Previously – "I want you."
She stared at me, unblinking and un-breathing.
"What?" She asked quietly, disbelieving.
"I want you." I said determinedly, strongly.
"You can't mean that." She was still talking quietly. If only she knew how much I meant that, she wouldn't be saying that then.
"But I do, more than you could know." Then she was in front of me, sitting on the seat next to me and cupping me cheek in her hand, It was still soft, yet somehow still cold and hard. I leaned into her touch, joyful at the electricity that was humming through our connected skin, and the contrast of her freezing cold skin and my warm flesh. My eyes closed on their own accord, I was trying to commit this feeling to memory, just incase I never got to experience this again, just incase I scared her off.
"I do know." I opened my eyes, shocked, to look at her warm eyes, they were overflowing with emotion. "Trust me, but I don't know if you want me the same way that I want you." I had to ask.
"Were not still talking about blood are we?" She closed her eyes and shook her head, smiling lightly.
"No Edward, we are not talking about blood."
"Than what do you mean?"
"I don't know if our feelings are the same."
I took a deep breath, unsure of how she would react to what I was about to say. Maybe she thought that I cared too much, maybe she thought that I didn't care enough. But she had to know, I wanted her to know. We had only known each other for a week, but I knew that she was who I wanted. "I love you." Her breath caught in her throat.
"And I don't care that you are a vampire – "
"Edward – "
"Let me finish, please." She just nodded. " You being a vampire doesn't matter to me, you could be vampire, human or a werewolf. I don't care if you are older than me, or that we are different, I love you. You can want to kill me all you want, but I trust you, you won't hurt me, you don't want to hurt me and I can tell. I love you, more than I thought was possible for one person to love another."
"You think that I am a person, not a monster?" She asked quietly, looking like she would be crying. I cupped her cheek with one hand, and grabbed her other hand with my free one.
"You could never be a monster." She closed her eyes and leaned into my hand, turning her head to press a kiss on hand, my heart started thumping.
"You really love me?" She muttered.
"Forever." I said back, just as quietly. She smiled against my palm and kissed me again, then turned her head and opened her eyes so that she was looking directly into my eyes.
"I love you to." My heart was definitely going to fast now, but I loved it. "I would do anything for you."
"I would die for you." I told her and she smiled back at me.
"You would never have to, I wouldn't put you in that position." I laughed.
"But I still would." She closed her eyes again and leaned into my hand. I was studying her features trying to memorize everything for the brief moments that I would let her go. Then her eyes popped open and they had a mischievous but curious glint in them.
"Could I try something?" She asked quietly.
"Of course." I smiled at her, but the expression fell from my face as she started to lean closer to me. She paused, but I leaned closer to her, encouraging her. She took the hint, happily. Her eye lids fluttered closed and mine followed shortly after. She paused, but she was so close that I could feel her cold body temperature radiate onto me and feel her sweet, flower scented breath fan across my face. I started to breath heavily and when she finally pressed her lips to mine I stopped breathing altogether. She was so soft but hard, so cold but her taste was so sweet. Her lips moved softly against mine and I tangled my free hand around her waist, bringing her closer to me so that she was straddling my waist. Her hands moved up to tangle in my hair and I moaned into her mouth. She pulled back then, I started to breath again heavily and she matched my pace, panting for air that she didn't need. I was doing an inner victory dance that I was the one to cause her to act like that. Her hands were still tangled in my hair and her face was inches from mine, still breathing her sweet scent onto me. She leaned in again, leaning her nose against mine and tilting her head, so that out lips were touching.
"I think that I know what you were meant to fix." She whispered against my lips.
"What?" I whispered, still breathlessly.
"Me, you we meant to fix me." She closed her eyes and smiled against my lips, kissing me lightly three times in a row and making me close my eyes, humming in pleasure.
"I love you." I smiled against her sweet lips.
"I love you to." She said back, and my smile widened. We sat like that until my mother drove up. We had been placing light kisses on each others lips whenever we wanted, and my lips tasted just like lip her. I was never drinking or eating or brushing my teeth again. She pulled back suddenly and opened her eyes. They were black now, not the gold that they were this morning..
"Your mothers home." I heard her then.
"What happened to your eyes? They were gold this morning." She got off my lap and laughed at my pout, but continued to hold my hand as she sat on the seat next to me.
"Human eaters have red eyes, the blood does that to them. When you're a newborn, even if your on the 'vegetarian diet' like me, they are still red, but go Gold after about a year, the newborn strength and thirst has usually worn off by then too. They are gold when we are well fed but black when we are hungry, but they go black for the human eaters too. I just spent a day with you and an hour kissing you." I smiled. "So, I am really really thirsty." Now she smiled brightly. "But I am still in control." Mum walked through the front door now. She leaned in towards me and whispered. "I'll come back tonight after she is asleep, if you want, alright?"
"Alright." I nodded eagerly. And then she was gone.
"Hey sweetie." Mum said as she walked through the archway that went to the kitchen. "Why is there ice on the floor?"
"What?" I looked to where she was and saw what she was talking about. The ice pack that Bella had kept on refilling for me was on the floor, I had taken my foot off of the chair so that Bella could sit on my lap. "Oh I sprained my ankle when I went for a walk to the forest and I put the ice on the ankle. I didn't even realize that I had moved my leg."
"Are you alright?" She asked as she put her bag on the table.
"Oh, yer I am great." I smiled brightly up at her.
"So you spoke to Bella."
"How do you do that?" I laughed at her and she shrugged, still smiling. " She came over and I told her that I loved her and she said that she loved me to." I couldn't stop smiling.
"Oh that's great!" Mum threw her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly for a moment, before excusing herself for a shower, and I started on ordering pizza, such a nutritional meal.
"So, did you kiss her?" Mum asked as we ate pizza, and I dropped my piece on the table.
"Excuse me?" I was gasping on air. Mum and I were close, but not this close.
"Did you kiss her?" She was smiling now and her gaze on my face made me blush. "Oh I knew you did!"
"Technically she kissed me." I corrected, trying not to blush anymore than I already was.
"Tongue?"
"Mum!"
"What?" I walked out of the room then, to the sound of her laughing, and I was muttering about respecting mine and Bella's privacy.
/*&*/
I was pacing my bedroom, dressed in my pajama pants, teeth (sadly, but I knew that she wouldn't like tasting cheese.) brushed and showered, waiting for mum to go to bed. At eleven thirty I heard her walking up the stairs, putting her head through my doorway and saying goodnight. She went to bed and I was jumping with anticipation. As soon as her bedroom door closed, stone cold arms were around my neck and their owners lips were on my own. She moaned against my lips when I tangled my hands in her hair and she leaned on her tippy toes to press her lips closer to mine. She pulled away and her eyes weren't as black as before.
"Did you go hunting?" I asked smiling widely against her skin as I nuzzled her neck, breathing in her scent, loving it.
"Mmmmm." She hummed in pleasure. "I still don't understand how you can react to my erm, vampire activities so commonly." I looked up at her.
"Well how did you react when Carlisle told you. " She smiled sheepishly.
"I was happy to know what was going on, I told him that I knew that something was different about him." I laughed.
"Well that's how I can react the way that I do, you did to. So did you go hunting?"
"Yes." She sighed, tilting her head to the side and wrapping her arms around my waist, as I wrapped mine around her waist, leading her towards the bed. She sat on my lap, leaning her head on my shoulder as I placed a kiss on her forehead and hair.
"Catch anything good?"
"Just some deer and an elk. Alice made me go yesterday too, and I have hunted pretty much everyday that I have known you, so I feel bloated."
"How often do you usually have to hunt?"
"Well," She looked thoughtful. "We all hunt at least once a week to make sure that Jasper stays comfortable. But if there was no Jasper to look after, two or three weeks."
"My scent is that strong?" I asked shocked. She was making such a sacrifice for me and what was I giving up? She nodded. "Wow, how can you stand being so close, is this alright, what I did, what I am doing?" I was suddenly unsure, she shouldn't be making sacrifices for me. I wanted to help her not hurt her.
"I assure you that I am fine." She nuzzled her face to my neck, then moved and kissed the hollow between my collarbones, causing my pulse to quicken. "See, perfectly fine." I was quite content to just hold her for the next few hours, but after a half hour of cuddling and the constant quite 'I love you's' she said that 'the human needed to sleep.' She got up of my lap and smiled at me, pulling me up with her.
"I want you to stay." I tried not to blush, it was working.
"I would love to." My heart sped up and I looked up at her. She was smiling at me lovingly but when she met my gaze, she clicked her fingers and then pointed to my bed. I laughed and saluted her, walking to the bed and slipping in. "Save the salutes for Jazz." She giggled and laid next to me but on top of the quilt. I looked at her questioningly. "I would be to cold."
"Do you have any idea how warm this quilt is? Having you here would probably help, I won't over heat like I have the past nights that we have been here." She stiffened.
"We?"
"Yer, me and my mum, since we moved to Washington. " Why had she reacted like that?
"Oh."
"Who did you think that I meant?" She looked away from me.
"You'll make me leave, rightfully so." I laughed.
"Yer right. Does this have anything to do with the thump that woke me up and the flash." I laughed, but she bit her lip and looked at me timidly. "Oh really?" My laughter stopped short. She had been in my room? But I dreamed about her, and I sleep talked. Oh.. "You snuck in here at night?" She nodded, looking at the picture on the wall that was above my head. "Why?"
"I like to watch you sleep." She said quietly. "You look so peaceful, and you speak." I stiffened, but at least she liked what she was watching, that was good right?
"What did you hear?"
"You aren't scared that I snuck into your room, more than once?" She looked at me curiously.
"You don't need to sneak anymore." She smiled brightly. "But what did I say?" She kissed my lips.
"You said my name, a lot. I was sitting in the chair by the window Wednesday morning, at about 1am and you said my name, three times. The first time you smiled and I think that you almost laughed. The third time that you said my name I completely knew that I loved you." She kissed me again and I sucked in a breath at that knowledge. How had she been around me so calmly when she knew that she felt that way? I had been a jumpy mess even since I discovered what my feelings were. On the other hand, I had never been more thankful for my sleep talking. Score one for my subconscious. I had no idea how to respond to that, so I simply said "I love you." Again, but it worked. She smiled brightly and kissed my lips. She tasted fantastic.
"So will you get under the blankets, I'll lock the door so that my mum won't catch us." She bit her lip and smiled. Then it hit me. Most vampire myths weren't real, and I had just assumed that the whole ' sleeping in coffins during the day' thing was fake, that she slept at night, because she was always with me during the day. But if she was at my house at one am, when was she meant to sleep? "Bella? If you were here during the night, when did you sleep?" She laughed lightly.
"When I told you that my kind was frozen, I meant everything. We can't digest anything, not food or drink. We don't go to the bathroom and we can't sleep. We can relax to the degree where we are almost asleep, but we never loose consciousness."
"You don't sleep?" I gaped at her. She seriously didn't sleep?
"Nope."
"At all?"
"I haven't slept since 1918."
I was quiet for a few moments, trying to digest that. She hadn't slept in over 90 years. "Do you miss sleeping?"
"Sometimes. I miss the….freedom....of sleep." She looked thoughtful, laying on her side and propping herself up on her elbow.
"Freedom?" How was sleep giving you freedom, if you had bad dreams, you couldn't stop, you couldn't leave the fear. You had no choice what your subconscious decided to bring up.
"To just be able to escape from reality for a few hours. There have been times when I have really missed being able to do that. Being like this, the days and nights blur together, you get used to it and find ways to help you keep track of the time, but at first everything is so confusing that that makes things more confusing. Mind you we can get a lot more done this way." She smirked and her eyes were full of secrets.
"Well, I think that you are lucky. Sleeping is a waste of time, and you have no control over what you think about. Or what you say." She touched my cheek lightly with her fingertips, looking at me with a concerned expression.
"You don't like sleep?"
"No. Wait, if you can't digest anything, then what happens to the blood?" She started at me quizzically for a moment with one eyebrow raised, before she started to laugh, falling from her elbow and wrapping her arms around her waist. I smiled at her playfulness and tried to commit the sound of her laughter to memory. "What's so funny?" She looked up at me.
"Will I ever understand your train of thinking? We can be talking, and then you bring up a completely unrelated subject." She kept on laughing and I chuckled.
"Meh, that is just how I think. So will you answer the question?" She stopped laughing then, smoothing her hair and propping herself back up on her elbow.
"We need the blood to stay strong, not necessarily to live, We can not die from starvation, well I don't think that we could. Maybe but that would take ages. We don't so much as digest the blood, but it gets transformed into our venom. The venom heals us when we get hurt, it allows us to heal quickly – whether we need to attach a part of ourselves back to our body or grow a new part. The venom is also what changes however we choose to change."
"Grow a new part back!"
"That can happen, Carlsile needed to regrow three fingers after a fight back before he changed me." Wow.
"You can re grow your body parts." I said blankly. She bit her lip and nodded. "That is so incredible." I paused for a few moments, thinking about any other questions that seemed even remotly relevent.
"Is that, the venom, what makes people change?"
"Yes."
"You said that the change hurts…."
"Very much, the venom even burns and scars if you get bitten when you are a vampire – it is the only thing that can mark our skin."
"But what if you cut the skin off and then let it grow back, would the scar still be there?" She was looking at me, mouth hanging open. "What?"
"I wonder if that would actually work?" She took a few moments to think that through, before shrugging and looking at me. "So you wanted to know about the change? I nodded. "When the venom is injected, the pain starts straight away. Then when the venom starts to move through your blood stream, the fire spreads with it. After it is all through your body, which takes a surprisingly short amount of time, your whole body feels like it is on fire. The venom starts the heal all of your bones and take away your sickness, you become perfectly healthy, but then the venom starts to slowly kill your organs, everything is frozen but you still feel like everything is burning. Then it affects your skin, making everything hard and white and it changes your features."
"After a while you can start to think around the pain a bit, hear what everyone around you is doing or saying, your power will start after the venom is done with your brain. The whole process takes about three days on average. Rosalie was only two and a half, and Emmett was borderline on four days." I was quiet after she said that, thinking about the change and how I was going to survive three days of pain. She hadn't agreed to change me yet, but I was going to get her too, as long as she wanted me for that long, I wouldn't force myself upon her.
"What I said before, about you changing me. Would you?" She bit her lip and laid on her back next to me, staring at the ceiling and grabbing my hand, caressing the back of it with her finger tips.
"How can I know that that is what you want? You say that you do but what if you change your mind? There is no coming back from this. There are so many downsides to the kind of life, and I don't want you to do anything that you would regret. I couldn't stand for you to hate that life, or me because of what I did to you."
"I could never hate you, you would be giving me what I want, what I need. I could deal with all of the bad bits as long as I had you."
"But what if you change your mind about me?" she whispered brokenly. I grabbed her face in my hands and turned her head to look at me. I kissed her lips lightly, savoring the feeling and the taste.
"I could never change my mind about you. My feelings have been carved into my heart, mind and soul. I could never regret spending my life with you, as long as that is what you want."
"Edward…."
"Is that want you want?" She bit her lip and looked away from me.
"I don't want to tell you." That couldn't be good. If she didn't want to tell me that meant that she didn't want to hurt me. The only way that she could do that would be by telling me that she didn't want me like I wanted her, like she didn't need me. Because I knew that I couldn't live without her, not anymore. But she could live without me.
"I need to know." I whispered, voice breaking embarrassingly. She snapped her gaze back to me and pulled me tightly to her chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist as her started to run her hands through my hair.
"Of course I want you, and of course I want to change you, but I don't see how you could want this." My heart started to beat faster with her sweet words, and the hope rose up in my chest. She wanted me like I needed her to, and I had a chance at this.
"I thought that you liked your life, that you were alright with being what you are."
"I am, but I wasn't leaving anything behind, I welcomed my death, I thought that it was better than what I was living. But Carlisle has given me a good life, I have a family and parents that love me and I am happy with that. But the others were all giving things up, their family or their lives, opportunities that they can never have now. I never wanted kids, so that isn't a big deal now, but that really upsets Rosalie and Esme. and surprisingly Emmett. You have so much going for you, you could have a family and grow up and have a great life, and I would be taking that away from you."
"But I don't want any of those things without you." She stared at me with would-be tears in her golden eyes. She was so beautiful.
"But what if – "
"I won't change my mind."
"But what about your mum?"
"That will be hard, and I don't know what to do about her. But I will think about that and come up with something that can help her. I can make sure that she gets her closure…." That was the only thing that was wrong with this situation. Of course, she had to ask me the question that I hadn't prepared an answer for.
"Think about her, think about everything that I have said and all of the things that could happen. Talk to the others and get their stories, how they feel about what happened to them, and then decide. I am not saying no, but this is not a definite yes, alright?" I nodded enthusiastically and kissed her cheek. She laughed lightly and kicked off her shoe's and I pulled the blankets away for her. She climbed in next to me and I threw the quilt back over the top of us. I wrapped my arms around her and she buried her face in my neck. "You'll tell me if you get too cold?"
"Mmmmm." I was suddenly extremely tired, so I tightened my arms around her and buried my face in her hair, smelling her flowery scent and strawberry scented shampoo.
I fell asleep quickly, letting dream Bella greet me and spending the night with her in my mind, but with my body wrapped around the real thing.
/*&*/
I woke up to cold hands running through my hair and a soft voice ringing in my ears.
"Edward, you have to wake up."
"Mph?" I grunted. Bella laughed lightly and my heart sped up, effectively waking me up. "Bella!" I probably said that a little too loudly.
"Good Morning, you have to get up now, its quarter past seven." My eyes were greeted with her beautiful face smiling just inches from my own. I groaned and sat up, pulling her willing body with me.
"But sleepy."
"But school." She laughed at my expression and I leaned forward, resting my forehead against hers. "I have to go and get ready for school, but I'll see you there?"
"Run back here and I'll take you." She smiled again and nodded.
"Alright." She kissed me lightly and then disappeared from my window. Sighing, I staggered from my bed and went to the bathroom to get ready for school, I was sitting in the kitchen, thankful that mum had to leave early today, when Bella walked through the front door, making sure that she was noisy so that she wouldn't scare me, I assumed at least.
"Hey!" she greeted brightly at the kitchen entryway, sitting next to me and looking at the cereal quizzically.
"Hey."
"Is that any good?" She frowned at my bowl, tilting her head to the side. She scrunched up her nose.
"Does this smell any good?" She shook her head. "Well it tastes great. Want some?" I put the spoon up near her face, full of milk and fruit loops. She jumped up from the seat and started to back away. I laughed loudly at her, dropping the spoon back to the bowl and covering my mouth with one of my hands.
"Not funny. Not funny!" She pointed between me and the spoon, frowning. "You have no idea how bad that smells, dairy is probably the worst thing that you can ever smell, apart from werewolves." My laughter stopped
"Really? What's wrong with dairy?"
"Smells funny, doesn't that stuff smell bad to you too?"
"Well milk smells strange, but cheese is great." She shrugged, slowly moving towards me and eying the bowl carefully. I chuckled at her antics and got up to drain the milk.
"Alright." I said, clapping my hands together and picking up my bag. "Ready for school?" she laughed at me as I picked up her bag, grabbing my spare hand and locking the door for me as we made our way to the car.
"You have no idea how long it's been since somebody did that for me." She sighed happily as I opened the door for her.
/*&*/
"Couldn't they just take a friggin' picture or something?" I murmured to Bella as we walked through towards biology, glaring at the people who started at us, or bluntly stared. "Seriously, at least try to be inconspicuous." She chuckled gently and rubbed her thumb over my hand, relaxing my stiff posture and releasing my glare, making me smile lazily.
After we had pulled up in front of the school, next to the other's car, everyone had started to stare at us, at me opening the door for Bella, at Emmett's high five and Alice's excited squeal and hug, at mine and Bella's hands, clasped together. At first I wasn't really bothered, I was happy that they knew that Bella was with me. What did I care what they thought, as long as they stopped asking her to date them. But then we had been stared and pointed at, asked questions and given quizzical glances. All. Morning. This was getting ridiculous. They had all been slightly nervous with me at lunch, telling me that they were afraid of a negative reaction, they didn't want to scare me. I laughed at them and said ' You think that I am afraid of the big bad vampire? '. They laughed at me and relaxed. Rosalie left the cafeteria and Emmett got up to calm her, following her to the parking lot. Jasper had told me that I should come over again tonight and I had agreed, thankful that I would get to spend more time with them and hoping to get started on the vampire talks that Bella wanted me to have with her family. I had been distracted from the gossip, but now that we were free from the seclusion of the cafeteria where I had sat with my back to everyone, I was getting irritated.
"Only two more hours then we can go." Bella leaned up on her toes to whisper in my ear, and I shuddered from pleasure at the feel of her cool and sweet breath on my skin. I relaxed even more and she laughed at my expression.
"What?"
My mood wasn't improving. This was all things that I had covered before. At least we would get to do genetics again soon, I think.
"Bella." I murmured, knowing that she could hear me. She turned her head towards me and smiled. "Do you know what we're studying next?"
"No, but I can ask Alice when we get home if you want." I nodded, and went back to doodling in my notebook. I heard the unmistakable sound of paper ripping and saw paper being shoved against my elbow.
You remember what we were talking about this weekend? About what you wanted to do?
Of course, I won't be changing my mind on that, just by the way.
I smirked at her with an eyebrow raised as she rolled her eyes at what we had written.
If you can't stand to repeat this once, then what do you think will happen when you have to re-do this for the twentieth time, if not more. We can teach these classes better then the teachers.
Worth it.
And at the idea of spending the rest of my life with her, it really was.
Alice said that she wanted to talk to you about 'your vampirism' and what she thinks about the life. She doesn't want me to be there though.
Alice was always so happy, she had to be alright with this life. If Bella thought that talking to Alice would deter me, she was sadly mistaken. But I had kind of hoped to have my love there with me when I spoke to the others, I found comfort in her presence.
Alright, but I don't think that Alice could change my mind.
You would be surprised by what she has to say.
She nodded and I could tell that she would say no more on the subject for now. I bit my lip and grasped her hand under the table, content with the contact. Her skin was so soft and smooth, but hard and cold too. I knew from the questioning that she was as hard as marble, and that barely anything could break the surface or tear through it, but that's not how she felt. Her hand felt so small and delicate in my own.
I sighed in relief when we got to the gym. We were starting badminton today but needed to go through all of the theory work first. We didn't have to change and run round on the court, thrashing birdies with under budget school rackets. I could sit at the back of the stands with Bella wrapped in my arms. Try and think of a better lesson than that. I could, the ending. Coach Dwyer didn't finish his lecture so that meant that we would get another thirty minutes on theory tomorrow. Perfect. Grabbing her hand and pulling her from the gym
"Come on Bella!" I whisper yelled as Mike Newton glared at me, then looked Bella up and down and smirked. It was obvious what he was thinking about. Pig. She was My Bella.
"Anxious?" She giggled.
"Well dahh." I smirked at her over my shoulder as she started to walk faster, so that we were side by side.
"So are you sure that you are alright to talk to Alice?"
"Of course, why wouldn't I be."
She shrugged. "Just wanted to make sure."
"I like Alice. She's nice and happy, I mean, confusing and kinda crazy, but happy."
"That's true." She laughed. "But just make sure not to call her crazy to her face, not anymore." We reached the car then, and Alice bounded up to me to hug me.
"Hey Edward! Hurry up and drive, we have a lot to talk about!" She pushed me to my car and opened the door for me, then pushed me in. Bella was glaring at her, before she walked around to the passenger side and climbed in.
"Sorry about that one, but you were right when you said she was confusing, you just forgot hyperactive."
"That is not an insult!" Alice called from the backseat of the Mercedes next to us. I laughed and put the car in drive, following Rosalie from the parking lot and started the commute to their house.
"So does Alice want me to be changed?" I asked, breaking the comfortable silence as we past the street that I usually went to.
"Yes, she even yelled at me for not saying yes straight away. Alice pretty much lives in her visions. If she see's something, to her it is as good as done and if she likes it, she does everything in her power to make it happen as soon as possible. That's just Alice."
"Well, has she seen me as one of you?" She didn't respond, and when I looked over at her she looked torn. "Bella?"
"She has seen you as one of us, she isn't too sure of the timing and she doesn't know how we do it, but the picture is completely clear. She only see's two options for you now, and that is the good one." Her voice was a whisper. She looked heartbroken, was the idea of me being turned that bad.
"You really don't want me to be a vampire do you?"
She whipped her head around to face me, shock written plainly on her face.
"Why do you think that!"
"Because you looked so upset."
"I wasn't upset about the thought of you being a vampire, I was sad about the alternative, the supposed 'only other option'." She took a steadying breath and looked through the window shield. She continued quietly, but the tone told me that she wasn't lying. "Of course I want you to be like us, I love you. I just want you to make sure that you know what you are getting into." I smiled at her honesty and grasped her hand, bringing it to my human lips. I wasn't going to tell her that there was no way that I would, or more like could, change my mind about her. I settled with simply saying "Alright" after I kissed her and pulling up at the front of her house. Alice had my door open before I could fully comprehend and was leaning over me too unbuckle my seatbelt and pulling me from the car, through the front door and up the stairs, with Bella screaming at her that I break. I followed silently and decided that life would be so much easier with Alice on my side.
She pulled me to her and Jasper's room. It was obvious that a female lived here, but there were distinct male qualities, like the acoustic guitar and black army boots that were next to the couch. They, like Bella, had a glass wall. Their king bed was on that wall, right in the middle. The headboard was honey coloured wood with a light gold and pale green quilt and pillow set. The bed side tables and an old fashioned dresser were made from the same coloured wood. The left side wall had two doors, probably leading to the bathroom and closet.. The right had a light gold couch the same colour as the quilt and cushions the same colour pale green. Their were two arms chairs around the couch that were the same colour. They didn't stand out, but matched the room. Next to the dresser (on the same wall as the main door) was and old fashioned changing stand in the same pale green. On each side of the closet and the bathroom doors there was a bookcase. Their was also a desk. In between the closet and bathroom doors was a honey coloured desk that had a silver laptop on it, and had papers and fashion magazines all over it. They were pilled on the floor next to the desk. Maybe Alice wasn't such a neat freak like the rest of the room made her look like.
"What do you think?!?"
I looked at her amused. "It's really nice, I like the colours."
"That's what I thought! Esme helped us design everything." She dragged me to the armchair and pointed at it, before settling herself on to the couch. She stared at me, unblinking, and I fidgeted under her intense gaze.
"So, Bella said that you wanted to talk to me."
"And you know what I wanted to talk to you about?"
"About being a vampire?" That shouldn't have sounded like a question, I already knew.
"Exactly." She nodded pointedly, determinedly, then smiled at me. "So, you want to know about my past? It's part of the story. Obviously." I nodded eagerly happy to be gaining some more insight into this family.
"Alright."