Chapter Four
Conversations
Margarete POV
I was alone now. After drifting in and out of arguments, everyone decided it would be best to let the air settle. I shouldn't say everyone decided that. Carlisle decided. I could hear them all within the house. Alice pacing around, while Jasper quietly watched. Esme and Carlisle talked about their move. Rosalie was refusing to speak to Emmett, which I found amusing. As for Edward and Bella, she was quickly approaching a dream state and Edward was now standing behind me.
"You're fast. The fastest, am I correct?" I asked quietly.
"Why bother to ask if you're correct or not, when you know you are?"
I chuckled, "Sometimes I hope I'm wrong."
He kept his distance, which I appreciated, "It bothers you, knowing everything?"
I simply nodded, "Of course. Where's the surprise in knowing what will happen?"
"I would think it made things easier. I find it easy to know what someone is thinking and annoying when I don't."
"Do you want me to let you in? Let you feel an ounce of my gifts?" I asked softly.
He got excited. I could feel it. He stood in front of me, nodding slowly, "Yes. Reassure me that you're not a threat."
Sighing, I looked him in the eye, "I won't let you all the way in. I'll show you how I know about Jacob. I'll show you how life is suppose to be. That should be reassurance enough." I closed the distance between and he tensed again, "Relax. I have to be close in order for this to work."
He held an unneeded breath. I knew why. My smell. I smelt better than Bella did, even for a vampire. Exhaling, he nodded once more, "How close?"
Smiling I leaned forward, kissing him softly on the forehead, "That's it."
His eyes dazed out and I watched him intently, focusing on the things I wanted him to see. I recalled the vision I had received about Jacob. How Jacob found me in a field, ready to strike on his enemy. Then stopped. Edward could feel Jacob's heart beat quicken. He could feel my fear as I realized what had happened. The vision of Jacob imprinting on an enemy, on me, wasn't pleasant. It was chaotic.
I showed him the visions of Bella's life, of how life should be. Those visions were slowly becoming blurred. I sorted through them the best I could. I let him glimpse at my past. How I've lived since I've turned. My remorse when I lost my creator. He saw how I lived among the Volturi.
When I felt he finally had his assurance, I kissed his forehead again. I stepped back as he leaned against the banister of the porch. I waited for his eyes to come in to focus.
"She doesn't want this life, does she?" he asked in a low whisper.
I shook my head, "That's your first question? Everything I showed you, you ask that?"
He nodded, "Didn't know I would ask that?"
"I'm trying to keep my head out of yours," I replied with a laugh. "She does and she doesn't. She also isn't that content with being your wife. Yes, you do mean the world to her. Never doubt that."
"Then why did she even agree…" he didn't continue.
I allowed myself a peek inside his thoughts. He was conflicted. His love for the human was strong. Though, it was the humanity that drew him to her. Once that was gone, what would he have left? I touched his shoulder gently, "Love is the enemy. It's spontaneous. Today, she wants to be with you and your family for eternity. When Jacob comes back, her feelings may change."
His eyes stared blankly in to darkness, "I thought imprinting was suppose to happen right away?"
"It is. However, Bella is a very interesting case. It seems she has yet to realize the force of it. She's ignoring it without even knowing it. I'm not here to get between you both. I'm here to set things straight. It will be an all out war if Jacob imprints on me."
"I understand."
"You want to ask me something else," I stated, not questioning.
He nodded, "To avoid him imprinting you, Bella needs to stop ignoring her feelings?"
I sighed, "Something like that."
"I'm not fully understanding."
"I can't explain it all to you boy. Some things are better left to be discovered than handed right to you," I hissed.
He growled and narrowed his eyes at me. He stepped quickly towards me, backing me up against the house.
I locked eyes with him, not backing down. Who did he think he was? I pushed him away from him, watching as he stumbled backwards, "Don't you dare do that, again."
He grinned, getting up off the porch, "I can hear you, now."
I growled, lunging at him. I knocked him back down, hearing everyone inside the house rushing towards the door, "Do you want to see everything then? Feel her pain when you finally give in to biting her? Want to feel Bella's pain when you left her alone in the woods? How about the pain your family will go through when you bite her?"
His eyes were wide. He was actually afraid. He tried to push me off, but couldn't manage.
I closed my eyes and before anyone could make it outside, Edward and I were gone.