Sorry it took so long. I was waiting for an idea to come to me. Truthfully, I didn't know why Edward didn't come over. But now I do. :D (I'm sorry for all the spelling mistakes in my first story. I really am not a bad speller, I was being sloppy in my typing. Sorry !)
The next day was unlit and bitter. The rain was coming down tiredly, disappearing into the
fog as it reached the ground. Perfect. This gave Edward no exuse not to be in school, unless what
had caused him to cancel last night also made him not show up this morning.
I got ready eagerly, and ran down the stairs to the front door. It was difficult to see out the window,
when the rain was running down it so heavily on the other side. But, I could barely see the shape
of a silver volvo sitting in my driveway, waiting for me. Not bothering to eat breakfast, I
ran out the door and through the cold air.
Edward was quickly at my door. He opened it for me, and I got in, as he placed his jacket
over my shoulders. It smelled wonderful.
In one sudden motion, my door was closed, and he was in the drivers seat, smiling at me.
"Hello," He said, taking my hand. My heart sped up.
"Hi." I replied. We sat in silence for a moment as he pulled out of my driveway.
"I'm sorry about not coming last night." He said, sounding very apologetic.
"That's all right." I said to him, placing my other hand on his. Then, hesitantly, I added "Can you tell me why you didn't come now"
He cautiously looked at my face, and took a moment before saying anything.
"You'll find out soon enough."
We were already at school, thanks to Edwards erratic driving. He helped me out of the car,
and into the warm building. His arm around my waste, we headed to our first class, barely sitting
as the bell rang shrilly.
Edward was right. I did find out soon. At lunch, the table which usually filled with 6 people
had an extra chair pulled up to it. On it, was a boy about 17 or 18. I knew what he was right
away, and he overwhelmed me. Not because he was a vampire, but because he was absolutley gorgeous,
even more magnificent than Edward. I stared at him, dazed by what I was seeing. Who was he?
I headed toward the table, but Edward stopped me. It tore my gaze away from the intriguing angel. I looked upat Edward,
questioningly.
"Edward, who is that?" I asked him, not daring to look at the stranger again, fearing I wouldn't
be able to look away.
"That... is Erik. He's the one that we stayed with for a while." He said, his eyes anxious.
"Is there something the matter with me meeting him, then?"
"I'm not sure, actually." He said, glancing at Erik. I'm sure that he could sense my anticipation, and
in consequence told me that he thought that it could be all right if I met him.
He let me walk over to the table where Erik sat. About ten steps away from my usual place,
he turned and looked at me. Immediatley his smile vanished. Edward stood close to me as Eriks dark purple
eyes turned wild, focused on mine. He pressed his arms tightly to his side, fists shaking. He
moved further away from me. I knew this reaction, and apparently Edward did, to. He growled
under his breath and pulled me away quickly out of the lunchroom. Even then he didn't stop. We
were in his silver volvo before he said anything.
"Bella... That was exactly what I was afraid would happen. I'm so sorry." He touched my
face, tucked my hair behind my ear softly. "If you could see what was in his mind just then.
He felt just as I did the first time I saw you. But he... he's not as well practiced. He doesn't
drink human blood, like us... But it's hard to resist you."
"Why is he here?" I asked, barely managing to get the words out correctly. I was still
shocked at what had just happened.
"He just showed up. He said that his family had disappeared unexpectedly, and suspected
that they me be with us. He won't be here long"
"Oh"
"Bella, you're all right. Don't worry." Edward pressed my hand against his cheek. I could feel
the heat in my cheeks as I stared at Edwards face. I couldn't tell him that I wasn't worried about
Erik not being able to control himself around me. No... I wasn't worried about that at all. I had
been around vampires much to long to truly care about that kind of thing anymore. I was worried
about Erik, and what I had felt for him when I saw him. It couldn't possibly be the same passion
I felt for Edward, could it?
It wasn't at all the same, I decided firmly. But as Edward drove me to his house, I couldn't
help but doubt a bit.
