Hey guys gosh I'm bad I haven't updated in some time! Im really sorry, the work changed have made me so very tired so I couldn't face looking at the keyboard.
Anywhooo here we go please review this is the first proper conversation these two have had so they are a bit awkward and still trying to figure out what their place is in this so very weird situation.
The Deal:
I now stood in front of a house, which from the scent I was picking up on was Bella's home. Stupid Rosalie just wait till I get my hands on her, Emmett will not stop me from ripping at least one arm off.
I contemplated just leaving the Ipod on the floor, as it still hung in my hands playing the dreary music.
As I bent down to leave it was caught completely off guard as the door was hurled open and a girl came barrelling through it. She stopped dead centre in front of me and gasped.
Arrr damn, now I have to talk to her why the hell didn't I hear her decide to leave the house? She's just too easy not too like at this moment.
She looked scared and unsure of what to do "Erm hi?" She stared at the small piece of technology that I had now managed to crush in my hands.
"Oh, sorry I didn't mean to break it I was just dropping it off" I looked sheepish now feeling bad for breaking the darn thing.
"It's ok" she moved quickly around me, avoiding eye contact. Great now I feel really bad she's scared of me.
In a rash decision I ran after her, trailing slightly behind her so she would not become suspicious of my movements.
She continued to walk, her hips slightly swaying making them hypnotic as I watched. I was so entranced that I hadn't realised she had turned her head to look at me over her shoulder "Why are you acting so slow, I thought vampires were supposed to be quick" her eye brows were raised in a questioning manner with a smirk playing on her lips and me well I was now stood still my feet rooted to the spot with my mouth gapping open. What did she just say?
She now stopped to turn and face me, hands on her hips clearly amused at my predicament "oh please give me some credit haven't you figured it all out yet?"
"huh" that was my genius response, my mind going through all the recent activity regarding this girl when it clicked - my journals. I growled at her as I said it, her earlier comment now making full sense. She flinched slightly in response.
She regained composure and began walking again only slowly now. Why was she upset at the fact that she had invaded my privacy, right well I might as well discuss this now because Rosalie will just keep sending my ass back here until I do and I carnt lie not with jasper and his built in lie detector.
"Wait… Bella would you just stop please" I begged, she sighed and flopped her self on the nearest bench. She looked up at me expectantly. Nice one Cullen you got her to stop now what are you going to say? My decision was to also sigh and mimic her earlier movements. We sat in silence for a long time, neither of us sure about what to say, her leg was bouncing ever so slightly, without realising I reached out to steady her leg. I cannot deny the feel of electricity that ran between our bodies, my rational side decided that it was due to the lack of contact I have had with another person besides my family since Sofia. Strangely enough she did not flinch, she didn't make any attempt to move, if anything she appeared to relax – such a strange creature.
"So yea here's your erm Ipod, I mean I'll get you a new one – to replace the one I broke. Although I might update your music, sorry to tell you this but some of your music sucks" I attempted the mock horror look which I must have pulled off as I saw a small smile spreading over her face. Just as quick as it came it left, I felt sorrow at this my god what's happening to me?
"You listened to my music huh?" her eyebrow raised again
"Yes well you did read my journals"
"Huh" she chuckled slightly "should have seen that one coming really" her face now downcast looking ashamed.
"I'll do you a deal" her head snapped up at my voice her actions still baffled me "You tell me about what you've hmm let say learnt about me and I'll tell you what I've learnt about you. Deal?" I would do anything to know what she knew, it was killing me. It wasn't until then that I truly tried to listen to her thoughts. My face scrunched for a moment all I could get was eerie silence. Why does she have to be so mysterious it makes ignoring her that much harder.
"What pray tell kind sir do you know about me?" She spoke with a hint of humour in her voice, how can she be so calm after she knows what I am?
"Well music is a very revealing medium you know, what someone listens to when they are happy or sad or mad, can tell you a lot about the person" I attempted to sound as formal as she was pretending to be but I failed miserably as I found my self grinning like a fool half way through the sentence.
"Hmmmm well that must have been an interesting experience for you, not many venture into my play lists make it back out the same as when they went in" she made her eyes large as if to give the full spooky effect, her eyes in this light were also very eerie, they bordered on the colour that wild cats have – I vaguely remembered hunting a panther in the Amazon that had strikingly similar eyes as Bella – great now I'm hungry, focus Edward.
"Yes well the same could be said for my journals" I empathised the word journal I have to admit she was good at avoiding the question, I found her manner quite distracting at times, not always a good thing - distraction means things fall through the cracks.
"Yes I suppose one could state that also" again with the prim and proper speech. God she was frustrating.
"You are beyond the most frustrating person I have ever encountered in my existence you know that" I cringed at my choice in words, it seems that my subconscious had resigned it self to admitting she knew what I was so why hide it? Yes why indeed.
She sat silently before muttering "yea I've been told numerous times in the past" her voice was full of pain and I wanted to stop her feeling that way, no person should feel pain - it seemed wrong for a person to suffer just because they have some lets say character flaws. Ironic when you think that I constantly berate my self for what I am and truly feel that I deserve to feel that pain as it runs through my veins every second of every day of my miserable never ending death.
"I carnt take it any more please just tell me what's been going on. I don't think I can take not knowing any more. It's beyond annoying not knowing anything" I thrust my hands into my hair pulling ever so slightly. Bella took in a shaky breathe and began her story.
"…..and she just would not let up, every where I went she would make the stupid journals – no offence – just appear I mean I found one in the fridge! So I read them only i managed to compromise with her, I would only read what she felt I needed to know but she had to choose the pages in which I had to read. It worked out ok I suppose I know a little about you and your family but still not enough as I would like" her voice trailed off , the implications of her final words hung thick in the dark starry night around us.
I had to laugh, it did sound exactly like Sofia to not give up and she was a very stubborn person, quite persistent if she wanted her way. I only ever said no to her once…I stopped my self before my mind walked down that darkened dangerous path that I could see unravel before me. I forced my thoughts back to Bella. My only question was why, why had she chosen Bella to haunt, what was the purpose in that?
"She told me I needed to save you" Ah well that would explain it. I found my self not for the first time tonight at a loss for words.
"She said the same about you to me" I blurted out before I could register what I was saying. Her eyebrows shot up in shock, a deep laboured breathes were rushing in and out of her fragile lungs.
"So I shared it's your turn" she beamed up at me, I went to continue our previous conversation but she just shook her head saying she didn't want to dwell on it tonight maybe another night. My heart thrilled at the thought.