AN: Oh My God. I Am SOOOOOOOO sorry for not updating in forever. I feel truly horrible. That was extremely evil of me. However, I make up for it with a fairly long chapter AND some extremely interesting stuff in said chapter. (At least I think so). Please forgive me. -gets on hands and knees and grovels hopelessly-.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Blah blah blah blah blah.
(DPOV)
In the week and a half before school started, I did everything in my power to avoid Alex at all times. Unfortunately I found that harder and harder to do. For some strange reason I kept thinking of him, and his face would pop up in my mind, or I would catch his smell even when I was all alone in my room. It annoyed me, and I couldn't help but try and shake it off. The worst part was, it seemed as though I couldn't shake it. It also didn't help that every time we were all gathered in one spot, I would look up and find him staring at me. I hated to see it, but it seemed as though we were drawn together, though I couldn't fathom how. The day before school started I had finally found the ending to the story I was writing and was in the living room, madly scribbling it all down. The final chapter had me completely wrapped in it. I had to write it down or I would explode. I was so enamored I didn't notice when Alex came into the room. In fact, I didn't notice him until he was leaning over the couch watching my progress. I looked up and jolted, surprised to find his face dangerously close to mine.
"Oh my God!" Alex had been so close to me we had almost kissed. I could hear him chuckling as he made no attempt to move away. "You scared the crap out of me. What the hell are you doing?"
"Waiting for you finish that sentence." He pointed to where I had left off, the paper now marred by a random pen mark. The move brought him closer to me, and I could smell him very clearly. The scent I had caught in my room was completely eclipsed by the real thing. Frustrated, I slammed the notebook closed.
"You know it's insanely rude to read over someone's shoulder." I said matter-of-factly, trying to stay calm and make him angry at the same time.
"You know it's insanely rude to not share the work of genius with the rest of the world." He copied my tone exactly as he smirked and moved away. "Bella told me of your writing. You really shouldn't keep writing like that locked up." I couldn't help but be flattered. For once he wasn't using that mocking tone he usually did with me.
"What else did they tell you?" I asked curiously. I wondered if they had told Alex about…him. But I knew them, and I knew they wouldn't do something like that. Alex's dark brows knitted together, creating a small valley in the perfect marble of his forehead.
"Nothing unfortunately. That's what's been bugging me."
"You think it's bugging you?" I asked, sitting up from my spot on the couch, "Imagine how it is for me!"
"Why would it be hard for you? You're the one who can read my mind!" He countered, incredulous.
"That's what's so infuriating. I should be able to but I can't. Something's screwed up with your brain." Alex looked surprised at first, then laughed loudly.
"Ever think that maybe I don't want you in my head?" he replied. I narrowed my eyes.
"Any reason why?" I asked. Maybe he was hiding something. I would bet anything he was. He looked at me for a long moment.
"There you go again. You look so sure that I did something, or that I'm going to do something horrible. Why is that I wonder?" I stood up and crossed the room, planning to march up the stairs. I was going to go upstairs, slam my door and play music really loudly. I didn't care about how much of a cliché it was. I paused halfway, realizing that Alex was right behind me.
"Why I you following me?" I turned and glared, thoroughly ticked off at this point.
"I'm not following you. My room's upstairs too. Can I not go to my room? Is that against the rules?"
"No! There aren't any rules. You're just being insanely annoying and I don't feel like even occupying the same ten square feet that you do!"
"Oh, that one hurt Dani. You shouldn't be so mean." I groaned angrily.
"Look. I am perfectly willing to overlook that little lapse of judgment on your part that occurred last week. School starts tomorrow for the first time for me since I was changed." I pointed one long finger at him. He backed up a step, half amused, half angry. I jabbed a finger in his chest to enunciate each word. "Don't. Ruin. This. For. Me. I'm warning you. I want this year to run smoothly and it won't if you insist on acting like, well, you." I turned on a heel. No sooner had I taken one step from him had he grabbed my arm and pulled me right back. Our eyes locked as I felt a shockwave move up my arm from his hand. I felt my stomach clench as his gaze held mine. His eyes, now the golden color of the rest of us smoldered. Had they always been so damn deep? The anger and annoyance seemed to evaporate. His eyes suddenly changed and I watched as something clicked within them. Suddenly his had was behind my neck, pulling me down the few steps that separated us, pulling me against him. Our lips met in a way that was anything but gentle. I could almost feel our anger mash together and collide in an explosion of fire and ice. His lips teased and plundered and I found my mouth moving with his. My undead heart tightened and I could feel the kiss all the way to my toes. My mind clouded over as he pressed his lips to my throat and all coherent thought evaporated. I sighed and fell limp in his arms. I felt the scrape of his teeth at my throat. With that one movement a memory came skidding back. Nicholas scraping his teeth against my throat, as I screamed, feeling the first sting of venom. I jolted and shoved Alex away as his face blurred in front of me, changing. For a brief second I could see Nicholas standing in front of me, a living nightmare.
"No!" I shouted, shaking my head slowly. I turned and sprinted up the stairs running into my room and slamming the door as I collapsed against it. I stared at my hand and sobbed. Not again. Not ever again.
(APOV)
My eyes widened as I watched Dani run up the stairs. What was wrong? She had looked at me so strangely, like I hadn't been the one standing there, like someone else had. I looked back up and found Edward standing up at the top of the stairs, glaring at me.
"What happened?" he asked, his voice flat.
"Nothing." I answered, attempting to make my way past him, but one look at his eyes told me I wasn't getting anywhere without and explanation.
"Alex. Do you want me to pry it out of your head?" He asked. I grimaced.
"Dani and I kissed, alright? It's not a crime." Edward smirked triumphantly.
"That explained the running and screaming."
"Not funny." I glared. Edward lost the smirk.
"Once again, what happened?" I sighed.
"You know, I don't exactly know. One minute everything was fine, we were snogging and were really getting into it and-"
"Ugh. Spare me the details Alex, I can still beat you senseless. She's like a sister to me." Edward interrupted. I smiled once, humorlessly.
"Sorry. But I start kissing her neck and I think I let my teeth touch her neck or something and she just bolted and yelled." I sighed, "It's like I wasn't even there. Like she was looking at someone else." I looked at Edward and saw in his eyes that he knew who I was talking about.
"Oh Dani." he sighed.
"What? Do you know why she did that?" I asked.
"Yes. But I can't tell you. She has to tell you. Maybe then she'll trust you." He muttered the last part under his breath.
"Good luck with that. I don't know why she doesn't trust me. It doesn't make any sense."
"It's complicated. Just go to her and talk to her. Tell her your story. She'll trust you enough to tell you after that." he replied.
"What if she freaks on me again?" I asked warily. Edward chuckled darkly.
"She won't. Trust me. She won't. Just watch what you say. She doesn't trust easily." We started walking toward her room.
"I can tell. Well, here goes nothing." I stopped in front of her door. Edward smirked and continued walking towards his own room.
"Emmett was right." he muttered under his breath. I glared once at his back and knocked on the door.
AN: Ooooo. Cliffy. Kinda. I don't like giving cliffy's. It makes me feel bad. Lol. Review!