A/N: Wow- I'm stoked by the amount of reviews and alerts I received for the previous chap. so far! Your comments mean so much and I appreciated each and every one of them. So I'm attempting to settle into a regular update routine- as of now, I'm trying my best to post at least once a week. But I'm going to choose one day of the week to update on regularly, so I'm hoping it all works out;) Keep the reviews and alerts coming- they are very encouraging:) -Megan
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Carlisle and Esme stood and placed a hand on each her shoulders, smiling themselves.
"Welcome to the family, Isabella"
And that was the moment that changed my life forever.
"So where do I sleep?" I yawned, realizing how exhausted I was. It had been an appalling day.
Alice smiled. "You'll be bunking with Edward in his room until Esme and I set up the spare room for you." She winked at him.
"Excuse me?" Edward growled, obviously annoyed by the arrangement, although temporary.
I guess I understood his reasoning- I was an intruder in his home, human even, and was now condemned to share with me. I already owed him my life, just for saving me. But I didn't want to make him any angrier with me. Everything about him was nerve-racking.
He was beautiful though. Every movement he made was controlled and graceful- everything I wasn't. His voice was a symphony to my ears, with an edge of roughness to it. His blood red eyes sent shivers of terror through me, but his features was what I would have imagined a Greek god to be. His entire body was perfectly sculpted- about 6'2, lean and perfectly muscular but not overly buff.
Way overly buff is what I would describe the man Esme introduced as Emmett, Edwards brother. He was a bit taller than Edward and what I would describe as a 'hulk'.
His personality wasn't as daunting as his appearance, thankfully. After a while, I learned quite a few things about him. He was really a big child at heart like me, despite what he was, and he loved to play silly games like hide-and-seek and tag. Not that I could ever catch him though.. But most of all, he eased my concern of being in a house, filled with human-hungry vampires.
I never got the chance to speak to Jasper or Rosalie, but it was as if they were purposely avoiding me. I think Rosalie hates me..
I got to know Carlisle briefly as well when he invited me to see his office. He was very friendly and seems to have accepted me too. He made me feel very welcomed.
Our conversation was cut short when Esme called in a very motherly tone, "Isabella, you must go to bed now. Tomorrow will be another day!"
"Okay Esme!" I called back, although she probably would have heard me if I were whispering. I turned again to Carlisle, who offered me with a warm smile. Should I say goodnight?
He must have noticed my hesitance because he kneeled with his arms open. I bounded right into them and wrapped my arms around his neck in a tight hug. I held my breath for a long second as I mentally debated whether or not he would hurt me. After all, all he had to do was squeeze me slightly, (for him anyway) to snap my spine or break a rib.
But all he did was hug me back, gentle but firm. "Goodnight!" I said as I exhaled in relief.
He laughed heartily at my flushed face and ruffled my hair. "Goodnight, Isabella"
I ran down the dark hallway, nearly falling flat when I tripped over myself. Icy arms encircled my shoulders an inch before my face met the ground. I was pulled upright to face a still aggravated Edward. "Try not to kill yourself after I just saved you!" he hissed. I couldn't exactly make out his features in the lighting, but I could see two vivid red orbs glaring at me.
His hands were still heavy on my shoulders and as soon as he caught me staring, they dropped to his sides. But his glare didn't falter.
"S- Sorry" I stuttered nervously. He rolled his eyes and continued around the corner.
"Well are you coming?" He barked out when I didn't move. I nodded quickly and followed after him.
Edward's room was the last door on the right of the hall, a dim light peeking through the ajar door. I hesitated before going in, unsure of his reaction.
It was a huge room. The walls were a cream color and the carpet was dark brown. There was a black leather sofa against the side wall with a lamp, end-table, and thick golden rug. A glass sliding door led to a large balcony with a perfect view of the forest. There was also a California-king bed with a dark red comforter decorated with intricate patterns and designs. It matched the color of Edward's eyes.
The thing that held my interest the most though were the two bookshelves in opposite corner of the room, next to a small table with what looked like a laptop on it. At my young age, most people would think that someone as me would still be reading those books with large texts and big, colorful pictures. That isn't me though- I've always felt older than I actually was.
Each space was filled with a book, but I couldn't read the titles from where I stood. I hoped to examine them later.
"You can sleep on the bed" He voice was now monotone, gesturing towards it. I entered cautiously as his eyes monitored my every move. It didn't exactly calm my nerves.
I perched myself on the end of the bed, unsure of what to say. I definitely couldn't sleep with him just standing there. He gave no indication that he intended to leave, "What have I ever done to make you hate me so much?"
His expression baffled me. He seemed… confused?
"I don't hate you." He told me "Why would you think that?"
That last part sparked something in me, and my anger and annoyance finally broke through. "Oh I don't know," I began sarcastically. "Maybe because you won't speak to me, and when you do, your rude, sarcastic, and completely full of yourself! And you look at me like I'm the fucking devil or some something!" I shrieked, tears pricking at my eyes. I had felt enough hurt, and pain, and guilt in my life. I hated it. That's why I ran..
His jaw had dropped slightly at my outburst, and use of language. He hadn't expected me to speak up the way I did, especially to him. He quickly recovered though and regained his composure.
"I don't hate you" He insisted again, and I rolled my eyes at his lie. "What a coward. Can't even admit to his true feelings.." I muttered to myself and before I knew it, Edward was in my face, a low growl sounding from him. "You have no right to approach me!" I was too shocked and frightened to speak. I just stared back with wide eyes
He then turned on his heels, heading towards the door. "You know nothing about me. So don't speak as if you do." And with that, he flipped the light off and closed the door behind him, leaving me alone in the dark room.