Playlist:
This chapter's theme is film and television music, enjoy.
1. Hedwig's Theme - John Williams - Harry Potter
2. The Lion and the Lamb - Carter Burwell - Twilight
3. Gabriel's Oboe - Ennio Morricone - The Mission
4. One Day - Hans Zimmer - Pirates of The Caribbean At Worlds End
5. Tennessee - Hans Zimmer - Pearl Harbour
6. Steps of the Met - The Transcenders - Gossip Girl
7. Who Are They - Carter Burwell - Twilight
Edward released me slowly from his embrace and looked at me. Our eyes met and we just looked at each other for a minute. The air between us hummed with something unnameable. He broke away his gaze first and looked down at the ground embarrassed.
"W-W-Well, I-I'm sorry I didn't wait for you after school." Edward stuttered. Yes, you heard me right, the mighty Edward Cullen stuttered!
"It's okay," I lied. Faking a smile at him. We got into his car in silence and drove to my house both of us contemplating over what had just happened. Who was the person in the black car? Why had they been following me. I shivered at the thought of what would have happened if Edward hadn't turned back to get me.
"Make sure you tell you Dad when you get home that someone was following you." Edward said breaking the silence. He glanced at me to gauge my reaction to his order before fixing his eyes back on the road.
"I don't think I should. He'll just worry, he worries too much as it is." I explained with a shake of my head..
"He's right to too! You don't know who that was, it could have been anyone!" Edward bellowed, his voice like thunder in the previously silent car.
"I don't know. It might just have been someone slowing down to offer me a lift. I could be over reacting." I said trying to placate his anger.
"Well if you won't tell him I will. You mightn't car what happens to you but some people do." he said just as angrily as before, I was obviously fighting a losing battle here.
"Fine, do what ever you want then." I said trying to sound blasé and as if I couldn't care less.
When we pulled up into Charlie's front yard, the police cruiser was not parked in it's familiar place.
"Charlie must have got delayed at the station," I said unbuckling my belt and getting out of the car. "Bye and thanks for everything." I told Edward with a small smile.
"You're not getting off that easy. I'm coming in with you and I'm going to wait here until he gets back from work then. I nodded my okay. I tried to act like it was as though I was humouring him but in reality I was ecstatic to have him staying with me until Charlie came. My heart sunk in my chest every time I thought about the black car. What whoever was driving it knew where I lived and was waiting for an opportunity when I was alone to come back. I paled at the thought.
Inside the house was quiet and still. Edward closed the door behind him locking it with the key that I had used to open it. A red light glowed on house phone signalling a new message. I hit the play button and waited for it to begin.
"Hey Bells, I tried to call you on your mobile but it cut straight to voicemail. There's an issue in Seattle and they're calling in all the police forces and I've got to go. I should be back Sunday. I'll call you on tomorrow to make sure everything's okay. Sorry about this, see you soon." The phone beeped. The message was over.
A cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I was going to be alone for over twenty four hours. I could be kidnapped and no one would even know I had gone for over twenty-four hours, who knows how far someone could go in twenty four hours.
"Are you okay Bella, you want to sit down?" Edward asked reaching over and lightly taking hold of my arm. I nodded absently as he steered me into the kitchen before pulling out a chair and gently pushing me down on it. "I heard what Charlie said. Are you going to be okay at home alone after… y'know."
"I g-guess I'll b-be fine." I said biting a hangnail on my thumb.
"I'll stay with you if you want." I snapped my head up and looked at him. His green eyes were looking pleadingly into mine. I debated by answer for a second, he was only offering out of pity but on the other hand, I knew if he was here I'd feel a lot safer.
"Okay." I said glancing back down at my lap. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it." He flashed me his trademark crooked smile. He offered me his hand and I took it, once I was standing up I looked around the kitchen, what were we supposed to do for the evening. I desperately wanted to ask why he hadn't shown up at lunch and why he didn't wait for me after school. But I decided against it, I knew he had a temper after earlier this morning and I didn't want to make him angry and leave. I didn't want to be alone.
"You hungry?" I asked going over to the sink and washing my hands before grabbing a hair tie off my wrist and tying my hair back in a low pony tail.
"Yeah, starving." he said leaning against the table.
"Do you eat lasagne?" I said opening the fridge to inspect it's contents. I pulled out some tomatoes, onions and peppers.
"Yeah, you cook?" he asked sceptically raising an eyebrow.
"Yes, I've to cook for my Dad everyday he can hardly fry and egg." I said laughing.
"I'm the same. But I can make toast too." he laughed jokingly. "Fancy teaching me how to make lasagne?" I smiled and pulled out two chopping boards. I laid them on the counter before taking out two knives. I handed one to Edward before putting a pepper on the board.
"Okay, first of all you've got to cut out the stem thing at the top." I pointed to the green piece and inserted the knife in beside it. Slowly I cut around it before pulling it out and laying it beside the pepper. I watched as Edward awkwardly brandished the knife and with the precision of a surgeon carefully cut around the stem.
"That alright?" He said holding up the stem.
"Yeah, that's it. Now next we chop it in half and scrape out the seeds." We passed the next half hour preparing the meal only talking when I showed him what to do next. Closing the oven door I got two glasses of water and sat down at the table. I pushed one of them across the table to Edward. He drank a bit before looking thoughtfully at the table.
"You want to play a game while we're waiting?" He asked not quite meeting my eyes.
"Sure, what is it?" What did he mean by 'a game'?
"Twenty questions. You ask the first question, we both answer it. Then I ask one and we both answer it. We stay going until one of us refuses to answer a question." I thought for a minute. I could see how this whole thing was going to play out, he would ask really embarrassing questions that I would have to answer because I'd want to know what his answer would be. When I eventually gave up I'd be wishing for the ground to open and to swallow me up.
"Okay, got one. What's you're full name?" I asked, he paused for a second before answering.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. You?"
"Wait, Masen?" I asked, why had he two surnames?
"When I was adopted, my surname changed to Cullen but on any official documents it's Masen Cullen." He explained staring at the table. I'd forgotten he'd been adopted when he was younger.
"Isabella Marie Swan." I said, I hadn't meant to bring up his adoption. I had never heard him speak about it before, the only reason I knew at all was from when we were in elementary school together and we were told to draw family trees, he wrote down his real parents names rather than Carlisle's and Esme's. The family tree pictures had hung on the wall for the entire year.
"My turn now. Did you ever have a pet?" I giggled to myself, here I was expecting evil questions and this was the sort he'd had in mind. I might be mistaken but could Edward Cullen possibly be trying to get to know me?
"I had a rabbit once called Floppy. But it got ate by a dog."
"Sorry." Edward struggled to keep a straight face.
"It was really horrible at the time but now it just seems kind of funny." I giggled quietly.
"I'd a dog named Hercules. He was old, even when I was small. He was my mothers from when she was a teenager. He was the best dog in the world." A flicker of sadness passes threw his eye.
"What happened to him?" I asked, "Did he die naturally?"
"No. My father strangled him." His face twisted in resentment.
"W-What!?" I spluttered. Edward simply nodded his head angrily.
"Yeah, he was an angry man. He did it the same day that he…" Edward's face grew red and he started to tap his leg, frustrated. "Never mind."
"What's you're favourite subject in school?" I asked trying to shift the conversation away from this obviously painful subject.
"Music. I love to play the piano. Esme thought me when I first moved in with them." My plan had worked, he looked a small bit more at ease.
"I didn't know you played piano. I went for lessons when I was small but I sucked so I begged my mom to let me quit, after about six months she let me give it up. I half regret it now though."
"What about you? What's your favourite?" Edward prompted.
"I like history, I think it's fascinating, all these different times building up to today." I said trying not to let my enthusiasm for the subject go into overdrive.
"I never thought of it like that. It's cool when you put it like that though. My go, tell me one of your hobbies."
"I love to read. There's something amazing about getting lost in a world completely different from your own. What about you?"
"I like to read too." A goofy smile came across his face and I smiled back, one book nerd to another. The moment of course was ruined by the cooking timer beeping in the back round.
"I'll go get that, you stay where you are." I bent over and opened the oven the lasagne was ready. I turned around to grab the oven mitts off the counter only to find Edward staring at my ass.
"Am-am, ugh…" His face turned puce and he stood up. "I need to go to the bathroom, back in a minute." Was he really just checking me out? Oh my God. I guess life is full of surprises.
A.N. I got this chapter out in record time, in just over twenty four hours! Woo! I've been getting an amazing response to this story so far and I just want to thank everyone who has reviewed so far. All of you are amazing. Also, I've decided to review every story I read from now on, I feel it's only fair to offer an opinion to someone who has put the time and effort into a piece of work . Let me know if you have a story that you'd like me to read or if you could recommend me another fan fiction.