Hung Up
Today was the day. She would see him in biology and they would fall madly in love with each other just like in a fairytale. I laughed to myself. Love wouldn't come today. Today would be hard for Edward but he could cope.
I jumped down from the tree and pinned the deer I was hunting with my body. He struggled under my lethal grasp. While my teeth were about to sink in, I saw her. Edward's mind went crazy after that. I jerked back and the deer limped forward as fast as it could.
Edward's mind was a mess. He wanted her and her scent was sinking into my mind. She smelt delicious and Edward was on the boarder line. He couldn't give in. He couldn't kill her. His conscience couldn't handle that.
My feet flew underneath of me. In my head, I kept repeating that words.
Be strong.
If I could get into his hearing range, it would help. Any help could prevent what he wanted to do. Edward was thinking so much. A side I never knew was coming out. He actually wanted to hurt her. He wanted to suck every drop of blood from her body at all cost. He was even willing to kill everyone in the classroom to do it.
Be strong.
He kept telling himself to calm down. She couldn't be that great. But she was, not only in her scent. I saw the way she looked at him from the corner of his eyes. He was a mystery to her and that made her crave him. Even though he was giving her the death glare of a century and lusting for her blood, she wanted him.
Edward started to think of other ways to kill her, to get around from hurting everyone else. He was thinking of how the rest of the Cullen's would take it. He hopefully, ultimately, would understand how much more trouble it would cause for the family. More then just falling in love with her and risking her life by keeping her human.
Be Strong.
He was. Gripping the table, and barely inhaling, but the thoughts were still moving. He was arguing with the little Edwards in his head. One was being calm, and rational. Knowing killing her would ruin everything his family, and he had worked for. He liked Forks, he knew he didn't want to mess it up.
But the other side. The other side, was dangerous, and violent. And more than anything just wanted to taste the blood so visibly running through her veins. More than anything, thought that it would be worth it. Just a little bit longer, while he fought off the side that wanted to kill her so badly, he was being strong.
I thought to myself, she had to be worth it. But why did it hit him so hard? Edward knew she was coming. He was ready for her, why did he crave her so much?
Once the class was over, I called him. I didn't make it in time to help him what so ever but he didn't hurt her. He fled to his car and drowned himself with the cold Forks air.
I was surprised when he answered.
"Julia help me." he begged like he was begging for his life. But he was begging for her.
"Edward. What's wrong? Her scent isn't that bad."
"You don't understand. You've never smelt blood before. She's unlike anything I've ever smelt. Its indescribable. I need to taste her. I need to kill her." he began to get louder, his words more jumbled.
"No. You don't. Edward."
"You don't understand." he cut me off. "It's not like you Julia!" he began to shout. "I never craved for you. But she, she must have the most delicious blood, and it would be so easy!"
"Edward, you aren't acting like yourself. Take deep breaths. Just remember, everything will be okay in the end."
"I'm going to leave."
"What's the point in leaving if you're just going to come back?" I question.
...he lost it. After a minute of hearing him yelling at me I started to ignore him. Then, I hung up. He didn't call back and neither did I.
He ended up leaving…and then he came back.
That day he talked to her. Tested his ability to stay around her and not react to her scent even though he would always crave it, always feel a lust for her blood. But what was more, he got to know her. And even though he didn't know it quite yet…he loved her, and he stopped thinking of me.