*Sorry my update took so terribly long, I was waiting for my lap top cooler thing to get here before I wrote again. Also, sorry this chapter is a little bit short but I'll be updating more regularly. Please read, review and recommend. I would like to get more readers.

Chapter 4

I have to leave. The four word sentence I had been repeating to myself all night long, yet I couldn't make myself move.

What were they? That's what I needed to know. I began to go through each of my encounters with the Cullens. They smelled different, not like humans. They didn't have a heart beat. Safe to say they weren't human. They were beautiful, painfully so, with pale skin, and dark eyes. What else? They seemed familiar, did I know them? Should I know them? Could they possibly be... No there was no chance they could be like me, I would recognize that right? They wouldn't smell so strange and foreign. They seemed to know about me though or as Emmett put it, they had theories. Could their theories even come close or were they as much in the dark as I was?

I was tired of thinking and somehow I just stopped. I stopped thinking anything at all for a long while. It seems that my internal debate had droned on until it was no more, no thoughts were. Its like I had become another piece of furniture for a while. Not healthy. I was losing my mind, in the literal sense. I couldn't do this, I should be alert in case anything happened.

"That's it!" I said outloud startling myself.

That's what I would do. I would just wait it out. If there were any hint of actual danger then I would flee. It made sense. Until now I hadn't been in any actual danger right? Beyond meeting the Cullens in the woods and getting a few death glares from Edward had I been in real danger? I guess both of those were reasons enough to run but naturally I wouldn't. I had been trying to justify staying before the internal debate had even began.

And so I decided to stay. If danger or death came beckoning then I would welcome them. Until now it had been self preservation above all else but no longer. What was there to fear, I used to look for death, beg for it even, why should I fear it now?

This was my last thought as I dozed off. I woke up to the birds chirping in the chilly air. I would pick up my truck this morning. But it was still too early, how should I fill my spare time? Hunting seemed like the best option. I sped through the woods and caught a deer, the forests seemed empty though so I figured this would suffice.

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I got out of my truck slowly, a little too reluctant to leave the warm truck. I closed my door and looked up to find Edwards gaze fixed upon me. He was on the far side of the parking lot but I could make out every feature of his beautiful face. It almost hurt to look away but embarrassment washed over me and I averted my eyes. The strap of my back pack slipped off my shoulder and my books tumbled to the ground. Perfect, just perfect.

I was picking up my things when I heard it, the distinct sound of tires screeching in my direction. Tyler's van had spun out of control and was seconds away from crushing me. Before I could think of a way to position myself that would make it plausible for me to walk away unscathed I felt a steel grip around me. My head hit against the black and I heard as Tyler's van hit my truck and then another car. There goes my new tail light. When I looked up again everything seemed very different. The cars were somehow wrapped into a cocoon around me and the floor was a lot closer than I remembered. A pair of strong pale hands swiftly loosened their grip and disappeared behind me. I stifled a shriek and closed my eyes tightly again. When I opened them Edward was sitting as far as he could from me in the small space, hugging his knees, eyes towards the ground.

"Are you ok?" He chuckled. His voice didn't match his position, he looked tense, but his voice was light, joking.

"I think so." I paused to make a quick inventory "yes, I am, how are you?"

He said nothing, a smile playing across his lips. I tried to think of what to say next as people started shouting panicked cries at each other.

"How did you reach me so quickly?"

"What do you mean Bella, I was right next to you."

"No you weren't, you were across the lot next to your car, I saw you." I said incredulously. Why was he lying?

"No I wasn't, I was..."

"Bella? Bella?! Are you ok?!" I heard Mike from the other side of the cars.

Ugh.

"Yeah, everything is ok. We're fine."

"We'll get you out of there."

"There's no rush" I responded coolly then turned my head to look at Edward.

"I would like you to tell me the truth please."

He was still looking away, his expression looked pained.

"There's nothing to tell. I was right next to you and when I saw the van I pulled us away."

"Why are you lying to me?"

"Please don't push this Bella." He said quietly. The way he was talking to me made me sad.

"Ok, I'll let it go, for now."

"I suppose that's reasonable." Now his voice sounded resigned. I didn't like this either.

"So... Do you come here often?"

He laughed.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"What are you thinking?"

"Not that."

"Please?" His voice was very persuasive and I had the feeling that if he looked at me I would answer without a question.

"I'm curious as to what your secret is."

"I think yours is far more interesting."

A cold shiver moved down my back and I got goose bumps when he said this.

"Are you cold?"

"No... Yes."

Before we could say anything more the cars began to move. There were so many questions left unanswered. But I looked at him and he seemed relieved. He didn't want to be near me, I could tell. As the seconds passed he grew more and more impatient. At least he was back though, it might not mean much but I felt better.