I sucked in a large breath as I watched the five ghost-like figures make their way across the lawn. I knew it was only moments before Edward would have me cowering against the wall under his deadly glare. From my place at the window I could see the angry glint in his eyes already.

The door flew open down stairs and I rushed over to the bed. I sunk down, my eyes fixed on the bedroom door. Seconds later, that too flew open, and there he stood… staring at me.

For a moment there was dead silence, and I was beginning to think that he wasn't in total control of himself yet. But, that changed as soon as he clenched his fists and opened his mouth to speak – or yell.

"What the hell do you think you were doing?" He spat. Shaking, I shook my head. I couldn't cry, I couldn't move. I just had to sit there and try to stay as calm as possible.

"I don't know." I mumbled, looking away from him.

"Dammit, Bella! I could've killed you if I hadn't been paying attention. I wanted to. You don't know how badly I wanted to. But you ran, and I fought with myself. I wasn't going to run after you. I was worried, I was angry, and I was terrified." He paused to inhaled before turning his back to me. "Are you all right?"

"No." I said honestly, standing up and watching as he turned around to face me. "Edward, I want to go home. I want to go home now." He pressed his lips into a thin line and nodded.

"Get your stuff, and I'll take you home." I didn't have to be told twice. I snatched my bag off of the bed and followed him out the door.

Down stairs they were all waiting. I took in the look on each of their faces. They were sure to hate me now. Rosalie looked even angrier than she ever had, and I was positive that she was fighting with herself not to just kill me right then and there.

"We'll see you soon, Bella." Esme said, forcing a smile. I nodded and bit my lip.

"I'm sorry." I managed to say before just bolting out the door. I dove for the car, and quickly buckled myself into the passenger seat. Edward slid in beside me, and we were off.

The ride started off in silence, but sooner or later I knew one of us had to speak. I was just about to say something before he interrupted me.

"Why did you do it? What possessed you enough to try and find me?" He asked sharply. I thought for a moment before sighing.

"I don't know. I was curious, I guess. I wanted to know, and I thought that…" I trailed off and stared out of the window. It was dark now, and the only things I could see where what the headlights illuminated.

"That it would be amusing?" He exhaled slowly before stopping the car and turning to look at me. He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, but I cringed and turned away. "Bella, please don't be scared." He whispered.

"I don't know you." I said sadly. He was speechless as he turned back in his seat and resumed driving.

"Do you want me to come back?"

"What?" Did I hear him right? Was he asking me if I wanted him to come back? Why?

"I should've stayed away long ago…" He mumbled, shaking his head and looking at me. "I can stay away if that's what you want." I shook my head.

"No. That's not what I want. All I want is to…is to…" I didn't know what I wanted anymore. Besides going home… I wasn't sure.

"Edward, I'm sorry." I said finally. "I ruined what started out to bea nice weekend. They probably hate me now."

"They're worried." He said simply.

"About what?"

"About you. About me. About everything." He said simply, his eyes transfixed on the dirt road. I just nodded slowly and looked away. That was understandable, I guessed.

I knew it would be another hour or two, so I just fell silent and settled back to take a nap.