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CHAPTER 18

I glanced at my watch, which read 3:18. My eyes took in the clutter of people emerging from the building. Shielding my eyes from the sun, I scanned the faces. There was only one person that I was looking for. There, over by the big oak trees, heading towards the parking lot. Hooking my thumbs through my backpack straps I strode over to him.

"Mike!" I called. Then waved to see whom it was. As soon as he saw me he turned and walked away faster. "Hey, wait up!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him to a stop. "Hey." I said with a sweet smile. His gaze dropped to the ground.

"Hey." He mumbled in return.

Ok, here goes.

"What happened the other night?" Mike looked up at me sharply with hatred in his eyes. "God, last thing I remember, you lost control of the car. Then…well I remember being given a tranquilizer. But that was probably in the hospital. I had the weirdest dream there too. Then the next thing I know I woke up at home." I said as innocently as I possibly could, given my raging hatred for him right now. He stared at me curiously.

"You don't remember…anything?" I shook my head

"Are you ok. I mean, did you get hurt? Sorry the date didn't turn out as we planned." I moved a little closer, and he backed away. He was nervous.

"Yeah…um…you mean you don't remember anything?"

Hadn't I made that clear already?

"Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch."

"Nothing." He repeated slowly

What? Was there an echo out here? To prove that I was serious, which I wasn't, I stepped closer and kissed him. It was short and sweet, but enough for him. I stepped back quickly, making sure that things didn't get too intimate. I still had to kill the guy.

"Give me a ride home?" I asked

"Sure. No problem," he replied confidently. Looping my arm through his, we walked to his car. Mike was beaming. He must have been thinking something along the lines of: 'look at me with Bella Swan.'

Nice. Real nice.

A tingling sensation went down my back, as I felt eyes on me. Ten bucks says they belonged to Edward. I glanced behind me.

Somebody fork over ten bucks.

His eyes were like the blackest depths of night. I mouthed 'later', and turned back to Mike. He led me to a red Honda Civic. Nice car mike, I thought. As soon as I sat down I took a deep breath. Was I ready for this? Of course, said my brain.

Shut up brain.

I had to think this through. Was I going to kill him or just maim him?

Mike sat sown next to me, all smiles.

Wow, this guy was dumb if he really thought that I would forget last night. A smug look crossed my face.

"What?" Mike inquired

"Nothing. Thanks for the ride." I stretched my legs out, causing my shorts to slide a little higher on my thighs. His eyes widened a he stared. I was seducing the boy without even touching him. I smiled inwardly. But will you think the same about me when you are a minute from death?

When we arrived at my humble little abode, I invited him in.

Evil? I think not. Ok…maybe a little.

Of course he was only too happy to accept. The lock turned slowly in the door, as I planned my next step. Look convincing Bella. I walked casually into the kitchen and dropped my bag on the chair, then turned and walked back to Newton, who was looking around. His smile grew wider.

I don't even want to know what he was thinking.

But before he could move, I strode up, grabbed his shirt in my fists and slammed him back into the front door.

"Did you really thing that I forgot! Did you!" His eyes were wide with terror. "Did you really think that I could forget the moment that he killed Jessica!" My heart started beating faster as my anger built up. "And who told him about her? Huh? Because it obviously wasn't me!" His face was turning pale. "How could you!" I shouted hi his face. "What's the matter with you!" I growled. Mike's eyes were darting around looking for a place to run.

Not likely.

I drew one arm back and punched him in the jaw, causing his head to snap back and hit the door.

"Bella…please." He whispered. Blood started to dribble out of the corner of his mouth, but he was far from dead.

"No! You sold your soul to him?" I asked through clenched teeth. A single tear fell down my cheek. I was crying for Jess. For what had happened to her. She didn't deserve it. I wished it had been me instead. I looked up to see that Mike was unconscious.

Why? What did he do? What had Angel done to mike? I started crying for him too. He wasn't the same anymore. The difference was as big as the universe. I had to get the real Angel back.

Still holding an unconscious Mike, I leaned my head against his chest and cried. Cried out all my frustration, and pain.