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11. Lose Control: House of Heroes

*Edward*

It didn't matter to me what they were thinking at me while I was with Mayze, because I simply didn't care; she was my focus. The combined smell of her and her sister wasn't even that bad today, which was great—a good and bad sign for the future.

If it wasn't that bad, I wouldn't hurt them. At the same time, I would use that as an incentive to be around her. That was the most dangerous thing I could do to her.

But, for some reason, I couldn't find it in myself to stop.

"So, I'll text you and let you know," she said brightly as we walked out of gym together, putting a sad end to our continuously long conversation—the one that started in gym and just now ended.

I gave her a soft smile, almost smirking at her. "How do you plan to do that?"

"With my phone," she said simply, pulling out a Droid 3 with a neon blue hard case and holding it up. "Duh. I mean, are you—?"

"I mean," I interrupted humorously before laughing and taking her phone from her. "You don't have my number." Then, I sighed as I looked back down at the phone. "I forgot. These don't work for me unless Carlisle and I have fixed them up to respond to our icy touch."

She took it back from me with a beautiful smile outlining her already beautiful features, getting me to the point where I found myself mesmerized by her beauty. Really, it was her presence in general.

Thankfully, she didn't even seem to notice. While I was amazing over her, she typed something into her phone and slid it up to reveal a keyboard. "There. Now, type your number in."

"Yes ma'am," I teased, just to aggravate her, before doing what she said. It was pretty cute when she was mad; I'm not going to lie. Before I could type my number in, I saw it said Edward with a smiley face on one side of my name and one of those text hearts on the other side. I brightly smiled, unable to do anything else, as I typed it in. "Smiley face and a heart?"

Once I slid it shut, she took it from me and stuck it in her back pocket, her cheeks haunted by the faintest shade of pink. "Yeah. So?"

"Why a heart?"

Instead of answering me, she simply turned to look at her sister and then briefly back at me, giving me a smile as if to say, "Remember me, just like this." But, she instead said, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Oh," I said bluntly, giving her a playful glare as she started walking off. "You're avoiding the question now."

She just laughed her beautiful, perfect laugh as she happily ran over to hers and Bella's Jeep. Today, it was her turn to drive home, so she hopped in the driver's seat. A smirk was all I needed to confirm this, and that's just what she gave me.

You perfect little angel. Why must you torture me like this?

Emmett walked out of the school and walked up behind me, remaining quiet for a minute, but I remained focused on Mayze, which seemed to amuse him. "If I were you, I would run home. Rose is beyond pissed."

I just couldn't wipe the smile off my face, though, as she pulled out of the parking lot and headed out. "Oh well."

He gave me a doubtful look, a look I had known as his look he gave me while questioning my sanity, as I walked away from him and over to the Volvo. You have officially lost it. Edward, what is up with you?

I just let out a sigh of content before getting in the driver's seat. The first one in, as usual, was Alice, but this time, she didn't study me carefully, or really any at all. Instead, she was just smiling brilliantly, her face turned to the front, and her thoughts on me.

I told you so.

I couldn't help but grin a little. At the same time, it pained me to hear that she was right. Before, I thought I would be a malicious, egocentric monster if I let Alice be right—and I had.

Like I had originally feared, Rose's eyes were blazing, her thoughts colder than ice. Colder than any of us. Still, though, now that I was hearing her thoughts, I couldn't help but smile again as I pulled out of the parking lot.

You're . . . smiling? Jasper mentally asked, giving me a completely bamboozled look.

"Yep," I said cheerfully as the smile just brightened. There was something wrong with me. What? I didn't quite know. Nonetheless, something was wrong. "Oh, and, if I don't come back tomorrow, you'll know why. Make your decisions wisely."

"It would be because you're being an idiot by messing with a werewolves' imprint's sister, AKA, his best friend!" Rose shouted furiously, releasing all of her rage and bitterness towards me in that one, vehement sentence.

I just forced myself to ignore her while I continued happily driving down the road, oblivious to just about everything but the road as I did so. The same bright smile was on my lips, because, honestly, I couldn't advert my thoughts, or attention, away from Mayze.

It was useless to try, so I didn't even bother anymore.

When we got home, everything changed. In an instant, the joy was replaced by fear, the purest form. I was suddenly scared, terrified even. She had told Carlisle about the situation. I was sure of it. He was already home, so there was no other explanation.

JACKASS! Rosalie mentally screamed, probably somewhere in the middle of her rant and screaming, not that I would know due to the fact I simply didn't care. YOU SELFISH, BASTARD! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS?

I sighed, my head hanging low in shame. The reality . . . all of my actions . . . it was finally truly sinking in, what I had really done. I had let her find out something dangerous by leading her on, by making her curious to begin with. By talking to her that first time, I had fucked up, big time. She would've forgotten and just put me to the back of her mind, just like everyone else, but because I spoke up and apologized, she didn't.

And now she knew.

Then again, it was the stupid mutt's fault she knew. I had no one to blame but myself for even getting interested in her in the first place, so, it's technically my fault anyways. But, he gave her enough clues to figure it out.

Eventually, though, I probably would've told her.

When we walked inside, I sat my backpack by the door—my usual place for it until I did my homework whenever I got around to feeling like it. Carlisle and Esme were sitting calmly at the dining room table, waiting; which horrified me even more than I had been before.

We were all for props, mostly because Esme just adored renovating and buying furniture. There were things in this house that we had never used before. We never used the dining room table unless we were having family conferences, and this meant it was serious. Usually, it was because something bad had happened, and we had to discuss a way to solve the issue. I guess this is considered bad.

Slowly, I sat down at the opposite end of the table from Carlisle, suddenly wanting to be as far away from my father as I could get. I was kind of scared of him, especially now; not of his physical attacks, because he wouldn't hurt a fly, but his disappointed thoughts . . . .

I wanted to be as far away as possible, for some reason, even though it clearly didn't matter where I got. His disapproval would hurt worse, to me, than any physical attack even Emmett could dish out.

Once everyone was in, Carlisle turned to face me, eyes calm and somewhat happy. Edward, calm down, son. I'm not mad at you, at all. I think it's nice, actually.

I frowned at him, my eyebrows pulling together as I did so. "You're not supposed to think that."

Well, what am I supposed to think? Do you want me to be angry with you?

I groaned and laid my head on the table. "Maybe. I don't know! Yes and no."

No one else is mad at you either, Edward. That's just Rosalie.

I bit my lip as I sat back up only to quickly realize that I was catching onto Mayze's habits. That was true, though. It was just Rose.

Honestly, I still wasn't sure about that, because it's not like Mayze's gonna tell anyone. So, why did Rose care?

Damn. I just said gonna.

This is getting worse than I originally thought. Soon, this girl would have me wrapped around her finger, more willing to do anything for her than I already was, and she was gon—going to be dangerous, one of the most dangerous creatures on the entire earth.

You selfish, greedy, ASSHOLE! she mentally screamed, adverting my thoughts away from Mayze for the moment.

"Enough with the name calling," I snapped as I turned to face her, making sure to give her an icy stare. "You've used every name in the book now, so you can stop now. I get it. You're pissed at me. Fine. Just stop."

She snarled as her lips curled back over her teeth. Her eyes narrowed to thin slits, and I just rolled my eyes back at her, as a response to her bitchy mood.

"Enough," Carlisle said calmly, stopping our little expression argument instantly.

"You told her!" Rosalie exclaimed, now calmer than she had been before. It was kinda weird, since Jasper didn't even do it. Having Carlisle stop that calmed her down; both of us down.

"No I didn't," I said innocently, holding my hands up in defense. "She figured it out. It's not my fault she's smart. You can't blame me for that."

She glared at me with harsh, blazing eyes. "Fine. You gave her enough clues to where she could!"

"No I didn't," I said honestly, unable to stop. "It wasn't me that gave her the clues. Sure, this is all my fault, but I wasn't the clue-giver person." I frowned, now slightly disturbed that a Mayze habit had become verbal.

"None of us have talked to her," Emmett said slowly, finding confusion in my previous statement, and finding the end amusing. "If you weren't, then who was?"

"Jacob," I said lightly before shrugging, as if it was no big deal, because it wasn't. "But, as I was saying—"

"The stupid mutt?" Rose screeched. "Carlisle, he broke the treaty! We have to attack!"

"Rose, calm down," I hissed, giving her a hard look as she suggested such an insane thing. It was the past; way in the past. Why attack when it was something like this, something that could not only kill them but us too? "He didn't break the treaty. When I talked to her and then suddenly hated her, it confused her, so when Jacob accidentally phased around her, she was more confused. He didn't tell her what we are, which is what the treaty states. He never said anything that could've given us away, except for the fact that we're his enemies. That's it. He never told her what we are."

She hissed at me. "Then whose fault is it?"

"Mine," I said again as I laid my head on the table again. "Alright? It's mine. If I hadn't talked to her, none of this would've happened, and she would be perfectly normal living a perfectly normal human life, oblivious to the supernatural world, like she used to be."

"Here's a great thought," Rose said furiously, once I raised my head up again. "Shut your damn mouth! Don't talk to her anymore!"

"She still knows!" I exclaimed, almost desperate to have it another way. "How will that help anything?"

"Because!" she shouted, hearing the near desperation in my voice and not liking it at all—not one bit. It actually seemed to fuel her fire, but I didn't understand why. "You need to stay away from her! You and I both know that's what's best for her, Edward. If you really care about her, you'll stay far, far away."

My teeth ground together in frustration. "Rose, how do you want me to do that? I can't!"

"I was starting to like it here!" she yelled. "But you just . . . you just have to ruin that! It was nice to finally be mostly normal! Do you just enjoy ruining my happiness?"

"Rose, this has nothing to do with you!" I said loudly and angrily as Alice crossed her arms over her chest, clearly not liking something that was going on. "Look, fine. I've got an idea that will just solve everyone's problems, and I should've done a long time ago."

"You're gonna kill her?" Rose asked eagerly, eyes brightening at the idea. "Please; let me do it for you."