Bad News: This chapters a shortie. Please excuse grammar mistakes, and they will be fixed at a later date.

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I looked into my closet helplessly. I idly wondered what Alice would say to wear, but unable to decide, I dialed her number. Strangely enough, she didn't answer my call. White fluff caught my eye, and I noticed that snow had begun to cover the ground.

I glanced back at my closet and pulled out a pair of skinny jeans along with my dark scarlet form-fitting sweater. The clock read a quarter to five, so I pulled on my Chuck Taylors trudged out into the cold. Snow had already littered itself in my hair by the time I had made it to Victoria's building. She smiled widely when I entered.

"Alice isn't home, is she?" I groaned at what her comment meant. I didn't look up to her standards. I shook my head. "I'll fix up your hair."

Vicky was faster at straightening than anyone I had ever seen. The extra five minutes we had we used to flatten my hair like a board.

A knock sounded and we both ran towards the door, and the obstruction was yank out of the way.

Bronze hair…strong chest...dark glass covered eyes…

I wanted to faint. I wanted to curl up in a ball and cry. I wanted to kiss him all over, and I wanted to run away from him again.

But I got nothing of the kind.

"I'm Edward Cullen," The boy trusted his hand out in front of him, almost hitting James.

"Dude, she's that way," James whispered.

Edward's face flushed bright, and he changed the direction of his hand.

I took his hand in mine, "Isabella."

Three gasps came from the others. "He can touch you?" James nearly shrieked, and Vicky gave him a jealous look probably remembering the reason why he moved to her after me.

Edward appeared startled. "Why wouldn't I be able to touch her?" He quickly dropped my hand as if he had worried if he's harmed me in some way.

I lifted a finger to my lips, and saw Victoria understand. "No reason," she giggled.

James looked dumbfounded, but he followed Vicky mindless to the car.

"Edward and I are going to go in my car, so we'll meet you there. Is that alright with you, Edward?" I asked, directing my attention to him. He nodded, so I took his hand in mine. I led him to my car, and the two of us raced off after James and Victoria.

Edward appeared nervous for he played mindlessly with the bottom of his beige jacket and attempted to make small talk. He seemed relieved when he felt the car come to a stop and be put into park.

The other couple was already seated, and I lead Edward by the hand to our table. James' glare had no effect on Edward considering the blind thing, but James gave his best effort anyway.

When the menus arrived, Edward cleared his throat softly and leaned towards me. "Isabella, can you read some of the choices for me?"

I took a quick glance at the other couple and saw they were engaged in a conversation, so I leaned into him. Knowing his favorite was shrimp, the choices were easy to pick from. "There is lobster, frog legs, and shrimp with cocktail sauce." My lips innocently brushed his ear while I talked, He moaned quietly. "What is it, Edward?"

He flushed, "Oh, the shrimp sounds really excellent."

Half way through dinner, Edward was enjoying his shrimp when he didn't left the piece high enough. The tail caught on the edge of the bowl and cocktail sauce dripped all over Edward's dark jeans.

"Shit," he mumbled. James chuckled and I glared him down.

"Fuck you, James," I spat, and then it was Vicky's turn to laugh. I grabbed Edward's hands and pulled him up from the table. One of the waitresses must had seen the quarrel and approached. I had done all the calculations in my head when ordering and was prepared with a waded up clump of bills.

I led him to my car and took off in a hurry.

"Damn James," I growled.

"I'm sorry, Isabella. I hope I didn't ruin your night." Edward had been silent for the majority of the ride, but he finally stuttered out words. "Perhaps you'll let me take you out sometime."

I sighed trying to control myself, "that sounds wonderful, thank you." He didn't speak for the remaining time. "Do you want to come to my apartment? My roommate isn't around."

He nodded.

True to my words, Alice wasn't around. I set my purse on the kitchen counter and turned on some of the lights. Edward stood by the door and jumped nervously when I came near.

I brought him over to my couch. When the back of his knees hit the cushions, he sat. "Don't be nervous," I whispered.

"Does it bother you that I'm blind?" he asked, obviously still nervous.

I shook my head even though he couldn't see it. "No, you seem wonderful without your sight."

After making small talk for quick some time, I couldn't hold back. The way his hand covered mine and the way his lovely aroma filled the air was intoxicating. I began to rub and sooth his tight shoulders before I leaned my face into his neck.

Edward didn't make a sound nor did he reject me as I ventured farther. My hands rested on his covered chest while my teeth tugged on his earlobe. His hands found themselves resting on my thighs, and he leaned back into me.

"Bella, kiss him. I wanted to hold and caress him. I wanted to run from my humiliating Bella, Bella," he chanted and I froze. He turned towards me and took my face in his hands. "Do you honestly believe that I wouldn't recognize your voice? After all these years of being your friend, I would never forget it."

Friend. The word scarred, but I knew somewhere that he loved me. But, he had told me so many times that perhaps it hurt him too much to feel for me.

I wanted to hug him. I wanted to of trying to hide from him. I wanted to be away from the guilt.

But I got nothing of the sort.

"What time is it?" he asked. I looked at the clock which loomed over our heads.

"It's almost eleven. Do you need a ride back to your dorm?"

Edward shook his head. "If he keeps his word, Jasper should be waiting in his car out side the building for me."

"If Jasper is out there, then do you know where Alice is?" I asked. He shook his head again.

"I haven't seen her lately, but I have to go. Please, call me soon." Edward grabbed me in a quick embrace then released much too early. Feeling his way out, Edward grabbed for his cane in hopes of not falling down the down on his way to Jasper's car.

He turned toward my general area on last time. "You are the only person besides my family who openly admitted that my blindness did not bother you."

Guilt. I felt it burn through me for I had pretended to be someone else to kept Edward in the dark, metaphorically speaking because he was already blind. Edward knew me so well that he didn't need to touch my face. Memorizing my voice and answers, he knew me better than anyone with sight ever would.

I wanted to run after him. I wanted to cry with him. I wanted to cry for him. I wanted to apologize for all my many petty mistakes.

But I couldn't make it off the couch.

His sudden appearance and words had stunned me to my spot, and my mind couldn't process anything I wanted my body to do except for repeating and examining his words.

Alice was my next concern. If she wasn't with Jasper, and Edward didn't know where she was, then where? I trusted her with my life, but the insist thought brought a whole another round of guilt.

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