AN:...So.

I'm an awful person for not updating Friday, or Saturday (at least, in Canada). So hopefully, to make up for it, this one is extra super long! I'd write two chapters, but I have homework to finish. Hopefully you'll forgive me.

And I got my laptop back! YAY!

Anyways, in this chapter, Melody tells Edward what she knows. But will she tell all she knows? 0_0

DISCLAIMER: Me:Can I have Edward?

Stephenie Meyer:No

Me:Why?

Stephenie:Cause Twilight belongs to me.

I couldn't have put it better myself, Miss Meyer.

Enjoy, my peeps.

I turned a bit in my seat. "Alright, hang tight, cause I have a lot of questions."

Edward gave me a tight smile. "Go ahead, then."

"You told me that you knew that I had turned the wrong way. How? I doubt which direction I took would be in Erica's mind," I began.

Edward hesitated a bit, unsure what to say. I couldn't help it. I got frustrated with him. "Edward, I'm not getting any younger here."

He caved. "I followed your scent, okay?"

I nodded understanding. "That's all wanted to know. Is my perfume really that strong? I hope you like sweet pea."

Edward chuckled softly. "Bella, you don't smell like sweet pea. You smell like," He thought for a second. "Freesias. You smell like freesias."

"Is that a flower?" I'd always wondered what they were. I mean, I always assumed they were some kind of flower.

Edward nodded. "Yeah, they are. Next question?"

"How does the mind reading thing work? Can everyone in your family do it?" That would not be a good thing. I mean, then they would know that I thought Rosalie would kill me the second she got, the fact that Jasper only wanted to suck me dry, the fact that Emmett just scared the pants off of me, and Alice just being so mischievous and small that it was kinda scary.

Edward shook his head. "No, only I can do it. And I can't hear anyone, anywhere. I have to be around them. That's what I assumed when your friend Erica's thoughts were so cloudy. And, if the persons 'voice' is more familiar, I can hear them from farther away. It's kind of like being in a crowded hallway hearing murmuring. But when I focus on someone, then I can hear their thoughts."

"Why is it that you can't hear me?" I asked. I knew that I was a shield; I knew it from the second I saw Edward Cullen looking at me funny on the first day of school.

"I don't know. Maybe your mind just doesn't work the same way as everyone else. Like you're on the AM frequency and I'm only getting FM."

"I'm just different, I guess. Am I crazy?"

"You're crazy? I hear voices inside my head, and you think you're crazy?" He laughed again. Seriously. The guy must be bipolar. "Don't worry about it. It's just my theory. Which brings us back to you."

Okay, this was it. But how did you work your way into these kinds of things? How did you tell someone you knew that they were a vampire?

I needed to buy some time, even if i wa's just a few minutes. Oh, would you look at the time? Looked like it was time for me to scream at his driving.

"HOLY CROW, EDWARD! SLOW DOWN!"

"What's wrong, Bella?" He said, not slowing down.

"What's wrong? You're driving at 120 hours a mile or something!Are you really that eager to get rid of me?"

Edward looked at me confused. "No, Bella, of course not. I always drive like this, and I've never gotten a ticket." He tapped his forehead. "I've got a built in radar."

"What happened to me attracting catastrophes? What if a deer came into our way?" He would most likely try to not eat it, of course.

"Good point. I'll slow down." Slow down? He was driving 80!

"That's your slow?"

Edward nodded. "Now, enough about my driving. What's your theory? You're usually so eager to share them."

Eager? "The thing is, I have no idea where to start. It's been an interesting couple of months." Actually a couple of years, but that information was probably not needed.

"Well, is there a source? A book, maybe?"

He was piecing it together too fast. "Yeah, a book. And a movie. And a friend I made last Saturday at La Push -Jacob Black."

"Does that have to do with anything? Or is it a diversion again?"

"Oh, no, it has to do with this. Jacob lives with his father in La Push. When I was there on Saturday, Jacob and I took a walk by the water, and he told me a few legends." I say. "One of them was about..." Oh my God, this was it...

"About?" Edward urged me.

"About...about..." I couldn't help but mumble.

"Bella, spit it out already!"

He was so pushy. "Vampires, alright?" I blurted. "He told me a legend about vampires." Whoa. That was easier than I thought.

Edward went calm. Like, scary calm, to the point where he was rigid. "And you instantly thought of me?"

Who else would I think of? "No. Jacob kinda mentioned you and your family. He thought it was an insane superstition. He told me one about werewolves, or rather, shape-shifters, too. And before you lash out, don't. I tricked it out of him."

"Why?"

"Because stupid Lauren tried to piss me off by making fun of you, and this annoying guy there said that 'The Cullen's don't come here'." I made Sam's voice really haughty and phony, I even puffed out my chest to show how big and arrogant he was. "So I threw a rock at his head, and got the reason why out of Jacob."

Edward laughed, then said, "Tricked him? How?"

I smirked at him. "I tried using your 'dazzling' thing. I thought that it was awful, but it did the trick," I said proudly.

"And the book sources?"

Ease into this one, try to control your inner fangirl, I commanded myself. "Well, I've read a few vampire books this past year. Remember after the whole van thing? I told you I had a few people that would believe me? Yeah, Erica is one of those people. My sister is also one of them." I took a deep breath. "I did some research, too, but the websites were kinda weird. But eventually, I..." I paused for dramatic affect. Didn't I ever tell you I wanted to be an actress?

"You what?" Edward pressed.

I took another deep breath. "I decided I couldn't care less if you were a human or not, and steeled myself to deal with whatever happened. Even if that included a thirst for blood."

Here it comes... "IT DOESN'T MATTER?"...there it was!

I shook my head like a five year old. "Nope. The way I see it is that I am Bella Swan, and you are Edward Cullen." Even if not all of that statement was true.

"You don't care if I'm a monster?! IF I'M NOT HUMAN?!" His voice went two octaves higher.

I groaned. "I thought that you would have a temper tantrum! This is why I didn't tell you in the restaurant! This isn't a big deal, Edward." Seriously, dude. You weren't five, you're 108, start acting your age.

"I'm glad to know what you're thinking. Even if you're thinking very insane thoughts."

"Edward Cullen, I am NOT someone you mess with! I am NOT wrong. You are a blood sucking, non-aging, sun-avoiding vampire!" I stated.

"That wasn't what I was referring to. The whole 'I couldn't care less if I was human' thing, that's what I was referring to."

"Well, I really don't. But since fiction is different from fact, I am curious about the fact part."

"You want all the gory details?" Edward wondered in a mock angry voice.

I made a 'thinking it over' look. "Hmm, well, maybe not all of them. Do you have fangs? An aversion to the sun? To make a person a vampire, do you have them drink your blood?" I was actually referring to the vampires in the book "The Vampire Stalker", but I wanted to see the look on his face and the reaction that he gave me.

"No, yes, and what?" He said, answering all of my questions. "I don't sleep in a coffin, either. I don't sleep at all, in fact. No fangs at all, and I'm slightly adverse to the sun."

"And, I know the answer, but your diet is what?" I asked a bit nervously.

Edward took my nervousness for fear. "Don't worry, you're not in any kind of danger. I hunt animals, not humans."

I snapped my fingers, as if remembering something right at that second. "Yeah, Jacob said something about that too. The Quileutes made a treaty with your family because you guys weren't like regular vampires, but they still didn't want you around in case of a slip up or something."

Edward sighed. "The Quileutes have a very long memory."

I gave him a look. "They're legends, Edward. They're meant to be passed down and remembered."

He chuckled a bit. "Don't let that satisfy you. They are right to keep their distance. We're still dangerous. You're in more danger than you could ever be right now."

I rolled my eyes. "Edward, this is me we're talking about. I could be in danger on an escalator." Then I added, "I can't help it. You want me to walk home?" I wondered, moving my hands towards my seat belt.

Edward's fast hand stopped mine. "No! No, Bella, of course not. But you have to promise me something right now," he continued without letting me answer. "Don't go into the woods alone."

"And why not?" This time I cut him off without him answering. "Are there evil vampires out there waiting for me?" On the inside I was screaming "YES YOU FREAKING IDIOT!"

"Not quite, but close. They're more dangerous than I am."

I changed the subject. "So last weekend, you weren't camping, were you?"

Edward gave me a mischievous smile and said, "Nope. I was hunting." He got this glint in his eye. "Scared yet?"

"Hunting? What were you hunting? Or am I allowed to guess?" I wondered.

Edward slightly chuckled, as if I'd never get it right. "Go ahead, guess."

"Mountain lions," I said without hesitation.

He chuckled even more. "Lucky guess."

Actually, luck had nothing to do with it.

"Do you always hunt a lot? Or can you go for a while without hunting?" I questioned.

"I don't have to hunt very often, but I feel like it's easier to be around you if I do. I'm not as thirsty if I do. I didn't want to leave, of course, but I felt that it was needed."

I threw my hands up. "Well, I'm so sorry I'm hard to be around. It's not like it's my fault. Why didn't you want to leave if I smell too good?"

"I feel...anxious...being away from you. Looks like for a good reason, too. I don't know what would have happened to you if I wasn't there today. I don't see how you made it through the weekend in one piece," he gave me a once over. "Well, almost in one piece."

I looked down to see what he was referring to, when I stopped at my knees. "Oops, yeah. I kinda fell at La Push."

Edward made a 'tut-tut' sound. "Bella, I thought we agreed that you would at least try to not harm yourself."

"And I thought I told you that I would make no such promises."

He sighed again. "At least that was the worst of it. Being you, it could have been worse, and that possibility was tormenting me the entire weekend. It was a very long three days. I really got on Emmett's nerves." He said, throwing me a quick crooked smile.

I smiled, thinking that Emmett probably deserved it after all the jokes he'd probably made about Edward. Then my eyebrows scrunched. "Hang on. You came back on Sunday and didn't tell me? I swear you were watching me on Monday, though." He was going to lose it over the fact that I knew I was being watched, but how couldn't I? Even without the book, I could practically feel Edward's eyes on me the whole time. I almost fell in the school parking lot because of it.

"Yes, I was worried about your safety. How did you know?" He was curious, not on the verge of losing it. Huh. Different, but okay.

"I guess I can just feel it when you're around. Can you worry about my safety at school from now on? At least at school I can talk to you."

"The sun was out for the past few days, so I couldn't come." He could tell what my next question was; he didn't need to read my mind to do so. "It doesn't hurt me, I just can't be in the sun where people can see me."

"Maybe I can see sometime?" Please let it be in the Meadow next Saturday! Then you could tell me you love me!

Edward looked like he was considering it. "Sometime, maybe. But that's why I had to watch you from afar for the past few days."

"You couldn't have told me you were out there, at least? I thought I was crazy whenever I thought I saw you. It was making me anxious when I wasn't positive that you were around."

He looked at me with agony in his eyes. Ah, come on, man! Today was supposed to be a good day! "Bella, you shouldn't think like that. It's one thing to make me miserable, it's another for you to be so involved. I don't want to hear that you feel like that. It's bad. I'm not safe. I'm not good for you Bella, understand that."

I nodded. "Oh, I understand it, all right. I just don't believe it. Admit it, Edward, neither do you when it comes to me."

"You're not taking this seriously, Bella." He all but snarled at me.

"I am taking it very seriously, Edward. I'll never care what you are. I'll only ever care about who you are. Understand that, Mr. Cullen," I said strongly.

We were both quiet for a bit after that. Me, because I was on the verge of tears because of my proclamation, and him because, oh who knows! This wasn't exactly like Midnight Sun anymore; I changed the wording, so now I had no idea what on earth he was possibly thinking about.

"What are you thinking?" He asked after a long beat.

"Apparently not good things," I sniffed.

"Are you...crying?" He sounded genuinely shocked.

"What gave me away? The salt water in my eyes or the bulge in my throat?"

"I'm sorry, Bella. I never meant to upset you."

I sniffed again. "I know you didn't. It's my fault. I'm probably not quipped enough to know what I know." Then I thought of what I did know. The fact that I knew about our future. The fact that I know I wasn't Bella. I was suddenly overwhelmed with guilt. Good thing Jasper wasn't here. The guy would totally give me away.

"Bella, I've been pondering about something all night."

That was new. "What was it?"

He tried not to laugh. "Are you really a black belt in everything?"

I laughed. "I do have a black belt. It goes better with my blue top than with my beige one, though."

As he laughed, I noticed that we were within Forks limit. It took an hour with Aunt Sarah, and it took less than twenty minutes with him. He needed to teach me that radar trick. I would save my butt with doctor's appointments.

"I can't believe I actually believed that you had a black belt. You and gravity seem to be at odds with each other."

I smiled, then my spirits sagged when I think of my dad. I guess I missed him more than I thought. Edward noticed and asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

I wiped away a tear that I didn't know was there. "No, it's just. My dad always used to tell me that. I just miss him." We pulled into the driveway.

Thinking of my dad made me think of how my Dad wasn't Charlie Swan. And that made me not Bella Swan. I was wracked with guilt again, and suddenly turned to Edward. "Edward, can I tell you something?"

Edward looked over at the front door. "Maybe next week. Your Uncle's getting suspicious as to why there's a Volvo in his driveway."

I nodded, then took off my seat belt. Then something hit me. "Hang on, why can't I ask you tomorrow?"

Edward gave me a wicked grin. "Because tomorrow, it's my turn to ask the questions."

Oh, right. "I'll look forward to them," I told him, getting out of his car.

I leaned in through the open door. "You'll be asking me at school, right?"

Edward nodded. "Right. And Bella, hang on to the jacket. I don't want you catching a cold."

"From here to the door? That's so likely," I said, sarcasm dripping off of my tongue like venom. And venom will soon be dripping off my tongue soon.

He leaned his head through the door. "Good night, Bella."

"Good night, Edward."

It wasn't until I opened the door did Edward leave the driveway. I walked in and saw Aunt Sarah and Uncle Charlie inside watching TV.

I checked the clock, seeing that it was only eight o'clock. Vampire driving sure did save time. "Hey, guys, sorry I took so long to get back. I ran into a...friend...while I was with Erica and Angela and Jess. He took me to dinner because I missed it with the girls. That was him just now, in the driveway."

Uncle Charlie looked kinda angry when I said he, but Aunt Sarah looked ecstatic. "Ooh, you were out with a boy? And he gave you his jacket? Oh, isn't that sweet, Charlie?"

Uncle Charlie grunted. "Yeah, sweet. We'll have to tell your parents that you're dating the boys out here."

I panicked and shook my head, "We're not dating, Uncle Charlie. We were just hanging out. I was cold, so he was being a good friend and gave me his jacket. So now I'm just going to go up to my room, and try not to be humiliated." I hoped Edward didn't hear that last bit about not dating. That was the total opposite of what I wanted.

Since it was stated in the book, I felt like I had to say it.

About three things I was absolutely positive.

First, Edward was a vampire (Hell yeah!)

Second, there was a part of him-and I didn't know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood (actually, I was pretty sure of how potent it was).

And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him (but who didn't know that?)

Erica ambushed me when I walked back into the room. "So how was it?" She asked excitedly.

I grabbed her arms and squealed. "It was amazing! I love him! I really do. And look, he gave me his jacket!" I giggled excitedly.

"Remember how I said that he didn't exist?" she asked, and I nodded. "Well, forget about that."

"I know right?" I flopped on the bed.

Erica flopped next to me. "I wonder if I'll get a rid with Edward tomorrow too."

"He's a gentleman, Erica. Of course he'll give you a ride."

"Okay. So what do you want to do?"

I thought for a minute. "See if Uncle Charlie and Aunt Sarah want to play Monopoly?"

Erica shrugged. "It's worth asking."

I know I ended it really weird, but I had to end it quick.

No question of the chapter over the fact that I can't think of one.

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