Unknown Love

Editors note: I am sooooo sorry I haven't uploaded a new chapter in ages; just started GCSE's and had lots of work to do, so sorry. Really hop you enjoy this, please review and add to favs , thanks.

Chapter 2: Secrets.

The prolonged drive to school with Edward was abnormally quiet, with neither of us speaking a word. I would watch as his ever-changing expression would flick from being calm, too tense, too worried in a continual cycle. Looking out the black tinted window, I would stare at the omnipresent rolls of clouds hanging above Forks; the weather was like staring at the reflection of my mood. I looked back to Edward; he was staring at me with sincerity in his eyes, and then hesitantly put them back to the thin, dark road. I knew something was wrong; I had tried to thread it out of him this morning, but my attempt failed with him just smiling that smile, and me almost-but very nearly- fainting .But, later I would unleash my deadliest weapon...guilt, and stand strong until he had to tell me. I was glad that my mind was immune to Edwards's gift; it meant that I didn't have to worry about what I was going to think or say. If this wasn't the case, I would've probably had a melt down by now.

We slowly pulled into the crowed school parking lot, brimming with student's, bustling, chatting and leaning against their healthy and accustomed cars for the average teenager; unlike Edward's pristine Volvo, Rosalie's red convertible and Emmet's beast truck. Edward opened my door for me even before I had got my seatbelt off, without having to use his super vampire speed.

The fresh and cold winter morning stung and pinched my skin with its harsh intentions. The trees howled as the wind snaked through the trunks and branches.

Edwards's absentmindedness was flagrant; we walked exaggeratingly slow to our English class together. My plan was to confront him in English and ask what he really saw, again. For now, I pondered in thought about what I was going to say, how I was going to approach this without losing the battle. We finally reached the classroom; Edward held my hand, leading the way gracefully, snaking through the table and pulled out chairs.

We sat down silently next to each other; Mr Berty began his lecture on Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte. As much as I loved the classics, I had more imperative matters to discuss. I hesitantly slid my hand under the table to hold his; he didn't flinch, just kept his head forward to, Mr Berty. I put my head down and took a deep breath; my heart began racing and booming against my cage ribs. Looking up to Edward, his eyes were already on me; he must have realised the racing of my heart overpowering all noises. His deep golden eyes stared at me, he smiled my favourite smiled.

I took an encouraging deep breath, and began to speak.

"Edward...what did you really see, no lies?" I said.

"I already told you it's nothing," he smiled, slightly exasperated.

"I may be human, but I'm not an idiot," I could feel my eyebrows furrowed over my eyes.

"I know you're not," he replied.

"Look...Edward, I'm supposed to be your girlfriend, you're not meant to keep secrets from me," My voice more sad now. "When I do become a vampire will you keep secrets from me for the rest of eternity...all I'm saying is, if you're trying to protect me, you're not, your just hurting me."

Edward went completely silent after that, his expression forlorn, his eyebrows mashed together. He began mumbling under his breath, every couple of seconds he would began to say something to me, but would cut himself off. His expression began reflecting pain and frustration. I didn't know how long I was waiting, but I was getting impatient, I was reluctant to give up, not now.

Then I had an idea, I would ask someone who would tell me without even thinking first.

"If you're not going to tell me, I'll ask Emmet," I said solemnly.

Abruptly, anxiety planted to his face and his body stiffened. His grip on my hand tightened, making the blood unable to reach my fingertips, then released me when he realised he was restricting the blood to my hand. I stared at my hand, it was pale white and numb, and had red finger marks from where he held me; I looked up to Edward his expression mortified.

"I'm so sorry," he said gasping. "Please...don't do this," his eyes were begging, instead of his face.

He looked so innocent; nothing like a vampire. No Bella, focus, you need to find out, he can't keep secrets. I discreetly shook my head to get rid of the off-the-subject-course thoughts, and focused on my mission. A million vigorous butterflies flew around, attacking the lining of my stomach.

"I'm sorry, but you're starting to scare me I need to know," I replied.

Before he could answer, the bell interrupted our gruelling conversation, freeing me from the intense atmosphere. I quickly rounded up all my books and shoved them in my bags; standing up and rushed out my chair fumblingly, not bothering to tuck in my chair. I had to reach Emmet before Edward did, however, I forgot how slow I really was, and Edward was casually walking besides me at his normal pace, his expression calm and nonchalant, while I was power walking, sweat dews forming on my forehead.

"Bella, this is totally unnecessary," he protested.

I didn't care, ignoring Edward. I had to find Emmet, even if this whole thing was trivial, and it was eating at my brain. I knew I would feel at peace once all this was figured out. I burst through the cafeteria doors; not intending on making an entrance I scanned the cafeteria for the biggest, most conspicuous person in the room, which wouldn't be hard to do. Sadly, my hopes were abruptly shattered when there was not conspicuous, abnormally large male in the room.

I turned to look at Edward, who was staring at me, his expression impassive. My mind began to wonder, maybe I was crazy? Was I being selfish? I blocked my mind, letting the outside world take care of me. Abruptly, a cold stinging sensation radiated my hand; I knew he was taking care of me; I didn't even have to focus.

Finally, my mind came back to reality. Remembering the task I had at hand. I scanned the room yet again, searching for Emmet, but no sign of him. With Emmet nowhere to be seen; I looked over to Edward and he was smiling at me, I smiled back, almost about to fall off my chair. He had dazzled me yet again.

I felt a light cool breeze brush against my exposed skin, and tousle my hair around my face; triggering goose bumps to run up my arm and an abrupt shiver ripple down my spine. A dark blurred shadow emerged in the corner of my eye; slowly getting bigger and more prominent...it was a figure. The figure began creeping across my eye, swaying as it walked. Then the sound of a booming laugh bellowed across the canteen, and felt like it had punched me in the stomach. I only knew too well that sardonic laugh.

Leaping out of my chair, without even thinking and allowing my brain to fully function, I launched myself at the now clear figure; not caring if anyone saw me-especially Edward.

"Emmett!"

Editor's note: So that's chapter 2, chapter 3 will be way more exciting. Please review and add to favs, and put down what I may need to improve on and how this story could go further, but I have a basic idea.