Anger

"Are you okay?"

The words rung through my mind like wind chimes. So beautiful. I knew who these vocal chimes belonged to. How I longed to open my eyes and reply to his question, but it was impossible. My body was frozen in place, or at least that's what it felt like. Yet the coldness was something I could appreciate against the bumps and bruises that covered my body. My broken leg was still injured, but only slightly; it had been bound to suppress some of the pain.

Right now, I had no recollection of time. I only knew it was going by faster. My head was spinning with thoughts as well as pondering over what I thought was coming. Death? Or maybe I was dead? But, wouldn't the pain in my leg already be gone? I had been thinking back on the events that had occurred tonight, but every time I thought of what my parents had done to put me in this spot, a gentle touch, or chiming voice would interrupt me, like before.

"Are you okay?"

The voice asked again and once more I wanted to look; to speak. But since that was impossible, I thought of the answer in my mind. That would be better than just ignoring the question all together…

Right?

Yes...I'm fine. I lied.

A small laugh escaped his lips. "You're a horrid liar...Do you know who you are?"

Had he heard me? Only one way to find out.

Julia Frost.

"That's right, do you know who I am?"

Of course. You're Edward Cullen.

"That's right." He was now over me, whispering into my ear. "I'm Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, pleasure to save you Miss Julia Cullen Frost."

That was when my sense came back. I shot straight up nearly running into him, but he was faster. Millions of sounds flooded my head. I could hear everything. It hurt, the sound pulsating around my head and it wouldn't stop. I covered my ears but the sound kept entering.

"That's not going to work." he whispered.

"How would you know?!" I yelled above the voices. My voice was extremely loud.

He came over and placed his hand on my mouth. I couldn't tell the coldness of it anymore. His movements were so fast.

"You are just as fast."

"What are you talking about?" I whispered.

"Everything about you has been enhanced." he complemented proudly.

"What?" my voice shook and the volume of voices went down.

"You are what I am now."

"And what is that? I never figured it out."

"A vampire."

That was it. There was nothing more to his answer and nothing to my reply. It sank in quickly and the awareness of it all had me frozen again. Then anger hit. I gritted my teeth and clenched my hands to the bed. The edge crumbled in my grip.

"Julia?"

My body lurched forward. My hand gripped the collar of his shirt and pinned him above me on the wall.

"WHY?!" I screamed.

"What?" he asked frightened.

"Why wouldn't you just let me die?! Why?!" I slammed him back to the wall. It crunched under the pressure. "You knew I wanted to die! Why?!"

"Julia." he tried to reached down to me but I was faster. My hands released him and my body moved to the other side of the room. My hands shook in front of my face. I was terrified. I slide down the wall, holding my knees. Taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself. What was I?

"Julia…" Edward said moving forward.

My head shot up and I glazed at him. "Why…?"

"Julia, I'm……I'm sorry."

I flew out of the window and began running. I felt like crying, but nothing would come out. I ran the whole night and the voices kept getting louder in my head. I stopped in a some forest far away and sat the trunk of a tree. I held my knees and tuck my head between my arms. I still couldn't cry. Then I heard them. They were snickering. My head shot up and began moving around to see where their noise was coming from. It got louder and my body slammed into the tree, knocking it over. The sudden sound of it made me jump and I found myself up in another tree. Then I fell out of it, landing on my feet.

No matter how I tried my parents voice would go away. I cringed on the forest floor. My fingernails indented into my head from force. Then he was there. He blocked their thoughts.

What did I do? She didn't want this. She'll never forgive me.

I felt so horrid. I was a monster if anything in the world was. More than my parents were. I had never been angry before, and that was a good thing obviously. I brought my hands away from my face and looked at them.

They were a grayish pale and shimmered in the moon light. My nails had grown to beautiful arcs and had no flaws. I looked down at my shirt. It was covered in blood. I brought it up to my noise.

Vampires liked blood right?

But no scent came to me. My noise was left blank. After scrambling to my feet, I searched for some flowers. When I found them, I took a whiff, but nothing came. I had lost my sense of smell.

I continued to walk. Never getting tired. I kept hearing Edward's voice, and with each self inflicted blow, I shook with sadness. I went back to town and he was at the outer limits.

"Julia?" he questioned about a mile from me.

"Edward!" I flew to him. I hugged him and wouldn't let go. "I'm sorry. I don't know what happened. I should have thanked you. You took me away and I made you feel bad. I didn't even know I could do that." I sobbed, but couldn't cry.

"Its okay." he said understandingly.

"I can't even cry!" I yelled out.

He shushed me and petted my hair. He tucked his hand under my chin and brought it up.

"You can hear your parents can't you?"

I nodded. "They are so loud they wont leave me alone." I tucked my head back into his chest.

"That's odd."

"I can hear you too. I can hear everyone! But you and my parents, I can always hear you, no matter where I am."

"You can hear everyone?"

"Their conversations."

"You have advanced hearing."

"Don't you?"

"I do. But only thoughts, right now I'm to far away to hear conversations."

"Oh."

"Are you thirsty?"

"There's a small burning in my throat, but no craving."

He was quite. Searching my thoughts for some explanation. When he found it he pushed my back and held my shoulders in his hands.

"You can't smell?!" he sounded bewildered.

"No. I think my parents broke my noise last night and it finally took my sense of smell away."

"That's incredible."

"Why?"

"The venom should have fixed that. But now you wont be drawn to human blood as easily."

"I don't want to eat anyone."

He laughed.

I didn't like that. This wasn't a joking matter. He apologize and we began walking back. He told me about his past life. Living in Chicago and having the Spanish influenza. He said he was near death and when his mother died Carlisle changed him.

"Did Carlisle change me?"

"Yes, but only because I asked him to."

"I heard that part." I whispered.

When we got back to his house we sat down on the lawn. He talked about being a vampire. Saying that Carlisle and him didn't drink human blood. Edward said he was having a hard time dealing with that and that's why he talked to me. That my blood didn't have a good scent which made it easier for him to be around without wanting to attack.

"I heard everything when I first met you. I could hear all you thoughts. When I saw the bruises I knew they were from your parents. When you thought about what they did to you, I got angry. No one deserves that. I wanted to protect you, but I couldn't say anything. Carlisle and I fought that night on what should be done. I tried to make ways to get you out of the house, so we could talk without anyone being around us. Then that one day when we were supposed to perform together, it just had to be sunny."

"What's wrong with the sun?" I interrupted.

"It makes our skin shine." he paused for a minute. "Well, uh sparkle actually."

"Oh, okay continue." I motioned with my hand.

"I heard your parents, before you went into the house. I wanted to take you then because I knew what they were going to do. So did you. I waited outside the whole time. I couldn't leave and I could hear every scream…" he looked off into the distance. He didn't have to continue. Thoughts filled his mind. The sounds of my screams.

I shook my head not wanting to hear my coarse voice.

"Sorry." he muttered. He continued after clearing his throat. "When they left I went in. I saw you on the floor, dieing. I thought you were dead. Laying in a pool of your own blood. Thankfully your blood smelt horrible. Then you scream when I lifted you. There was still time, but not much because I could barely hear your heartbeat. But I heard your thoughts."

"Thoughts?"

"You called me a brother…"

"I did?" I thought back then remembered. "I did."

He smiled and nodded.

"Do I smell better? You know because the legends say vampires smell beautifully. That's why people fall for them."

"You smell lovely."

I snorted. Vampires were also beautiful, Edward was full proof of that. I was now beautiful.

"Yes. Very beautiful."

"We're going to have to work on that."

"What reading each others thoughts."

"Yup. But, I think I'm hungry."

"Then we hunt."