Chapter 10 EPOV.

I was sitting on my bed.

I was listening to some song from a new band called Twisted Truths.

The song was good, But I couldn't find it in myself to let the music take me.

Your voice is in my head, can you please tell me where you left me to run away to.

Can you maybe warn me next time your gunna walk away from me.

It's not like I said Its over, Its not like I swore we'd cry,

I listened to the song dully.

But my mind wasn't focused, There were thousands of impossible thoughts and desires swirling in endless clouds in my brain.

There were also tons of questions.

What Is it about Bella?

Why Is it then when she's around I lose all control over my senses?

Why Is it that my sister Alice pesters me constantly to talk to Bella?

But, most importantly; Why Is it that Bella's window Is always lit up, even in the dead of the night?

Those are all fucking good questions, and I couldn't wait to find the answers.

I sighed.

Bella had stormed out of the hospital and attempted to walk home alone.

She had, without a doubt, managed to get herself lost in the small community of Forks.

I laughed at the fact that somebody had actually managed to get lost in Forks.

My evil laughing died down as I remembered the glare I had received from her earlier.

You Idiotic fool Edward.

I sighed once more.

I heard a door slam and looked out on my balcony in time to see Carlisle driving away.

I turned the song off, and made my way to my piano.

There had been a particular tune- well, more a melody- playing itself over in my head since the Biology incident.

It was- for all intense purposes -beautiful.

But the melody had a certain underlying sadness to it.

It reminded me of the earlier view of Bella's eyes.

The sadness and weariness.

Something wasn't being shown here.

Bella was keeping something secret.

I had to stop thinking about Bella, or I would go crazy.

I played around with the tune, changing key until it was finally as perfect as possible.

I played it over and over, just savouring the happiness and tranquillity in the tune.

I lost track of time, and soon Emmett returned with the same blonde as last time.

Whoa, since when does Emmett date a girl twice? This must be fucking serious.

The girl's face turned to pure hatred as she saw me sitting in the corner of the room.

Emmett- who I had managed to avoid for a few days- shifted the bimbo so that she was facing me and spat towards me "This Is my girlfriend Rosalie. You met her the other night. Now apologize."

I jumped at the harshness in his tone and then smiled at both his and Rosalie. "I'm sorry. I must have came across such a jerk" I held my hand out for Rose- Rosalie, like Isabella was a bit of a mouthful so I shortened It too- to shake and she smiled a little.

She shook my hand roughly before dragging Emmett upstairs.

I didn't want to stick around to hear them fucking again.

I decided it was late enough for a walk, Carlisle had the night shift, so he wouldn't be coming home any time soon to notice my absence.

Once again, I found myself wandering the familiar landmarks of Forks.

The houses weren't all dark tonight, I guessed there must be some kind of game on.

I had never been a fan of sports, and that's just another example of how me and Emmett differ.

I wasn't tired tonight.

It was unusual, but seeing Bella unconscious had the opposite effect of a lullaby.

Instead of going to sleep to dream of Bella, I fund myself staying awake to make sure that Bella was safe.

I wasn't sure what I felt for Bella Swan.

It couldn't be love.

Pity? Maybe.

Hate? Sometimes.

Exasperation? All the time.

The way Bella would blush for no reason, as If she was thinking something that she shouldn't be; I could only hope right.

The way that Bella seemed to be in her own little world.

The times where she would sometimes usher a sentence with slightly too much emotion.

Bella was like a puzzle.

The missing pieces scattered everywhere for me to find.

I had no idea what Bella was like.

Bella's thoughts were impossible to decipher.

She never said what she was really thinking, That much was devastatingly obvious.

I shook my head.

These weren't the type of thoughts you are supposed to have for somebody who you don't actually know.

Your not supposed to daydream about them.

You aren't supposed to ache as if part of your soul has been ripped form your heart as soon as they leave your side.

It was not fucking right.

I was beginning to see the homes nearing Bella's so I put my hood up.

I couldn't afford for Bella to know I was watching her.

I noticed, first of all, that all of the windows in Bella's home were dark.

No lights, no nothing.

I was about to walk away, when I heard footsteps behind me.

Shit, I thought to myself, beginning to walk again.

I chanced a glance back.

Bella.

It was fucking Bella.

Bella half ran into her home.

She locked the door behind her, and without a doubt slid down the door frame.

I wanted to know what the fuck had upset Bella.

I wanted to fucking kill them.

I ground my teeth together in frustration, and began the long walk back to my house.

Who gives a fuck If Emmett's still there.

Once I made it to my house, I grabbed the key from the post box.

I stormed into the house.

I was mad at myself.

I was mad at Bella.

I was mad at my fucking brain.

I knew one thing for fucking sure.

I wasn't tired any more.

A/N sorry. Shorter than planned. Its just got so fucking late-Gives the clock evils-

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