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Chapter 2: Unusual Acquaintances
Jacob is italic.
Edward's thoughts are bold. Jacob can hear Edward's thoughts.
Edward POV
"What do you mean you're dead."
"... Dead... you know. Not alive anymore. No longer breathing..."
Well... I suppose there is more than one way to be dead. After all I haven't took a breath in a almost hundred years...
"Wait! What the fuck do you mean you haven't taken a breath in almost a hundred years! What the hell are you!"
You can hear my thoughts! Wow... that feels pretty invasive...
" What. The. Hell. Are. You."
It seemed any privacy I had was currently void given this voice in my head. It wasn't like I could hide anything from him so I began with an introduction.
"My name is Edward Cullen. I am a vampire."
"A vampire," Jacob muttered. "You're seriously a vampire."
Obnoxious laughter filled my head and I rolled my eyes. I don't know what sort of reaction I was expecting but this certainly was not it.
"Are you quite done..."
His laughter tapered off. I found it extremely frustrating he could read my thoughts but I couldn't read his. Thos had me at a disadvantage and had only happened once before six years ago. I could remember like it was yesterday...
"So... are you sure you're a vampire... I know kids get mixed up in some weird crap sometimes. In fact I was working this call the other day and this guy thought he was an alien. Claimed he had been abducted and probed..."
I snorted.
"I've been alive nearly 100 years and have yet to come across any proof that aliens are real."
Jacob was quiet once again. I continued to drive along this back road until I came across a few cars stopped along the road and what looked like the scene of an accident.
There were three cars ahead of me waiting to go. The white sedan in front of me honked his horn impatiently. It was still light out but the sky had began to darken and make way for the inevitable darkness.
An officer was talking to the person in the car ahead of me. As he leaned back up from the window I saw that I was his next destination and I rolled down my window allowing him to say what he needed to.
"Officer."
"Sir."
"Mike?"
Jacob chose now to make his presence known again.
"Mike?" I repeated. In response 'Officer Newton' looked at me with a funny look on his face. I realized my mistake the second it hapoened. I offered a quick explanation hoping to appease his curiosity. "Your parents ran the sporting good store right? My family used to live here and we went to high school briefly together. Edward Cullen."
"Oh yeah... Cullen. I heard your family was finally selling the house."
"Yes. I'm down signing off on the final paperwork to sell and will be on my way back home tomorrow afternoon."
Mike nodded, "Ok then. We're clearing up the scene of an accident. Should be done here pretty quickly and then I'll send you on your way." He patted the door of the car and turned back the way he came.
Jacob's words had meaning now... he had said something about being on a call... knowing Mike...
"You were a police officer."
"Yes."
The cars in front of me started moved forward slowly and I shifted into drive and followed them. As I passed the accident I noticed a lot of things... I noticed a wrecked car hooked up to a tow truck. I noticed Officer Mike patting a dark skin cop of the shoulder. His nametag read 'Uley'. They were looking at a body being loaded into an ambulance on a stretcher. As the door to the ambulance closed I confirmed what I already knew to be true.
"So this is where it happened."
"Yeah."
I wasn't sure what to say so I asked instead, "Was it painful?"
"No."
"Good."
I left Jacob to his thoughts and contined to drive down this road. Once I reached the turn off to the driveway I turned and made my way up the house.
It was beautiful. Untouched by time besides the overgrown weeds in the front. The house could definitley use with a power wash and the windows would benefit from a good wipe down. Other than that though it was exactly like they had left it.
"Why did you leave?"
Ah, Jacob decided to reappear.
"Hello Jacob."
I reached into the front pocket of my jeans grabbing the keys I had shoved there before starting on my journey. Pushing the key into the lock I turned the knob and pushed the door open. All the furniture was covered in white cloth. I pulled the one off of the couch and say down heavily, running a hand through my hair.
"Nice place..."
"It is. Esme liked to decorate. She takes pride in how her living space is decorated."
I threw my legs up on the coffee table. It was something Esme would have given me hell over.
Not sure where too begin I started with... "There was a girl."
"A girl.."
I continued.
"Our kind. Vampires. We sometimes come along someone's blood who calls to us. Their blood is special. These people are known as our 'singer'. In my lifetime this has only happened once to me. During biliogy a girl-"
"Biology. As in high school biology. Dude..."
I sighed.
"I'm well aware that a 100 year old vampire returning to high school is extremely unorthodox. However, it helped build up a resistance to human blood in addition to helping our family maintain an illusion of being human. As I was saying, my singer showed up to class that day and I ran... I ran so I wouldn't kill her. My family packed up and followed me... we haven't been back since."
"Wow... so you don't eat people..."
"No. We are able to maintain ourselves on the blood of animals."
"Wow," he repeated. "That's a lot to take in."
The silence encased us again.
"Well... Once I've signed the final paperwork for the house I imagine I can delay your redturn and help you out with your problem."
At this. Jacob took an interest. "You'll help me out. My wife... she's all I have. I need to know she's ok before I go... Well, to whatever the hell comes after this..." His voice trailed off.
"What's her name? We can find her. Stick around for a bit. Get you out of here..."
"Bella Black. Isabella."
The way he said her name would have crushed my heart if I had one. Full of longing and love. I smiled just hearing him. Wait...
"Bella?" I repeated. There had to be more than one here. "Bella Swan?"
Jacob was quiet again. Not being able to read his thoughts was very frustrating. "Formerly. We're married."
Oh great... how am I supposed too tell this guy that his wife is my singer...
"YOU WANTED TO EAT MY WIFE!"
Oh... well... that will do it.
This is awkward...