died,"
"I could have, rather I should have died many times before this, and I should have died when that truck was coming my way but I didn't. Edward, there's something about me that you should know: I am a magnet for death. Death follows me where ever I go and affects the people I love. I've been waiting for Death to finally take me ever since I was seven..." The Cullen Vampire is silent while starring at me with curious eyes.
"What do-"
"It's a story for another time," I quickly wave off his words, "Tell me, what do I smell like?" I ask completely intrigued with this question of mine. I wanted to get in as many questions as I possibly could because my eye lids were beginning to feel heavy. Edward sighs and closes his eyes.
"Do you really want to know?" He asks with a defeated attitude.
"If I didn't I wouldn't have asked," I smile playfully at him causing him to sigh again but this time with a small smile of his own. Edward closes his eyes again and inhales (most likely my scent) deeply, before opening them again.
"You have a very peculiar scent. Your blood smells so sweet yet spicy; quite a delicious combination. It also smells, like something new, new to this place, very exotic. Your blood even has a feminine quality to it,"
"...'feminine quality'?" I repeat not understanding what he meant.
"Mm-hm, that night it the forest, the wind had barely carried your aroma to me, I must have been a few miles away and I could just tell that you were a female,"
"Oh, I see,"
"Not only does your blood have a feminine quality, it also has a very...unusual, amount of, sensuality in the scent,"
"Ah," I wasn't quite sure on what to say after that. It made my heart pleasantly nervous but it made my stomach soar uncomfortably with butterflies. "So uh, do I smell like that to everyone, well all vampires that is,"
"Relatively, yes. Only, your scent is most potent to me, it...affects me more than the others,"
"So, being around me...is causing you pain?" My voice wavered ever so slightly, which, if I was with anyone but Edward, would have gone unnoticed. "You know since you said that your throat begins to burn..." I look to the wall that is in front of me. I didn't want Edward to be in pain, the thought, well the thought of Edward in pain killed me inside a little. I didn't understand why I was feeling this way either. Nothing was making sense to me anymore.
"No," he whispers and I can hear the smile in his voice, I close my eyes and turn to him with a small smile of my own.
Edward places a cold hand on my own warm one; the cool sensation was such a feather touch I barely felt it. "Liar," I whisper right back to him looking into his impossibly golden eyes. His smile widens crookedly and he laughs; it sounded as light as air to me.
"Only half," seeing him like this made me giggle. "It causes me some physical pain, yes, but it also gives me pleasure, it's…difficult to explain." He says, never breaking eye contact with me.
"Oh, before I forget, how did you, Alice and Emmett know that Emily and I were in trouble?" I ask while yawning.
"That's a story for another day," he smiles.
"So there will be other days…" I say giving him a tired but stern eye. The youngest Cullen son cocks his head to the side but then realizations spreads on his facial expression.
"Yes, Samantha," he chuckles, "there will be, now gets some rest, you need it,"
"But I wanna ask more questions," I can't help but whine slightly even though I did actually want to go to sleep. Edward smiles and watches me settle into the hospital bed.
"Tomorrow, Samantha, tomorrow," I can't help but smile and close my eyes. "Sweet dreams," he whispers.