A/N: Wow! I got a lot of great responses on the last chapter :-) Thank you guys so much! This means a lot to me that y'all love my story so much and that I'm doing a good job at writing it X-) I LOVE YOU!!! HaHa. Anywho I hope you guys will love this chapter as well!! BTW the title of this chapter is a song from Dracula The Musical; to me it's just the perfect song to describe Vivian's sudden growing feelings for Edward. If you want to hear the song, I have the link for it on my profile so just click it and hear it for yourself :-)

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Please Don't Make Me Love You

One Week Later

It's been a week since I last spoke to Edward, when he said that we shouldn't be "friends". He had some nerve saying that to me! It's not like we were actually friends to begin with, but it still pissed me off...and it hurt. Every day I think about him, whether it be about beating him to a pulp or kissing him until I had no air left in my lungs. I still don't understand it! He infuriates me to no end, and yet he makes me want to know more about him.

I still have my dreams about him when I sleep. I mainly dream about the day he saved me from the Four. That after the boys ran off, and he held me in his arms. After I whispered his name, I could see his face filled with so many emotions: fear, pain, anger, worry,......love? Then I would hear him say very softly to me:

"Don't leave me."

Then I would wake up. It's pretty much the same dream every night. Or there would be dreams of him coming into my room and claiming me right then and there. Looking at me with love and lust in his eyes as he made love to me. Or the one that really wakes me up at night, is me standing in the forest. Edward standing at my right, and Aiden standing at my left. Even though Aiden's dead, I feel like I'm betraying him by being attracted to another man. Both men are looking at me with pure unconditional love in their eyes, each one begging me to come to him. I don't know which one to choose!

There's Aiden: the love of my life; the one who knew what I was and accepted me; the one who came back for me when he could have left Bucharest without me; the one who never confused me; the one wore his heart on his sleeve when it came to me; the one who loved me just as much as I loved him. Then there's Edward: the one who hated me before he even knew me; the one who suddenly decided to speak to me and make amends; the one who saved my life from certain death; the one who made me angry with his silence; the one who was a constant mystery to me; the one I hate but can't help falling for, no matter how much I don't want to. I keep looking back and forth between them, the world seems to be spinning and making me dizzy. I fall to the ground, torn and confused. I look up and they're both gone. It's just me, lying on the forest floor...alone.

Then I would wake up with tears streaming down my face. Why is Edward constantly on my mind? I can't stand being near him, and yet he's always haunting my dreams. He's the one I think of as soon as I awaken. No! I can't fall for Edward! Not only would I most likely get him either hurt or killed, but I would be betraying Aiden. He may not be here physically but he's in my heart, and there's no room for anyone else romantically. And what's the point anyway? He clearly doesn't care for me, he made that perfectly clear when he said that we shouldn't be friends. And don't get me started on those mood swings! It's like he's on menopause for men...manopause! I couldn't help but laugh at my new description of him.

If he doesn't want anything to do with me, that's just fine and dandy by me. I don't need him. Besides, this is just a stupid attraction, nothing more. Satisfied with my new outlook on the subject, I got up from bed and did my morning routine and went downstairs to eat some breakfast. Aunt Hope was already gone for work, it was her turn to open the grocery store so she had to get up and leave hella early. That reminds me, I should probably look for a job. The only experience I have was when I was making chocolates in the candy shop in Bucharest. Maybe there's a candy shop or a bakery looking to hire somebody. Maybe I'll go job searching this weekend.

After that thought, I finished my bowl of cereal and went on my merry way to school. It wasn't until I parked in my space and got out of my car that it was a sunny day today. Wow, I didn't think there was ever sunlight in this gloomy town. Oh well, might as well enjoy it while I can. As I was walking to my first class, I noticed something else that was weird. The Cullens' cars were missing. They weren't at their normal spots where I have seen them on many occasions. Jessica walked up to me and must have noticed my confused expression.

"Hey Vivian. What's wrong?"

"Hey Jess. Nothing's wrong, it's just I noticed that all the Cullens' cars aren't here."

"Oh yeah, they never come to school when the sun's out."

"O-k that's weird. How come?"

"From what I hear, on sunny days, their dad Carlisle Cullen takes the whole family out camping."

"Camping? On a sunny day? What, are they hippies that go and worship the trees when it's sunny or something?"

Jessica laughed at my silly and ridiculous question.

"I never thought of anything like that."

"Me neither, it just came to me."

We both laughed as we walked to class. Today was a pretty good day, I felt relieved that I didn't have to put up with Edward. Yet a part of me was missing him. Shut up you stupid part! Jess, Angie, and I were talking about our Prom dress search that was going to be tomorrow after school. I've never shopped for a fancy dress before so I was really excited about it.

"So have you guys decided on what color you want your dresses to be?" Jess asked me and Angie.

"I'm definitely going for purple, my mind is made up." Angie told us.

"Oh you'll look so pretty in purple! Vivian how about you?"

"I'm going with emerald green. That's always been my ultimate favorite color, so why not wear it?"

"Ooh you're going to look hella sexy!" Jess exclaimed.

"Whoo hoo! I've converted you to the language of the 'Hella'!" We all laughed.

I have the tendency to say "hella" a lot, so it's pretty freakin sweet that it's rubbing off on people. The rest of the day just zoomed by and I was on my way home. When I got to the driveway, I noticed Aunt Hope's car so she must be home from work. I walked in the house and she was sitting in the living room wearing spandex pants and a sports bra, her hair up in a pony tail.

"Hey sweetheart. How was school?"

"It was actually really good. The girls and I were talking about our plans for tomorrow. You remember I told you about us shopping for Prom dresses?"

"Of course I remember. I hope that wasn't another way of saying how old I am."

"Oh don't worry old girl, I wasn't implying anything." I smiled.

"Ha ha, you're so funny. Now get your ass upstairs and change into your workout clothes. We're training today."

"Okaly dokaly Grandma." I replied, rushing up the stairs before she could give me a kick in the butt.

This past week, Aunt Hope and I have been training so we can both be ready to fight when the time comes. We work out in the basement, where it's like a little gym. It had weights, mats to land on when we practice fighting, punching bags, just about everything you would need to help you become an ass kicker, and gives you a good workout. After two hours of training, we would go out for a run so we can increase our speed.

"You ready to get your little ass kicked?" Aunt Hope asked as we walked into the basement.

"Bring it on Grandma."

"How many times do I have to tell you? I am not old." she replied sternly.

"Whatever you have to say to make yourself feel better."

"Smartass." she said as she was putting in a CD in the stereo system.

Three Days Grace's Animal I Have Become filled the room. Aunt Hope had put in the mix CD I made labeled Fight Music.

"Let's rock." Aunt Hope said with determination.

"Oh god, you sound like Al Bundy."

"Don't you dare compare me to him! I fucking hate Married...With Children!"

I couldn't help but laugh at her obvious hatred for the show. We got in our places on the mat facing each other. Then we came at each other, there was kicking, punching, tossing to the floor, jumping over each other's head. She tried to attack me and I pulled a Donald O'Connor and walked up the wall and flipped off of it. This went on for two hours until we were tired and sore.

"Wow that took a lot out of me." I said as we were lying next to each other on the mat trying to catch our breath.

"Yeah me too. Well let's go run." she patted my leg and got up from the floor.

I looked at her like she was crazy...which she was.

"Damn woman, are you trying to kill me?!"

"What's wrong Vivie? You're not too old to go out for a run...are you?" she asked me with a smug look on her face.

Damn that woman! She finally got me.

"Are you kidding? I'm not old. Let's run." I got up from the floor.

I stumbled a bit since my legs were a little wobbly from training. We drank some water and headed outside for our run. We would run around parts of town that were close to our house, and then we would run in the forest. By the time we got back to the house, I had to drag myself in the house. My legs were nearly dead, I had worked harder than I ever had in my life today.

"I'm taking a long hot ass bath, I'll see you tomorrow." I said as I was dragging myself upstairs to the bathroom.

"You're not going to come down for dinner?"

"I don't think I can even make it downstairs right now!"

"I can't believe you're tired. You know you're stronger than this right? I mean it would be understandable if you were a human."

"I know that Aunt Hope. I may be a loup-garoux but even a wolf can get tired from time to time. This is just one of those times."

"I know sweety, but you just have to get used to working harder than you usually do. Go ahead and take your bath, you do deserve some rest. You did a lot better today."

"Thanks. I'd come downstairs and hug you but I can't walk that far down right now."

Aunt Hope laughed as I made the rest of my way to the bathroom and enjoyed my wonderful bath. After my bath, I got dressed in my PJs and collapsed on my bed and immediately went to sleep. Too tired to dream, too tired to notice the feeling that I was being watched.

The Next Morning - Friday

I woke up feeling refreshed and no longer sore. Thank goodness for my fast healing, if I was human I would still be sore and tired. After my morning routine and eating breakfast, I was on my way to school. I couldn't wait to go shopping with Jess and Angie for our dresses. I hope I find the perfect dress. I was singing to Simply Irresistible by Robert Palmer when I pulled into the parking lot and headed for my spot. I immediately stopped singing when I saw the familiar four cars parked in their spots. Particularly the silver Volvo.

Son of a biscuit-eating bulldog! Just when I was having a good morning too. I didn't see the Cullens themselves though, so I guess they're inside the school already. Good, at least I don't have to see Edward just yet. But apparently I spoke too soon because it was lunch time now. Damn it why does that always happen?! Well I'll just have to face the music and hope he doesn't notice me. Yeah right, like that's going to happen. I walked into the caf and headed straight for the food without even checking if the Cullens were already in the caf or not. I was picking up an apple since I was feeling nutritious today, when I heard a familiar deep voice that made me jump.

"Hello."

I jumped at the voice and my damn apple fell out of my hand and onto the floor. But instead of the floor, the apple landed on a foot, rolled up the leg and into a pair of hands. I looked up at the person who saved my beloved apple and lo and behold, I was looking into the familiar eyes of Edward Cullen.

"Vivian." he greeted with a soft smile.

What the hell is this? Didn't he tell me that he didn't want anything to do with me? Why is he suddenly being cordial again? I grabbed my apple without saying anything to him and walked away to grab some more food. I didn't have to turn around to notice he was following me. Ok this guy is confusing the hell out of me. I got frustrated and turned around to face him. Ready to end this now.

"What's your damage Heather?!"

He stood there stunned and probably a little confused at me calling him Heather. I guess the guy never saw Heathers. Loser.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"You're really going to ask me that? Well ok, I'll tell you what's wrong. You and your damn mood swings. Geez man, are you on your period, or manopause or something? Seriously, you're making me lose my mind with this crap."

He still looked stunned and also calm.

"I said it would be better if we weren't friends, not that I didn't want to be."

"What the fuck does that even mean?"

"It means that if you're smart, you'll stay away from me."

"Um exsqueeze me? Baking powder? I could have sworn I heard you say I should stay away from you. You're one to talk, it seems like you're the one who can't or won't stay away from me."

He didn't have a response to that.

"I can see my very true statement has rendered you speechless. Look Cullen, I don't know what your deal is, but when you have finally made up your mind about whether or not you want to be 'friends' with me, you let me know. But if you're still going to play these stupid games with me and confuse me to no end, then you can just kiss my white ass."

Before he could respond, I walked away from him and paid for my food. It wasn't until I walked to my usual table that I noticed my friends were staring at me.

"If someone slaps your backs, your faces will stay like that." I said to them as I sat down.

"We saw you talking to Edward Cullen. What was that about?" Tyler asked me.

"Oh it's nothing. He's just being a douche as usual. I swear the guy must be on his period or something. He's always in a different mood and takes it out on me."

"Why would he act like that to you?" Angie asked me.

"I don't know. Well actually I do have one thought to why he treats me the way he does."

"What's that?" Eric asked me.

"He's just jealous because I'm pretty." I said with a pout.

Everyone laughed at my hypothesis. I could feel Edward's eyes on my back through out the whole lunch period. The guy just doesn't know when to quit. Than I heard Mike, Eric, and Tyler talking about plans for the weekend.

"You guys still on for some surfing?" Tyler asked.

"You know I am." Eric replied

"Totally!" Mike exclaimed with a smile.

"How it ladies? Are you in?" Mike asked us.

"Sure I'm game. Where at?" I asked.

"There's a beach out in La Push, there's always some pretty great waves." Eric replied.

"Yeah I'll go, I have some friends in La Push so we can hang out with them too."

"Sweet! How about it Jess? Angie?" Mike asked, smiling at Jessica.

He took my advice and asked Jess to the Prom. She was so happy and I can tell that Mike is really excited.

"Yeah definitely." Jess replied.

"Me too, sounds like fun." Angie said.

"Awesome. We're leaving at 11:00 tomorrow morning so be ready. Who's riding with who?" Tyler asked.

"I can pick up Angie and Jess. Unless you want Jess to ride with you Mike." I smiled slyly at the two of them.

Mike and Jess were smiling and blushing, so cute.

"It's ok, I'll ride with you Vivian. Besides, I want to ride in that awesome car of yours." Jess said.

"Hey I want to ride in Vivian's car too!" Eric exclaimed.

"Me too!" said Mike.

"Me too!" said Tyler.

"Dude, I can't fit everyone and everything in my car! And Tyler you have your van so be quiet."

"Ok fine. Eric, Mike, and I will meet you guys there. How about that?"

"Yeah that's a good- hey! I already suggested that! Get out of my brain!!!" I yelled as I held my head in my hands to 'protect my brain'.

Everyone was laughing at my silly quirky ways. Before we knew it, the bell rang and it was off to class we go. Edward was at his seat already. And he was looking at me. Great, so now we're back to the 'staring' stage. What fun. I sat down, trying to ignore him. I wanted to be as far away from him as possible...but that one stupid part of me is ecstatic that he's back. I'm going to kill that part somehow. I just need to figure out how.

"Vivian."

"What. Do. You. Want?" I asked him, getting really tired of him.

"I really am sorry for the way I have treated you."

"Well you should be. How do I know you're really sorry? All you do is mess with my head."

"You just have to believe me."

"Whatever. What did you mean before, when you said that stuff about how we shouldn't be friends but it's not that you don't want to be friends?"

"I meant what I said. If you're smart then you will stay away from me."

"Gee thanks for insulting my intelligence. But lets say for argument's sake that I'm not smart. I know you're hiding something. You have 'I have issues' written all over you. That among other things."

"What other things?"

"I think you know. I've only been nagging you about it since it happened and you still won't give me an honest answer."

"Well I want to hear your theories."

"Well if I was a comic book nerd, which I'm not because I've actually gotten laid before, I would say: radioactive spiders or kryptonite."

"Super hero stuff right?"

"Yes."

"Well what if I'm not the hero? What if I'm the bad guy?"

"You're not. Confusing and irritating, yes. But you're not the bad guy."

"How would you know?"

"Because if anyone's the bad guy...it's me."

"Why would you say that?"

He looked at me with a confused look on his face.

"Forget it. It's nothing you need to worry about. So what now? Are we enemies? Cordial acquaintances? Friends?"

"I would like us to be friends. But I would make a terrible friend."

"Ok, seriously, this self-loathing, Tickle Me Emo bit has got to stop. It wouldn't kill you to be positive about something, anything."

"I just thought I'd warn you."

"Ok whatever. Since we're going to try to be friends, do you want to go to the beach this weekend?"

I can't believe I'm actually inviting him, let alone talking to him. But if it'll make him stop irritating me then fine. Plus, I know a part of me would never forgive myself if I didn't make an effort to get to know him.

"Where at?" he asked me.

"It's a beach out in La Push. A bunch of us are going tomorrow."

"I can't." he replied abruptly.

"O-k, may I ask why?"

"I just can't go there."

He sounded so final with that reply that I just decided to let it go. For now anyway. For the remainder of the class, while we were doing our assignment, Edward and I got to know each other a bit more. I told him an edited version of my life: my parents were killed in a car accident, I moved to Bucharest to stay with some family, and I moved here to be with my Aunt and I missed living in the states.

He told me his parents died a long time ago, Carlisle adopted him and his other 'brothers' and 'sisters', his family travels a lot because of Carlisle's job and they moved her a few months ago. Not very descriptive but then again, it's Edward. My hate for him was starting to melt away, I was actually beginning to like him...only a little though. I can't let myself have deep feelings for him. He may be vague, but he's a pretty good guy. He's polite, thoughtful, he obviously has love for his family. I can tell by the tone of his voice, he sounded so at ease when he talked about them.

I can't let this guy be a big part of my life. I just know that if I let him in completely, that he will get hurt. I can't let that happen again. The sound of the bell ringing interrupted my thoughts. I was actually disappointed that we couldn't talk longer, I enjoyed being around him. Surprisingly.

"Well have a good weekend. I'll see you when I see you." I told him as I gathered my stuff.

He smiled at me. A real smile that showed his perfect teeth. A smile that made me melt.

"Goodbye Vivian." he replied.

I smiled back at him, which had to be the first time I ever really smiled at him. I left the classroom, and I missed him already. This is going to be harder than I thought. I want to still hate him so it would be easier to be away from him and not expose him to danger. But I don't know how much longer I can hate him.

I got into my car and I felt eyes on me. I turned around, and there was Edward. He was standing by his Volvo, staring at me. Only this time, he didn't look angry, confused, or curious. He looked happy. I couldn't look away from him, even though I wanted to. He was putting me more and more under his spell. I had no choice but to look away, and started my car. Before I drove away, I thought of him still looking at me. Even though he can't hear me, I silently plead and beg him in a whisper:

"Please don't make me love you."

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A/N: This has got to be the longest chapter I have ever written! I stayed up till 1:15 a.m. so be grateful! Lol. I hope you guys liked it, I know I didn't have Vivian kick Edward's ass like she wanted to, but hopefully from reading this chapter you guys can see her conflict. PLEASE REVIEW!!!!