(A/N: Sorry about how long it took for me to update. It's been really busy for me at home lately. But, I promise I'll be able to update more soon!)
My light brows furrowed as I looked out at the pair of eyes. It was almost nerve-wracking, because it felt like they were staring back at me. Maybe they were. I heard the person cough, and I was reminded that we had simply been staring at each other through the peep hole for about two minutes. Great. Whoever this was probably thought I was a freak now. Not that it was anything new, for someone to make that kind of an assumption.
Right...I should let them in.
I quickly unlocked the door and swung it open. Once I did, my face turned a bright red color. Curly red hair and striking amber eyes, I realized that the person standing in front of me was none other than Edward Cullen.
"...Hey..." My voice was cautious, awkward, as I looked at him. He let out a soft chuckle.
"Hello." I frowned.
"Um...what are you doing here?" He cocked his head to the left, ever so slightly.
"I came to apologize for what happened with my girlfriend," he muttered, looking at me directly. My face turned a bright red color. What was this? Why was he suddenly seeming to care about what Bella said to me?
"Uh...thanks?" I wasn't sure what to say. This was so awkward, I didn't know what to do. Edward shrugged, running a hand through his hair.
"Really," he murmured. "I mean it. I...I should have stepped in earlier when Bella was acting that way towards you. I've noticed how much she dislikes you, and I'm not sure why. She says some pretty bad things about you...but I know they're not true." A crooked smile made its way onto his face. I frowned once more.
"How do you know that they aren't true?" I asked. "I mean...Bella's...you...you're her..." Edward sighed.
"Call it intuition, if you will," he said. "I just have a good feeling about you. And I'm sorry for the way that she's been treating you. If you like, I can talk to her and see what the deal is. Maybe I can talk some sense into her."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"Really? I doubt you can...she seems to really hate me," I said. "But if you want to try...be my guest. I just think that she'll try to...I don't know...make me out to be some kind of person that I'm not. She seems to do that a lot, with people more than just me. I think she did it with Jessica too, before she became one of her..." I hesitated to say goons. "One of her...uh...you know...better friends."
He tilted his head. "I know what you mean," he murmured, that crooked smile making its way back onto his face. It made me nervous. Why was he looking at me like that? And, more importantly, why did he seem to suddenly care about the way Bella had been treating me? It didn't make any sense.
"I have to go now," he muttered. "Sorry. But maybe we can talk again sometime. It would be fun." I nodded slowly, though I didn't quite agree. If I got closer to Edward, Bella would likely go apeshit. She already was bordering on a jealous freak. Maybe she had BPD.
"Alright," I said. "See ya around." With that, he turned and left, closing the door behind him. I was left wondering what the hell I was going to do.
(A/N: I hope this was alright :P )