Yay! I like the song log thing. I know, I'm a geek. WHATEVER. And yeah, I like screamo bands. So ANYWAY. Chapter 9 sucked, I know... Sorry guys. I had my braces tightened and I was (and still am) in agonizing pain, so my mom gave me something for the pain... and it's kinda made me lightheaded. It's hard to focus on anything but the little pink bunny sporting a cupcake with green icing as a head... I want the cherry on top... O.o Uhhhh... Long live King Barney the Dinosaur! Uh... On with the show! . this is going to be a short chapter, cause I'm falling asleep and I don't want to electrocute myself by drooling on the keyboard. O.o

Atreyu - Demonology and Heartache: "Am I being too cryptic? Am I being too obscure? Love kills, romance is dead and I don't even trust myself, but I love you. And you can pull my wings apart and pin me under glass until the end of days if it can help you discover that we share the same pain. I just hope you write your thesis before your subject is dead. No life after death."

Chapter Ten-- Home

Edward drove us to my house in his Volvo. When we got home, the first thing I did was walk to the fridge. I looked around the shelf, then in the crisper to see the last green apple. I started to reach for it, then a sudden image of a Satanistic apple popped into my head, and I immediately changed my mind.

"Ehh..." I shut the fridge and then went to my room. "Edward, I feel bad about this. If you can't sleep, what are you going to do while I sleep? I mean, surely you get bored."

"Not really. I'll probably just sit in here with you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. If that's alright with you."

"It's fine... I have to go get a shower, then I'll be back."

"Alright."

I grabbed my clothes and went to the shower. When I finished, I brushed my teeth and shoo some of the water from my black hair. I entered my room to find Edward sitting at the foot of my bed.

"Are you alright?" I asked.

He looked up and said, "Yes, I'm fine."

I walked over to him. He couldn't hide it from me; I could tell he was upset about something.

"Liar." I stood in front of him. His eyes were black.

He smiled. "Maybe just a little."

"What ails you, my friend?" I smiled back.

"I think... It would be safer for us both if I went and fed... but I don't want to leave you here alone..."

"Then I guess you better hurry. There are woods out back." I didn't want a hungry vampire around, no matter who it was. I knew what they were capable of, and I didn't want to risk anything... And I knew he felt the same way.

"...Will you be alright?"

"Yes. You won't be far."

He stood up. "I'll be back soon." He hugged me and then left my room.

I smiled after him, thinking about how special he had become to me in just five days. There was just something about him that I didn't understand. Something that attracted me to him, something that made him special. And there was something else that I didn't understand as I got into bed and pulled the covers up under my arms: Out of all the girls in the school, why had he chosen me to befriend? After I thought about it, it became clear. I had been some random werewolf to show up in his territory, and he was afraid I was only there to ambush him, then when he found out I WASN'T there to harm them, he apologized and wanted to make it up to me. He began to see me less as a threat and more as an opportunity. He befriended me to keep my instinct of hating vampires from blossoming, and became more as a friend. So it had all started out as a method of protection for him and his family. But we had become so close so fast... And if it was only an act of defense, what was it now? And what would it be later? I hated to think that he really had no opinion on our friendship, and that I was only a tool of defense to he and his family. Something told me that it wasn't true, and we really were friends. There was so much I didn't understand about Edward and his family... I wanted to know more. Sometimes I wished I were a mind reader, too.

Edward had such a captivating personality, and once I began to know him a little better, I learned that he was just as kind as he seemed. I wasn't sure how he'd managed to just suck me right in, but he had. To a certain point, I was glad, but at the same time, I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself. I still didn't know if it was okay to be associated with him, or if it was simply too dangerous. And what would Raab say when I told him? Would he be angry? Would he make me choose between him and the Cullens? I hoped not...

I must have lied there for an hour, thinking about Edward when he finally opened the door.

"Scottie, are you awake?"

"No, I'm asleep."

He laughed quietly and then sat next to me on the bed. I rolled over and looked up at him.

"How do you feel?" I asked.

"Much better. I thought it would have taken longer, but I was only gone about 30 to 45 minutes."

I wondered if he had been listening to my thoughts as he hunted. I knew he was listening at that very moment; I could feel it.

You're in my mind bubble.

"Yep." He confirmed. "It's fun to listen to your thoughts. There are so many random things you think about... Like Satanistic apples, and other non-sense." He smiled and touched my forehead.

"Like what?" I challenged.

"The fact that you think I may be using you. I'm not. And, you also think that this is all just a scam, and my family and I are out to get you. We're not. And yes, I do view you as a friend - my best friend, as a matter of fact. You're not a tool of defense, and you're just as captivating to me as I am to you." He answered.

"Wow. You WERE listening."

"It's hard not to when I hear my name every other sentence. And I wasn't far, so of course I could hear."

"Ugh... You cheat."

"Do not. I can't help it."

"Uh huh. Cheater."

"Shut up and go to sleep." He pulled the covers over my head.

"Now you're trying to suffocate me?"

"No. If I were, I'd use my bare hands."

I pulled the covers back down and said, "Scary..."

"Yeah..."

"...I really am tired. So, before I fall asleep, are you going to be okay?"

"Yes. I'll be fine."

I rolled back over with my back facing him and curled up. He sat next to me for the rest of the night.

Atreyu - The Crimson: "And it pulses through. The desire to change, to deconstruct all of my past failings. But where to begin? Because when you live in sin it's hard to look at saints without them reflecting your jet black aura back on you. And all I have is hope. My inner burn's not fading. I'll wipe the blood from my cheek and get on with my day."