Edward sat back down on the kitchen chair and stared at me, with an unreadable look. I am trying to figure out what he is saying. What is he saying? Why will he not come back over to me? I feel stupid just standing here on the other side of the counter top of the island from him. I have all these mixed emotions, when I really only wanted to have one. Happiness. So instead of being mad at him for sitting down, I can ask him all the questions that were now swirling around in my head.
"What was that thi- boy that was chasing me?" I asked trying to break the unwanted silence.
"A helper, they go around finding lost people to eat." Edward said looking out the window.
"So was he human?"
"Yes, helpers find food for vampires and other creatures. They are usually kids who ran away or have no home. You don't want to know how they kill you. But don't worry, I took care of that for you."
"Do your eyes always turn red when you hunt?"
"Yes. Full of questions tonight, aren't you?" Edward asked with a smile.
"Why did you leave me Edward?" Edward's smile vanished.
"Because I can't turn you into a vampire. You have choices and a life to live, unlike me."
"If I was dieing would you turn me?"
"Yes, of course. In a heart beat." A thought popped into my head. No, no, no, I can't do that. But ignoring my own thoughts, I turned around and picked up a knife and started stabbing myself. First I stabbed myself directly in the heart and then several other places around my heart. I felt nothing, no pain, but I did feel my warm blood flowing down my body as I feel to the floor.