This is the only chapter for today because I'll be in Kansas until tomorrow night. So I may not get another chapter up until Sunday.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Or New Moon. Or Eclipse. Or Breaking Dawn.

Chapter 3: Really a Vampire

Stupid ghosts.

Stupid small closet.

Stupid cold closet.

Stupid snow.

Stupid ice.

Stupid crummy mood.

Stupid stupid word crummy.

I lean against my truck, iPod cranked up to block out all the sounds and talking of the many ghosts.

The van was coming at me suddenly.

And a ghost was making it do so.

I freeze.

I can't do anything about it.

What can I do?

I don't know.

I squeeze my eyes shut, not wanting to see what death looks like.

A strong arm snakes around my waist and pulls me to the ground swiftly, and in the movement I hit my head against the ice.

My eyes blink open.

The ghost is gone.

That's not like ghosts.

Edward is the one who saved me.

He really is a vampire.

He had been by his silver Volvo.

He had been clear across the parking lot.

So I guess ghosts are terrified of vampires or something. I suppose I should be terrified of them, but I'm really not. If Edward wanted my blood he'd have it by now. I'm absolutely positively sure about that.

"Bella? Are you alright?" Edward's face hovers above mine.

"I'm fine."

I try to sit up, but Edward's arms restrain me. Another thing that proves he could have me dead within seconds. He could snap my neck in a flash… literally.

"I think you hit your head pretty hard," Edward states.

As if he has some magical power, which I guess maybe he does, suddenly my head throbs painfully.

Edward laughed.

"How did you get over here so fast?" I inquire.

Edward stops laughing abruptly. "I was standing next to you the whole time."

I try to sit up, and this time he lets me.

"No you weren't," I shake my head.

"Bella, there's no way I could've gotten over to you so fast."

"But you did. You were by your car across the parking lot."

"Bella, I was standing with you and I pulled you out of the way.

"No."

And then Edward disappeared and the car was taken away.

One EMT put a neck brace on despite my protests, and the blood floods my cheeks as I'm loaded into the ambulance.

At the hospital, I think about how I'm going to talk to Edward.

Will he just come out and tell me that he's a vampire?

No.

Will I be able to just say 'I know you're a vampire'?

No… not yet.

Sighing, I close my eyes as Tyler starts to apologize again.

This time, though, it's not directed to me. "Hey, Edward. I'm really—"

My eyes fly open.

"No blood, no foul," Edward says, then smiles.

Funny.

"So what's wrong with you?" Edward asks, sitting on the edge of Tyler's bed.

"Nothing, but they won't let me go," I whine.

"Well I've come to spring you," Edward says lightly.

A man enters the room. A man with blonde hair and the same eyes as Edward. But how can a vampire be a doctor? It just doesn't make any sense to me.

"So Miss Swan, how is your head doing?" the doctor asks.

"I'm fine," I mumble.

"Well, your father is in the waiting room. You can go home with him now."

"Can't I go back to school?" I question.

"I think it would be best if you rest," he says.

I stand and a small ghost child who must be one of the few not afraid of vampires trips me, causing me to fall.

The doctor catches me and props me up on my feet.

"You sure your fine?" he ask.

I nod. "Thanks."

When he turns to Tyler, I hiss at Edward, "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Your father is waiting for you."

"I'd like to speak to you alone," I insist.

We head out into the hall.

"What do you want?" Edward's voice is icy.

"You owe me an explanation."

I already know. But I just need him to say it.

"I saved you. So I don't."

"You were all the way across the parking lot."

"Bella, you hit your head pretty hard."

"My head is fine," I take a deep breath. "I'm not going to tell anyone, but I just want to know how you got across the parking lot and pulled me away so quickly."

"If you're not going to tell anyone, why do you care?"

"I want to know why I'm lying," I set my jaw.

"I hope you enjoy disappointment," he says before walking away.

On the ride home, Tanya and Mike are back and I suppose they've decided that I haven't been tormented by ghosts enough today.

So as soon as I'm in my room, I go into my closet and sleep, dreaming of Edward.

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