Hey, guys. Here's chapter eight. THere are only going to be about... three more chapters, I think, and the last one's pretty short, so...
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The car stopped.
"Edward..." I whimpered, completely sick of being in the car. It smelled like.. cars, and a lot of exhaust? Where were we?
Gee, Seth. Why don't you just look out the window?
Because, Seth, Edward blindfolded me while I was dozed off.
I shook my head viciously. Oh no. Some of Edward's craziness was rubbing off on me. Noooo. Noooo, I don't want to be crazy, I like my--
"Seth." Edward sounded like he was holding back laughter. No, wait. He was laughing. "Have you ever been to Seattle, Seth?"
Seattle? No. Why would I ever go to Seattle? "No. Why?" I answered, Edward chuckled, and I could see.
"Waugh!" I covered my eyes against the bright light. Even though the tinted windows, the light was blinding.
"What's wrong?" Edward squeaked, and I slowly opened my eyes to the blinding light.
"I can't see. It's too bright in here, aren't the windows tinted?" I complained, and Edward chuckled.
"Sorry, that's my fault." I glanced at Edward, and regretted it. He was just a big lightbulb, spakling in the filtered sunlight.
"Oh.. Cover up... Or something, dude. You're blinding me." I covered my eyes and looked out the window.
"Whaa?" I tipped my head ot the side and thought for a moment, trying to keep my brain straight. How did I get here? A car, duh. Why am I here? Edward. Another duh. But.. Seattle? Why?
"I thought it would be nice, you know, to get out of the small town scene for a while." Edward looked thoughtful, and I just shrugged. I really didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"It is nice." I suggested, and looked at Edward. He still looked sad. I let out a huff, and let his sadness roll off of me. Hey, I didn't choose to be his babysitter. "So.. Where are we going?"
"Do you like aquariums?" Edward asked, and I shrugged.
"I don't know, I've never been to one." I said simply, and that seemed to confirm Edward's decision.
"Do you like fish?" He asked, and I nodded.
"I like the tide pools at the beach."
"You'll love this, then."
Well, we eventually got to the aquarium, to say the least. All the way through Seattle, I couldn't help but make comments about the smell. It was disgusting, I can't understand how anyone would want to live here.
But aquariums are amazing. There are whole rooms, halls , just made of glass, fish, and water. I spent most of the time staring in awe of all the different kinds of fish, and the colors of everything were amazing.
We, I, was looking at some angelfish that were swimming really close to the glass. I placed my hand gingerly against the clear barrier.
"They're pretty amazing, aren't they?" Edward mused, and I nodded. We had been through almost everything in the aquarium, and I was regretting the approach of the exit doors.
"Thanks for, um, bringing me here, Edward." I smiled at him, and Edward looked, well, insanely happy. I had no intention of knowing what was going on in his head, so I just grabbed his hand was we walked on.
It was kind of weird, holding Edward's hand like that. He was so, so cold, but it felt amazing. My heart felt like it was going to explode, and I gripped his stone hand tighter. Edward looked shocked for a moment, and then smiled crookedly at me. It was the most glorious sight in the world, and I came to one conclusion. Edward needed to smile more, to share that smile with the world.
"Let's go to a hotel," Edward suggested, and I drooled at the thought of room service. "You look like you could use a meal." I grinned.
Edward's bright, golden eyes shimmered in the street lights. Street lights? I guess we'd been in there longer than I'd thought. Oh well.
"Yeah." I mumbled, and we trotted, hand in hand to Edward's Volvo.
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