You know I was kidding with that other chapter. Here is the real one. By the way, I might change this to M
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*flashback
"You did what!" His grey eyes were now cold as ice, but still had a raging fire beneath the surface. I was just scared of what would happen when it came out. I almost thought dad was going to explode. His face was red and blotchy, and he was breathing so heavily he looked like a bull in the middle of Las Vegas during Christmas. Wait, I don't think that makes since. Well anyway, even though they aren't blood related, when they get angry they look a lot alike.
Karston held his held low while he was being chastised. Father had just ran his hand through his hair for the tenth time, before he slumped back into his chair. He was in his office right now. Oh, how I longed to be there with them. Sure, Alice was nice, but I missed home too much. I guess now it wasn't a matter of hating Vampires, just a case of common home sickness.
" Father" Lillian said, the first thing she spoke in a while" I'm sure Karston can explain himself. I do not think his reason was good enough, but he was just trying to look out for his little sister. Please, please forgive him". By the end of her little speech, her voice turned sad. The kind of voice you imagine a little puppy in the pound uses. All big eyes and pouty lips. But, apparently, it worked. Father calmed down, his face going back to its usual paleness. He rubbed his temples, a habit he has when he is aggravated, and took a deep breath.
"Karston, son. What exactly was the reason you had for attacking Edward?" Karston was shocked at this, and began opening and closing his mouth, trying to find the words to say it.
"You look like a fish, Karly" said Jared. I chuckled behind my hand, earning a glare from 'Karly'.
"Karston" Father said again, sounding impatient. Finally, after about another minute, Karston meekly looked at Father. One of his fiery red curls fell in his eye, but he made no move to tuck it away. He mumbled something so quiet that I couldn't even hear. And I was standing right next to him.
"He kissed her" he said, slightly louder this time. He lifted his face slightly to gauge father's reaction. I did the same, but wasn't prepared for the sight I saw.
Father's face was still pale, but his eyes were black. Not grey, black. His knuckles were turning white from clutching the armrest to tight. This wasn't dad. I don't know who this man was.
"He kissed who" his words were dripping with venom. I was afraid. Very afraid. So was everyone else. Father looked at Karston expectantly and he gulped loudly.
"Bella" he said, his voice but a whisper. But I can tell Father heard him. The way his mouth fell open, before he shut it was telling us that. But what was strange was the suddenly dreamy look on his face.
"Children, I want you all to go to bed, but Jocelyn, tell Carlisle to expect a call from me later on tonight. And Bella, dear, please treat that ankle of yours, okay. I love you all, and. Sweet dreams." With that his hologram disappeared, and we all looked at each other, trying to sort out what had just happened.
*End flashback*
As far as I can tell, everyone but me had success with his last request. Staring up at the now familiar ceiling, my mind drifted to other things. Such as that mysterious light. We forgot to mention it to father, and it was probably to late now. But what was it?
I also thought about Karston's vision.
"He kissed you!" he had said. I was sure he meant Edward. But why would he kiss me? My mind drifted off and painted a vivid mental image of Edward wrapping his strong arm around my waist, one hand reaching up to gently cup my cheek, as he leaned in slowly, his full lips inches from mine….
WOAH! Wait a minute there girl! What the heck was I thinking? I'm a witch- well mage- and he's a vampire. And one who seems to hate me no less! It would never work out. This house must be making me crazy. There is no way he would kiss me, twisting his hands in my hair in my hair, tracing the out line of my moth with his tongue…
I mentally slapped myself. I could not think about him this way. Now I was all hot and… Agitated. I refused to believe that a Vampire made me… you know… that. I need a cup of water to cool me down, and hopefully knock some sense into my head.
With that I swung my legs off the bed and onto the cold, wood floor. Ignoring my slippers I lightly tip-toed to the door. I didn't want to wake anyone up. Let them have their sweet, Vamp-free dreams. Damn them.
I silently made my way through the hall, and down the stairs. Stepping into the kitchen, I didn't fell like turning the light on, so I just felt my way along. I definitely didn't want to trip over something.
When my hands felt something cold and hard, I knew it was the refrigerator. I could use a snack. I groped along looking for the handle.
"What are you doing!" a cold, harsh voice came from in front of me. My heart skipped a beat, and my hands flew in the air. I quickly stepped back, only to trip on my own two feet; a sharp pain coming from my ankle reminded me of my issue. As the white- hot pain shot through me I opened my mouth to scream.
A cool hand wrapped itself around my waist, and a marble- like hand clamped on my mouth, muffling my scream. I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. With the arm still around my waist, the person began moving toward the door, dragging me along with them. As the light flooded my vision, I covered my eyes, to shield them. When I hesitantly removed them a while later, I was staring into liquid gold. I felt my face heat up as I blushed madly.
Edward. A shirtless Edward. A shirtless Edward who for once didn't look like he hated me so much he could kill me. His eyes weren't black, but the color of his family members. I was probably imagining things, but it looked like a flash of regret were in them.
"Are you okay" he said softly, his voice like velvet. I nodded furiously and looked toward the ground. The way he was looking at me made my heart beat wildly. I was well aware of the close proximity of our bodies. I suddenly felt aware of what was wearing. A holey t-shirt and some black leggings. He just wore jeans. Maybe he went out hunting.
I kept my eyes focused on the ground, but they always seemed to stray upward, taking in the sight of his bare chest. "
"What are you doing here" his honey-like voice invaded my ears once again.
"W-Water" I stuttered "I thought you were the refrigerator". Surprisingly, he chuckled. The sound rumbled in his chest, and made me shiver. He seemed to finally be aware of our position, and let me go.
"Thank you" I said softly. His eyes stared up at me, silently asking what I was talking about.
"For catching me" I said. He nodded in response, but the awkward silence hung between us. I felt his eyes on me, trailing up and down my body. Little goose bumps broke out on my rms. Okay, what the heck?
"Aren't you going to get your water?" he asked humorously, eyebrow arched. I nodded crazily and walked to the cupboard. Pulling out a glass, I quickly rinsed it in the sunk. Marching over to the icebox, I took out a few cubes and dumped hem in the glass. Edward's eyes were following me the whole entire time. I got some water from the tap, and leaned against the counter of the island in the middle of the kitchen. I took a long sip of water, and sighed. Yup, I needed this. My throat felt like the desert.
Edward's laugh alerted me of his presence. I thought he had left. I glanced at him curiously. He was leaning in the door frame, his eyes never leaving me\y form.
"What" I asked. Brilliant, Bella. You've been alive for 117 years and the best you can come up with is 'what'?
He shook his head, his bronze hair falling perfectly back into place.
"Nothing" he said" You're just so… normal".
I snorted. So unladylike. "What, did you expect me to have five heads or something?"
"No, it's just that… Others always portrayed withes differently to me. Green skin, long nose, warts..." he trailed off, his eyes searching my face for….. Something.
I shook my head, and against my will laughed. "That sounds more like a hag, I guess. But they are only spirits that can be exorcised with a simple banning charm" I doted a section from one of my home-made textbooks. Father made one for all of us.
"You seem to be very knowledgeable about things pertaining to magic" he said. He walked bristly across the room, sitting right next to me on a stool. I sat down and took another sip of water. This was strange. We haven't even said five words to each other, and now we were chatting like the best of friends. Well maybe not the best of friends. This must be a dream. Is it possible to get high off of water?
"Where are you from?" he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. His eyes were warm, and I think there was a hint of friendliness there. A slight smile was tugging at his lips. Oh, his lips…
STOP BELLA. Answer the question before you give yourself a heart attack.
"Um… Arizona, I think. Dad said that's were they found me."
"Found you?" he asked. I sighed deeply.
"Long Story."
"I have time". I looked at him. He was the very picture of calm. His arms lightly folded in front of him, his eyes slowly taking in his surroundings.
"When I was a baby, apparently my house was attacked by a group of Vampires. The killed my mom and my dad, and they were about to come after me. My father, Lindan, was looking for a plant in that area. He needed it for a potion he was brewing. He said he heard my parent's screams, and followed the sound. When he got there he was too late for my parents, but he said he saw me in the middle of a group of Vampires. He said they were talking about whether they should drink from me, or keep me until I grew enough so that there was more blood to pass around. Dad used a stunning charm- a spell that makes them stand still- and carried me off to safety. I was his first 'child' before he got the others. That was 116 years ago." Edward's eyes got slightly larger after hearing this.
"How old are you now?" he asked.
"117. 17 in human years. And you?"
"120". I let out a low whistle. So he was 3 years older than me? Humph. I though I was older. I thought I had some sort of power over him. Guess not. But hey, I'm the one with the magical abilities, right? And he's the one with the looks, the strength, the speed, and the smarts. Not much comparison.
He suddenly got quiet, and looked deep into my eyes. That liquid gold made me want to drown in it. It looked so warm and comforting. He took my hand in his much bigger one, causing me to blush. This was unexpected. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a voice I know to well.
"Bella? Edward?"
He dropped my hand like it was on fire. His face was a mask of guilt, and he refused to look at the intruder. I had to be the one to greet her.
"Hey Alice!" I said, unenthusiastically. Alice looked at me, then to Edward, then back to me. Her lips formed a smirk, and she leaned on the doorframe.
"Am I interrupting something here?" she asked.
"No" Edward said briskly. His tone was sharp, annoyed. I wonder what he was going to say. Before I had a chance to ask, he stood up and walked out the door. I barley paid attention to the 'goodnight' he threw over his shoulder. Soon he was gone too far for my eyes to see. That dang pixie was looking at me, eyebrows raised, expecting an explanation.
Instead I walked past her in a similar fashion to Edward, saying goodnight, and heading up to my bed to go to sleep.
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Just a little A/N. It seems like our little Bella is getting more acquainted with the Big, Bad Vamp. At least she was until Alice barged in. Lets see where this is going, shall we?
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After rolling restlessly in my bed, I woke up at seven. My sisters were still sleeping, so I decided to take a shower. I grabbed my bag of toiletries and headed out the door, after making my bed up. I looked out the windows I passed on my small walk. The sun was rising steadily, showering its golden gaze over the forest that surrounded the house. The Cullens lived in the middle of nowhere. I nudged open the door with my foot, and set the bag on top of the sink. As I undressed I found myself doing something I've never done before: Checking myself out. I mean, I wasn't bad to look at, I guess. I wasn't flat chested, but I defiantly didn't have big ones. In the middle, I suppose. I was unusually pale, and my hair reached the top of my bum, curling slightly at the ends. I wasn't a super model, but I looked okay.
I can't believe I'm doing this. I shook my head and stepped into the shower.
I flinched as the cold water hit me, but relaxed as the water got warmer. Lillian woke me up in the middle of the night, telling me she found a healing charm. Apparently she woke up after I got to sleep. She went right to bed after that.
My ankle was feeling fine, and I was glad about that. I lathered my body with my strawberry body wash, and washed my hair with my freesia shampoo. Just the usual ritual. I dried off as I stepped out of the shower. My hair was still wet and hung in my face. With the towel wrapped tightly around my body, I searched for where I put my clothes. I know I had them somewhere.
It wasn't until 10 minuets later until I realized I had left them in my room. Damn, Damn, DAMN. Just perfect. I had to go get them. I was never good at spells that related to fashion. I couldn't even remember the dang spell!
Taking a deep breath, I wrapped the towel tighter around my body and prepared to run like Speedy Gonzales .I stepped out of the bathroom, ready to take on whatever my bad luck had in store for me.
Almost everything. I wasn't prepared for running straight into s stone wall, having the wind knocked out of me, having someone catch me, and landing up in an all too familiar position. I looked up and managed a small shaky smile.
"Hi" I said. Edward. Of course. Said Vamp instantly let me go, and I almost fell right on my ass. He was looking at me strangely, and I self-counciously covered my body with my arms.
"What are you doing?" he asked. This sounded sooo familiar.
"looking for my clothes" I whispered. He nodded before turning around and walking down the hall. Now or never, I suppose.
"Wait" I called after him. He stopped and turned around. I jogged to close the short distance between us. I looked him straight in the eyes and said:
"Last night… You were about to tell me something. What was it?" He looked at me his eyes never faltering. I stared determinately back. Finally he gave a defeated sigh and said:
"Would you please get dressed? I want to take you somewhere."
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I'm a sellout, aren't I? Just a few days ago, I hated Vampires to the very core, and now I was all buddy-buddy with one, and on what I think is a date with another. Shame on you Bella. What would Karston think? I shuddered at the thought. I wrapped my small white jacket around me, but it wasn't doing any good.
I was currently in a silver Volvo with Edward, who was going somewhere that he absolutely refused to tall me. Taking notice of my obvious chilliness, he took a jacket from somewhere and raped it over my shoulders.
"It is usually cold the early in the morning "he said.
"Thanks" I mumbled. I snuggled deeper into the jacket, enjoying the warmth it gave me. It smelt good. Very good. I felt my eyes getting heavier, as I was gently lured to sleep by the rocking of the car.
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A cool hand gently nudged me awake.
"We're here" I could fell Edward's full lips on my ear, and it caused me to shiver. I sat up and looked out the window, only to be greeted by the beautiful blue sea. A beach?
"Where are we?" I asked, mid-yawn.
"Myrtle Beach."
I stared at him for a few minuets. He must be pulling my leg.
"What?" I asked lamely
"Myrtle Beach" he repeated, pointing to a sign that sure enough said 'myrtle beach'. What the fuck? Weren't we just in Washington?
He opened my door and helped me out. He's trying to be a gentleman. I oddly found that sweet. He took his hand in mine and led me across the beach to a place I've never heard of before. It was beautiful, a meadow sort-of. There was no sand, only the hard surface of rock. That was probably what we were on. But there were many different types of flowers, the other more beautiful tan the last. He led me to the edge where we sat down staring out at the crystal blue water. It was silent for a long time, before he finally decided to speak.
"La tua cantante "he said" It means 'singer' in Italian. It is a term used to refer to when a Vampire is unusually attracted to a person's blood." At this he looked at my eyes, urging me to understand something, I just don't know what it is.
"What does that have to do with anything?" the wind picked up at that moment making my hair billow out behind me like a flag. Edward reached out to tuck a stray piece behind my ear. When his hand came in contact with my skin, a strange shock made my breath catch in my throat. He chuckled softly.
"Breath, Bella." I took his advice and breathed deeply.
"Bella, do you understand?" he asked me. I stared and shook my head. I just didn't understand.
He took an unneeded, exaggerated breath.
"Bella, you are my singer."
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Oooh. Interesting. I wonder how many little notes I will have in this chapter. Just doing it to build up the drama. Oh, and review please. Also now, I'm probably going really far away from the original story, but, hey, AU.
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"Bella, you are my singer"
He looked at me expectantly. I opened my mouth then closed it. This was surprising. I was his singer. That meant my blood was especially sweet to him. That probably explains his previous hatred of me.
"Bella" he said, softly nudging me. I realized I hadn't said anything yet.
"Yea. Yup. I gotcha ya'…. Singer, wow. So you don't hate me" His brow furrowed in confusion. I had an urge to straighten it out with my finger.
"Why would I hate you?" he asked me.
"Well...-err… It's just that you would get this really weird look on your face and try to get as far away from me as possible. But now I realize that you probably just didn't want to drain me, I guess. That's good."
""Bella, you must understand that I could never hate you." He said softly. I looked up at him curiously. That sounded strange… Like a confession.
"Why" I asked warily. He was being entirely to vague. There was something he was hiding from me. Something big. Really big. I narrowed my eyes at him. He seemed to avoid looking at me directly.
"And?" I prompted him. He finally looked at me, and I was shocked to see him having an emotional battle. I could see Hate, Anger, Want, Longing, Sadness and…. Love? No, absolutely not. I am officially seeing things. Finally I saw resignation.
"Bella, the last time we know of that a vampire had a singer was over 500 years ago. Ever since then we were ordered to kill anything that was our singer. No matter what the circumstances." He said. For some reason I got a little dizzy.
"Wait, I'm confused. Does this mean you have to kill me? Why would you do that anyway?" I glared at him" What are you not telling me?"
His face look pained. I didn't know why. I wish I could control emotions so I could calm him down. It hurt me to see him like this. Obviously I'm going crazy.
He looked down quickly, his hair shielding his face. I narrowed my eyes. Definitely. He was definitely keeping something from me, I just don't know what.
"B-Bella, usually Vampires drain their singers. Carlisle would be so disappointed if I did that. I- I couldn't, so I distanced myself from you" he stated. I felt disappointments course through me. So he was only interested in what Carlisle thought? Well fine, I don't really care, anyway.
"Don't play yourself, Bella" I reminded myself. Whatever. Edward finally looked up at me, so I tried my best to keep my face a mask of indifference. Kind of hard when a strange, strange pain is coursing through your veins. I must talk to Lillian to see what the heck is wrong with me.
I turned away from him and stared at the sun, which was now high in the sky. How long have we've been here? I checked the small, silver watch on my wrist. 1 o'clock. We've definitely been here for a while.
"Maybe we should leave" I said in a soft, whispery voice different my usual one. My hand instantly went up to my throat, and I coughed lightly. He nodded stiffly at me, his mouth in a straight line. I stood up and brushed the dust of the seat of my jeans, then stretched, while secretly looking at Edward from the corner of my eye.
He wouldn't look at me, he just stood there staring at the sun. When I started to move, he kept his distance from me, forever silent. And it stayed that way, even during the whole car ride. I'm not sure if I was grateful for it, or not.
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When we got to the house, no one was to be seen. Edward's straight lipped expression turned to a deep frown. Something was wrong. The dizziness I felt before had gotten stronger. I ran deeper into the house, running to the bedroom I shared with my sisters. Bursting the door open, I expected to see them jump me and force me to answer their silly, love-sick questions. Instead, the room was completely empty. On the little side-table next to my bed, there was a note with Jocelyn's flowy handwriting. I walked over to it and picked it up.
Dear Bella,
Where are you? You're with Edward, right? Are you hiding something from us?
Anyway dad just called and gave us a pop quiz. He said we all- including the Cullens- had to transport to China immediately. Something about Fairy Civil Rights Movement? Since you and Eddie weren't anywhere to be found, we had to leave you. So Have Fun!
P.S: We'll be gone for a week
P.S.S: We didn't tell dad we left you, and were not supposed to use our phones, so you can't use it either. Bye!
I stared at this strange note in my hands. What the hell is Fairy Civil Right Movement? Oh, is that the F.C.R.M dad talked about a few years ago. So their finally getting it done.
Wait a minute… China……Leave… Me and Eddie… week….
When the pieces all came together in my head, I can admit my reaction was a bit overdramatic. But they usually are, aren't they? Anyway, I did the first thing that came to mind.
I screamed
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Ha-ha. Now wouldn't it just be fair to post everyday with Eddie and Belly?
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Day 1…. Well.. Day 1 Afternoon. I mean, they didn't get back to, like, 3 o'clock.
He was there in exactly 3.3 seconds. I know because I was counting how long my scream echoed throughout the house. His face was calm, but his eyes were a different story. Oh… his eyes… They were…were…. NASTY!! Disgusting! He's a vampire Bells, a VAMPIRE. V-A-M-P-I-R-E!!!!!
I took a deep breath to calm down. My heart was threatening to burst out my chest. They couldn't do this to be, they wouldn't..
But they did. I felt lightheaded. I think I'm going to pass out. My throat felt like a dessert, and my face was definitely as hot as one. Am I dehydrated?
"China…. Cullens….. Family… Week….. Alone" I forced out. It was too much, I can't possibly talk anymore. Is this what they call a panic attack? I pointed to the piece of paper that was now on the floor. Confusion briefly passed on his face, but was gone when he had the note in his a hand less than a second later. His mouth formed a little 'o', and his brow straightened with realization. He looked at the letter, then me, then back to the letter again.
"What, this?" he asked me. I was hypervenalating at the moment, so I just nodded uncontrollably. And you know what he did? He smirked! The bastard smirked at me! If I wasn't having a fit I would set his ass on fire! I swear!
"I already knew about this. But I didn't know they would actually leave us. Didn't someone tell you?" he asked, like I wasn't red- faced, and breathing like a bull. I shook my head, my brown hair flying everywhere. Wasn't I supposed to pass out?
His face suddenly turned serious, and he was in front of me in a blink of an eye. I swayed a bit, and he placed a hand on my shoulder to steady me. I saw his lips moving, but I didn't hear any sound. Just like that, the room stopped spinning.
"What?" I asked him. He frowned slightly.
"Are you okay?"
"Yup, I'm fine." I tried to shimmy out of his grasp, but he held on tighter. Finally he let me go, and I stumbled back, and fell on my ass. He chuckled and tried to cover it with a cough. That was it.
I concentrated on a little space next to his foot. I felt something spark in me, and soon, a smile flame was gradually building. His reaction was totally unexpected.
He jumped back, caught his foot on a rug, did a little twirl, and fell on his ass, bringing the flower vase, the table, and the curtain down with him. The water from the vase landed on the fire and soon it was out. He sat up, his hair even messier before, breathing heavily. Not like he needed to.
I laughed. I laughed like I haven't laughed in a while. You know, the ones where you hear something really funny, and you laugh till you can't breath and you lungs hurt. That kind of laugh. He glared at me and stood up brushing himself off. He walked pass me, and I remembered I was still on the floor. Before he could go out of the door, I sent a gust of wind and slammed it shut. He stared at me in confusion. I stood up and put my hands on my hips.
"You're seriously going to walk out that door and leave the mess you made still here? I am not your maid, Eddie." I said. He growled lightly at me, and I growled right back. But it sounded less intimidating, like a kitten growling at a lion. Whatever.
He smiled a little at my kitten-growl, and turned around.
"I suppose you're right, but you have to help me. It is partly your fault" Damn, he was right; I shrugged and began picking flowers of the ground. The roses were going to wilt if I don't find a place to put them.
Soon we were working together, Edward putting the curtains back up, me using my wind power to pick up pieces of glass from the floor. When I was finished, I put the glass in a small pile on the table, and used my powers to extract the water from the carpet. I didn't know what to do with it, so I just let it hang in the air.
When I turned around, Edward was staring at me with his mouth hanging open. Smirking, I strode up to him and pushed it closed.
"You're goanna catch flies, Eddie." I said. Ha! Take that, Mister Vamp.
"How did you do that?" he asked me. I cocked my head to the side and stared at him. Was he seriously asking me this question?
"How do you read minds?" I asked him. He smiled, and it reached his eyes.
"Was that a rhetorical question?" he asked. I shook my head and sat down on the floor. Stretching my legs, I yawned loudly. Looking around I saw that we were finished, and the room looked pretty normal. Except the broken glass and floating water, of course.
"No. I really do want to know" I said honestly. I was curious. He ran his hand through his bronze hair and sighed, but sat across from me anyway.
"What do you want to know?" he asked. I racked through my mind for a question that didn't make me seem like a complete idiot. Aha! Got one!
"How does it work? I mean, can you control who you hear, o do you just hear everyone at the same time?" he looked at me for a moment, before answering.
"In a way. I hear everyone at the same time; but it is nothing but a murmur. Compare it to as if you were in a library, engrossed in a book. You hear voices around you but you do not focus on them. But if there is a voice that is unique I might hear it louder than others" he said. Before he was done talking, I came up with another question.
"You can't read my mind, can you?" I asked. He shook his head.
"Does it frustrate you? I mean, usually you know what everyone is thinking, but now you don't. It must be irritating." He nodded, but still kept his mouth closed. It was silent for a few minuets because I had run out of questions. The time I had been dreading was here.
"How do yours work? Your powers, of course." He asked. I winced slightly. He noticed that immediately, and questioned me with his eyes. I sighed and began my story.
"Sorry, it's just that my power doesn't bring back any pleasant memories. That's due to the fact that when I was just learning about them, I usually got myself hurt somehow. It's really embarrassing. So far I almost got myself drowned, burned, caught in a tornado, and falling through a surface crack. Once, our neighbor said she swears she wishes never moved from Albuquerque. Something about Idaho being a Natural Disaster War Zone" Sadly, it was all true. After the last two ones, we had to move. Father even said it was difficult having to move every month.
Of course Edward laughed. He laughs at everything I say. I know I'm not that humorous. And am I the only one who finds t a bit weird that after actively avoiding me for a while, he finally acts like we've been friends for years. While I'm doing my little rant, Edward is doubling over, shaking with silent laughter.
"Stupid Vampire" I muttered under my breath. He stopped and stared at me, mirth still swimming in his eyes.
"Klutzy Witch" he said with a smirk. I smirked right back at him.
"I'm a Mage."
"Whatever."
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Day 1. 7:00
I stood in the middle of the kitchen, debating whether to have spaghetti or lasagna. Edward was leaned over the counter, watching me with curious eyes. We finished cleaning at about five, including the time it took me to find another vase. Then we talked to about 6: 45. The only reason we stopped was because my stomach reminded me I needed to eat. Though I would probably never admit it out loud, the talk we had was… nice. I think I liked him just a bit more. Maybe we could even be friends.
"And if you told Karston that?" Oh, shut it.
I decided to have spaghetti. It was the quickest to make. I decided to make the sauce from scratch using dad's old recipe. If I'm correct, it should be on my phone, under recipes. I pulled the blue device from my back pocket, and placed it on the middle of the counter. Edward raised one eyebrow question.
"Back up" I told him. I positioned my hands over the phone and took a deep breath.
"Strenuus" I said. The phone dimly glowed a bright blue. A hologram of a globe floated up. In the middle was a symbol: A nightingale surrounded by small rings of gold. That was the symbol of the Imperial. All of their guard had that symbol tattooed somewhere on their body. Edward's eyes got slightly wider, and his mouth sagged a bit. I chuckled softly.
"Recipes" I said loud and clearly. The globe changed to a cook book. I smiled slightly and motioned with my hands, similar to how a person would turn pages of a book. The page turned by itself. Soon I got to the section that was titled: Family Recipes.
"Please state Family Name" A female voice said.
"Swan" I stated. The book glowed for a minute, before changing to a different one entirely. This one was slightly more worn, and the title was: Swan Family Recipes, and there was a picture of a swan on the front. Edward's eyes were bright with wonder. His hand reached out to touch it, but quickly pulled it back.
"Go on" I urged. His looked at me for confirmation, then lightly touched the hologram. It shimmered for a moment, but still stayed solid. His eyes widened even more, and he pulled his hand back with a grasp.
"I-It's cold" he said. I smiled even wider and nodded. Father once said that wherever the source of magic comes from, it's probably cold there.
I turned until I got to sauces.
Aha. Spaghetti sauce. The recipe was at the top of the page. All the recipes were minimized, so I lightly touched it to enlarge it. Think of it like a touch screen. Witches and Wizards had found a way to use magic like how regular people use electricity. It was only way better.
Edward had moved behind me. I felt his cold chin on my shoulder, marble-like arms trapping me as he placed them on the counter, steadying himself. I felt suddenly stiff, and I prayed to God that he didn't notice it.
"How does this work" he asked me, his cool breath blowing in my ear.
"Ummm. Magic. Think of an improved version of electricity."
"Do you think I could give Alice one for Christmas?" That was a strange question. He must have noticed my confusion, because he chuckled, and I felt it vibrate through his body. I shivered slightly.
"Think of how fast she can buy clothes online" that made since, and soon I was laughing too. When I was done, I tilted my head back to look at him. I met with liquid gold. I stared for a few seconds, before remembering what I was upposed to say.
"So, do you want to help me make this?" I asked. His nose crinkled in disgust, and then I remembered what dad had said. Apparently, to vampires, human food smells and tastes like shit. I smirked at him.
"Well?" I asked, tapping my foot in fake anticipation. He rolled his eyes, but let me go and stood a few feet away.
"Fine" he muttered. I smiled and turned back to the recipe. We needed tomatoes, basil, oregano, and a few other things. I saw most of it, but not all.
"Do you have any oregano?" I asked. He shook his head and I sighed. Guess we were going to the market. I turned and trudged out of the kitchen, Edward hot on my tail. When we reached the bottom of the stairs, I suddenly turned to him, making him step back a little.
"Get dressed" I told him" We have to go on a little trip."
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Day 1. 7:45
I threw on a pair of dark jeans and a black hoodie. In California that would have been enough, maybe a bit too much, but here it was so cold. I was forced to put a blue blouse on underneath. I left my hair out, but brushed it very quickly. I rummaged through my small closet until I found a pair of black boots. By the time I got downstairs, Edward was there. I laughed out loud when I saw what he was wearing. He looked at me strangely until my laughter subsided.
"We match" I said, motioning between us. He smiled a crooked smile he had early this morning. I am sad to say I actually couldn't feel my legs for a few seconds.
"So, are we taking the Volvo, right?" I asked, and he nodded.
"So, it's the silver car, right" he nodded.
"So it's yours, right" he once again nodded. My plan was working….
"So, I'm driving, right" he nodded. Ha! It worked. I tried to snatch the keys out his hand, but he didn't let go.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I'm taking the keys" I said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why?"
"Because, you just said I could drive" I tried to pull the keys again, but he wouldn't let me.
"But, it's my car". I put my hands on my hips and cocked my head to the side. I looked him up and down and said:
"Do I look like I give a damn?"
He put his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. I took that moment to snatch the keys out of his hand, and pranced toads the door.
"C'mon. The store is going to close soon" he shook his head, but followed me anyway. Bella=1 Eddie=0
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Day 1 .8:15.
After a nerve-wracking drive (Edward had yelled at me several times for driving to slow) we had finally reached the supermarket. I decided to pick up a few extra things. I was going to use the monthly allowance Dad was required to give us.
"Get us a basket" I told Edward, to which he complied.
"Do you have any Vanilla?" I asked him when we passed it. He shook his head no, so I picked up a large bottle and placed it in the basket I was carrying on my arm. S far I had the oregano, a bag of chicken, chicken breast, and several other things. When we passed the frozen food Isle, I picked up a box of potato skins. Before I could put it in, Edward snatched from me. He was silently reading something on the back.
"Do you now fattening this is" he asked me.
"Yeah, but Jared loves them" I said. He shook his head, but put it in any way. We were quiet for a few minuets, and I stared at the ceiling, deep in thought. I had a strange feeling, one I never had before. It was nice, but still strange. Edward and I… What exactly were we? Friends, Acquaintances…. Deep in my mind there was a word, but I would never let myself think that.
"Never".
I wasn't paying attention to what was in front of me, so I didn't notice the yellow sign. I only realized something was wrong when I felt like I was in the air, and when I saw the ground racing towards me. I closed my eyes, and waited for the familiar impact of falling. I was probably going to knock out a tooth, break my nose. And there would be blood everywhere. I passed out at the smell of blood. And God knows what will happen to Edward. Hopefully he will get away in time.
How come I haven't hit the floor yet? I opened my eyes, was staring into a sea of gold. Edward. He caught me, and his arms were wrapped tight around me. The basket was on the floor, the contents scattered on the floor. I felt my face warm up, and knew my face was practically glowing. He was getting ready to say something, but was interrupted by this annoying, nasally voice.
"Eddie? Is that you?"
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I looked up to see a girl with blonde, corn silk-like hair, and green, fishy eyes. She was twirling a piece of hair around her finger, and biting her lip. It took me a few seconds to realize she was trying to be sexy I tried to wiggle out of Edward's embrace, and he let go, but still held on to my hand. The girl glared at our connection. When I looked up at him, his jaw was strained, his lips in a tight line. The girl tore her eyes away from him to glare at me. What the hell did I do? After trying to intimidate me, she turned her attention back to Eddie.
"Eddie, that is you, isn't it? I called you, like, ten times but you never answered. Is your phone, like, dead or something?" My God. I think my IQ just dropped 10 points. I unconsciously stepped closer to Edward.
"H-Hello, Lauren" Edward said in a rough voice. If velvet could be rough. Lauren glared at me once more. A look of hatred was written all over her face when she looked at our hands again. She flipped her hair, and rolled her eyes.
"So, who is this? Your relative, or something?" Edward was about to say something, but couldn't come up with anything. I decided that I have to help him. One thing came up in my mind….. Ohhh, Edward you are so goanna have to pay me back for this one.
"I'm his girlfriend".
Lauren stopped and stared at me. So did Edward.
"You so owe me" I whispered, too low for Lauren to hear, but loud enough for Edward. A smile broke out on his face.
"Is that true, Eddie?" she asked. Edward frowned at the name, but nodded anyway. She stood there for a while, before doing something we didn't expect.
She laughed. Her nasally laughed echoed throughout the otherwise quiet store. A man in one of those electric chairs paused to look at us. He shook his head and kept on going.
"I don't believe you" she said, smirking.
"And that's because…?" I asked.
"Like, who takes their girlfriend to a market for a date?"
"We're only here to get groceries, because I'm spending the night over at his house." I retorted. I saw her falter a bit, but she came back.
"Prove it" she said. I looked at her like she was crazy.
"Prove I'm staying over at his house?" she had the nerve to roll her eyes.
"No, idiot, prove you're dating. Kiss him" What the hell is up with her?
"We don't have to prove anything to you!" I yelled. She laughed again.
"That just proves you're lying"
My fists were balled up at my sides. I was so ready to pummel her. In fact, I was going to jump when Edward grabbed my hand. His eyes were determined. He wasn't going to……was he?
He lightly grabbed my chin and pulled my face towards. 'Sorry' he mouthed.
He got closer. I could practically taste him on my tongue. His sweet breath fanned over my face, urging me to close my eyes. I gave in. I heard him mutter something, but it was too quiet for my ears to hear. But I wasn't worried about that now.
We kissed.
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HAHAHAHA!!! Finally, they did it. Oh how sweet. What do you think Edward said? Now, don't worry. I'm not going to end it here! ;)
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Before I realized what I was doing, My arms were wrapped around his neck. He stiffened, but loosened up a bit, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. I didn't notice Lauren's frustrated cry. I didn't even see her as she tromped past us. I was only focused on Edward. I moaned softly into his mouth. This was better than I imagined.
I heard someone clear their throat behind us. I ignored it, until the person coughed loudly. I felt Edward smile against my lips, and disentangle himself from me. We turned to see a middle-aged woman, more than likely the manager, tapping her foot in impatience.
"This is a public area" she whispered loudly" There a children here. I smiled sheepishly and muttered a sorry. Edward helped me pick up the groceries from the floor, and we quickly checked them out. While we were walking through the parking lot, Edward suddenly wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side. He buried his face in my neck, and I could feel his cool lips on my suddenly scorching skin
"Is Lauren around?" I asked. He shook his head, but still didn't move.
"So who is driving" he lifted his head and smirked. I sighed, but handed over the keys to him.
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Day 1. 8:56
"So who was that?" I asked. Edward sat down in a chair and watched me while I cut the tomatoes.
"Who?"
"That Lauren chick." He laughed.
" Lauren Mallory. A girl at my school."
"So, is she you're girlfriend or something?"
"No, but she tries to be." For some reason that made me feel relieved.
"You gave her your phone number?" I asked while I stirred the noodles. Edward laughed even louder, and tilted his chair back.
"It was a fake number." I laughed with him. All that was left was for the sauce to finish. I wiped my hands on a dish rag, and approached Edward. I planned to sit on the floor, but he pulled me down onto his lap. Once again he rested in the nook of my neck, and breathed deeply.
"Isn't this a bit awkward for you?" I asked him. He was silent for a moment.
"In a way. By staying around you, my control has greatly improved. You still smell mouthwatering, but I am not at the point where I want to jump you."
"Why do you smelling me, then?"
"Think of it as enjoying the banquet, but resisting the wine".
We were silent after that. I leaned back into his chest, and his arms tightened in response. It was pretty comfortable here. Edward's thumb traced random circles on my hip, and I contently closed my eyes. His sweet smell engulfed and I felt myself slowly going under. He began to hum an unfamiliar lullaby, but it was still nice. His cool lips were on my ear, humming softly. Before I went under, I heard him whisper something that sounded like what he said in the supermarket, but I couldn't her him. Before I knew it, I fell asleep, the food long forgotten.
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Day 2 . 9:30
When I woke up, I noticed two things were wrong. First of all, I was in my bed. Last time I checked, I was making dinner. Second of all, there was somebody next to me. Somebody who just happened to be a drop-dead ( Ha-ha get it? Dead?) Gorgeous vampire, one who seemed to have taken a liking to me. One who, for some reason, will not tell me whatever he is hiding about me being his singer.
I forced my eyes open, and saw Edward looking at me with a small smile on his face. I found myself smiling back.
"Hi" he whispered his voice huskier than usual.
"Hi" I whispered back. He looked very happy, but his eyes were darker than usual.
"When was the last time you hunted? " I asked him.
"Day before yesterday." Wait, that didn't make any sense. I decided to drop it anyway. I tried to sit up, but his arms created a snare around me. As much as I squirmed he refused to let go. Finally I gave up.
"I really need a human moment" I told him. His face was tight with confusion. I lifted my finger up, and softened the wrinkle between his brows. His face softened when it dawned on him. He let me go and I stretched.
Hopping from bed, I landed on the floor, wobbling a bit. Looking at him, I saw he looked very calm. I smiled at him. Did he stay with me all night?
"Go do what you have to do" he said" I have to tell you something when you get downstairs." He was suddenly serious. I found myself thinking again that he was bipolar. I rolled my eyes in response, but did what he said anyway. I felt his eyes follow me as I went to the drawer to get some clothes. I pulled out a blue blouse and a red one. Which one should I wear?
"Pick the blue one" he said softly, I turned to look at him. He was smiling sheepishly.
"You look nice in blue." I gave him a small smile in put the red one back.
Finally I had all my clothes balled up. I clutched them tightly to my chest, and ran towards the bathroom, eager for whatever Edward had to tell me.
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I ran down the stairs, taking two at a time. The white skirt flew around me, my hair flying. I decided to dress old fashioned, so I put on the blouse, a long whit skirt, and some blue slippers. I had my hair tied back with a blue bow. I don't like make-up, so I didn't put any on.
When I hit the bottom, my nose was assaulted with the aroma of eggs and bacon. I followed my nose to the kitchen, where Edward was over the stove cooking. He was wearing a pink apron that was way too small for him, but it looked cute.
"What's this?" I teased. Edward rolled his eyes, but smiled. I walked over t him and stared at what he was cooking. No Freaking' Way! What he was cooking looked normal enough, but it looked better then when I made it! Damn him and his super freaky Vampire Powers. Says the 117 year old witch…. Well, mage.
I sat down in a chair, and Edward set a plate down in front of me. He pulled the chair across from me out, lightly scraping the floor. Watching me devour the food, his nose wrinkled in disgust.
"How can you stand eating that? It smells absolutely revolting" I shrugged. Well, it smelled good to me.
I managed to chow down the food in 15 minuets, a personal record. Before I could lift a finger, Edward already had the dished washed and placed in the cupboard, and was sitting back in his seat. I leaned back and crossed my arms over my chest. I balanced the chair on two legs.
"So," I started" What have you been hiding from me?" he took a deep breath and spilled the secret he has been keeping from me.
"Remember when we were on the beach, and I told you how Vampires were ordered to kill our singers?" I nodded, so he continued" Well, there is more to it. Do you know what an immortal child is?"
I wracked through my brain, searching through all the information dad has given us.
"An immortal child is when a Vampire bites a kid, right? I think it's illegal or something." Edward nodded.
"There is also one other way to create a immortal child. That is when a vampire impregnates a human, or vive-versa." He sighed again. This time, he took my hands in his" B-Bella. What I am trying to tell you is that we were ordered to kill our singers. That was to avoid the risk of creating an immortal child." I stared at him in confusion.
"But why would you have to kill only your singer?" I asked him" Isn't there a chance of you impregnating any other human? Edward, what are you keeping from me?".
"Bella" his voice was strained" Nine times out of ten, a vampire mated with their singer. There was a bond connecting them that could only be separated by death. This was called being soul mates".
I felt my mouth go dry. His grip on my hands tightened. The blood drained from my face. Don't tell me he was going to say…..
"Bella, I think you're my soul mate."
The chair fell backwards, taking me with it. Edward was so surprised that he let go of my hands. I felt my head connect to the floor, and I was numb all over. There was something sticky forming a puddle beneath me. I heard Edward scream something, before it all went black.
"Bella!!!"
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Hah, Hah! Cliffy!