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Chapter 11- Destroy Everything You Touch

(BPOV)

"Bella, I'm a vampire."

The words kept ringing in my head. I fought back the urge to snort and say I'm a zombie. Is that the excuse he gives to every girl he treats badly? But the more I thought about it, the more it made sense. His extreme movements, his family's abnormal perfection, the way he said everything over cautiously as if in fear of saying too much. The cold ones! It clicked. That's who I was thinking about when Sam told the story at the bonfire. The description fit him exactly. Except for the whole killer part...

"Bella...Bella? It is extremely disconcerting how I just can't tell what you're thinking right now." his velvety voice tinged with desperation. I smirked. Time for payback.

"Hmmm..I see", I stated simply, letting my back relax against the chair. His face contorted with frustration. "What exactly do you see?" he seethed, looking ready to snap the table in half.

I was about to answer when a waitress came to our table for orders. She was very pretty, tall with wavy strawberry-blonde hair and a charming smile. She ignored me entirely and started towards Edward.

"Hi, my name's Amber and I'll be your server tonight? What can I get you two?" she asked, still looking directly at Edward. At least she acknowledge there were two people on this table.

"Nothing for me. Bella?", he stated before giving me a chance to order. Of course he doesn't need to eat. Now it all makes sense.

"I'll have...the mushroom ravioli." I decided before handing her the menus back and watching her give Edward a flirtatious smile before going into the kitchen. He didn't even look at her once.

"Do you always take shocking things this calmly. It's quite unnerving." Edward said quietly, putting his hands onto the table.

"What can I say? I have an amazing talent to supress my emotions" I shrugged, earning a chuckle from him. I felt quite rewarded.

The rest of the dinner I asked him what I had been meaning learn about him since he had been qeustioning me repeatedly. I saved the vampire questions until last, because I felt a victorious sensation of learning what he had been hiding from me. I could actually trust him now!

He looked perplexed as I asked the simple questions, what his parents did, what was his family like, what things he enjoyed to do, and so on. By the time my voice had gotten exhausted from asking so many questions, the restaurant had been starting to close. I guess I just lost sense of time. But I still have so many questions to ask! I'll just have him take me home. That reminded me. I should let Jessica and Angela know I have a way home.

I took out my cell phone and texted them that I have a ride. Edward looked on, curious at what I was doing.

"Sorry, if I got on your nerves.." I said shyly, hoping I hadn't upset him.

He simply laughed it off. "No, it was expected. And I believe I am taking you home so you can continue to interrogate me?" he said, causing me to laugh too.

He paid the check and took me to his car, not even paying attention to the hungry looks any of the waitresses had thrown at him.

This was too good to be true.

The second we got in his car, the real questions began.

"So where were you this whole week?" I asked a little too casually, maybe he couldn't hear how fast my heart is beating?

The way he looked at me told me otherwise.

"Two reasons. First, I needed to hunt heavily because of the hunger I had developed from being around you so much. Second, I felt too much shame after saying what I had said to you." his eyes showing more anguish with each word.

"You do know that now I understand, right? Don't worry, I forgive you." I said gently, wanting to touch him, but knowing I couldn't.

"You forgive people too easily. I have to know, why did you accept what I told you as the truth so easily? I saw at first you wanted to laugh." he said perceptibly, trying to grab my reaction.

I blushed and looked down. "It's kind of embaressing, but when I went to La Push a while ago, one of the Quilete s told us a story of "The Cold Ones". I couldn't understand why the story reminded me of someone, but when you said it, the whole thing fell together." I explained, please don't let him think I'm crazy.

"Very perceptive.." he murmured, gripping his steering wheel tightly, getting on the highway. It was then I noticed two things. One, I knew the song that was playing in his car. Two, he was driving at over 120 mph.

I sucked in a deep breath of air, trying to stop the panic attack ready to jump me at any second.

He took my need for air as me being done with my questions.

"Aren't you going to ask me the most important question?" he sneered, and I about entirely forgot that I was in the middle of having a panic attack. His tone of voice only sounded harsher in that beautiful voice of his.

"My diet?" he continued, giving me a piercing glance, as if expecting me to break at any moment.

"Oh." I really hadn't thought about that. Honestly, I almost didn't care. But then I remembered, the Quilete guy, Sam, had talked about that too.

"You only feed on animals right?" I asked.

He did a double take before I let him know of what Sam had said.

"They have a very good memory, those Quiletes." he stated, running a hand through his already perfectly tousled bronze hair.

"Why did you hate me when you first saw me? And don't tell me you didn't, I saw the way you glared at me." It was the one question I wanted to know since I had met him.

He looked pained at first but then decided to explain. "Bella, although I don't feed off of humans, their blood still appeals to me. Over the years, I have managed to resist the need for human blood, but the second I smelled your blood, it was like I was a thirsty newborn with no control. You don't understand how easily I could destroy you with a single touch. All I could think about was how bad I wanted to kill you. I don't know how but overtime I've managed to fight the urge. Doesn't mean it's not there, but I can keep the need down." he rushed, putting his head down a little shamefully.

It was then that we reached my house.

We got out and he walked me to my door. "Edward, I'm really glad you told me about this. I really can feel like I can trust you now. I just can't see you "destroying me". It's really strange." I blabbered, hoping he wasn't getting as annoyed with me as I was.

A new look came into his eyes, something softer.

"Anyways what I wanted to say was, I think we're definitely working our way into being friends" I concluded, a big smile on my face.

He smiled as I began but as I finished, his face turned into shock. "F-Friends?", he asked incredulously.

He's flustered! How cute. He probably didn't think I'd want to be friends with him. I'm surprised he's even stayed talking with me this long.

"Yeah! I can be the Jimmy Olsen to your Superman, now that I know your secret. It'll be really cool!" I exclaimed, my grin getting wider.

"Anyways, I'm getting tired. Later, Edward!" I said before opening the door and letting myself in.

He muttered something about Lois Lane and stalked off back into his Volvo.

Is it weird that I'm excited about having a gorgeous vampire as my only friend?

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