A/N: I'm going away for a week, so I decided to leave you with a chapter! Oh, and you may or may not know that I'm a HUGE fan of Supernatural, so I might sneak a reference or a quote in the chapters every so often.

Song: Cold As You - Taylor Swift

When Adelaide awoke the next morning, the previous night's events were still fresh in her mind. What had Chris been trying to do to her? It simply wasn't something that normally happened on a deserted street in the middle of the night. But the more pressing question playing at her mind was, what exactly was Chris? He most certainly wasn't human. The strength, the speed, the way he had enchanted her, and his eyes, his eyes were forever engraved into her memory, yes all humans possessed those qualities, but not to the degree Chris did. She had never seen someone so fast, so strong, so fierce. But he surely had to be human…what else was there to be? Monsters were myths, and superheroes and villains only existed in comic books and ridiculous movies. This was too much to be thinking about at such an early hour, but Adelaide couldn't escape the thoughts from her mind. The word inhuman made a routine appearance in her thoughts. Jake couldn't be right, that was for sure. He was just a teenager with an overactive imagination. Vampires, it got funnier every time she thought of it. But then, why else had Chris put his cool, stone-like lips to her neck? Was it perhaps to drink her blood? Adelaide mentally slapped herself. She was being ridiculous. Maybe, she hoped, this was all just a vivid, very real, and very scary dream. But looking down and seeing she still had on the clothes she was wearing the previous night, her feeble hopes were dashed.

Deciding that if she got up and put some food in her stomach, the thoughts of monsters would go away, but after she put on her favorite pair of pajamas and had the French Toast cooking, her betraying mind began to wander yet again. Could it be quite possible, that the impossible existed? In this tiny nondescript town, could something extraordinary be hiding in its shadows? To Adelaide, nothing made sense anymore. Before, there were humans, and then there were animals. But now, could there be something else? In a town with no secrets, could the greatest secret in the world be hiding? But what if, what if the greatest secret in the world wasn't hiding beyond the trees and the rain, what if it had been standing in front of her the whole time? She shook her head, and put her food on a plate. She was being childish and she knew it, but she blamed it on the atmosphere of Forks. It was the perfect setting for a scary movie, that's what was putting these insane thoughts into her head. But though she tried, Adelaide couldn't deny the fact that there was something quite different about Chris and the Cullens, something…dangerous.

Thoroughly determined to forget about all these preposterous thoughts, she engrossed her self in her favorite movies. She would much rather be involved in the problems of her favorite characters instead of her own. That's what she did, she ran from her problems, unwilling to face them head on. Adelaide knew this would come back to bite her one day, but she was perfectly fine evading the issue until then.

She was halfway through her collection of movies when there was a knock so soft at the door she barley heard it. Glancing at the clock, she found it was already eleven o'clock at night. Slightly annoyed, wondering who in the world could want something at this hour, she paused her movie and answered the door. When she opened it, her disposition changed from annoyed to infuriated.
"What do you want?" she growled, her voice so low and menacing, it would have terrified the average person, though the person who stood before her was not the least bit average in any way.
"Can we talk?" His voice was soft, and his eyes stayed to the ground, never meeting hers.
"I don't do talking. Or maybe you don't remember that," she hissed, making to slam the door in his face.
His arm flashed out to catch the door before it had even moved an inch. "Please Addie, we really need to talk." His eyes were pleading pitifully.
"I have nothing to say to you," her voice was so soft, a normal person would have asked her to repeat her words.
"But I have everything to say to you," his voice was full of an emotion she didn't recognize.
Without saying a word, nor looking into his golden eyes, she crossed the porch, the screen door swinging behind her, and sat on the porch swing.
"Addie, you need to hear me out. I never meant to hurt you, it was all a trap! Heather…she could, enchant people, to get what she wants, just like Chris! Maybe 'enchant' was the correct word, it's more like hypnotize. She tricked me into falling for her, so you would find, and fall for Chris. I can't give you all the details, but I'm so sorry."
"But that doesn't make sense. Magic doesn't exist."
"It's not magic Addie, I wish I could tell you, but I simply can't."
"You can't tell me," she repeated in a monotone. She was quiet for a long moment.
"Tell me what you're thinking."
"I think you're lying through your teeth," she snapped, fire in her eyes.
"You think I'm lying to you?" his voice was shocked. "Adelaide Claire Larkin, I'm in love with you. I would never lie to you. I will do anything in the universe to prove that to you, just name it. Your wish is my command."
"Shut up Scott! You never loved me! You don't know anything about me; I was just a flavor of the month to you!"
"Addie, you've never been anything but the love of my life."
She was infuriated. How could he be so calm when she was screaming at him? "I was in love with you Scott! And then some whore walks by and I'm just an unpleasant memory!" Adelaide had tears streaming down her cheeks now, but she didn't care. "I don't want you to make it up to me, I don't want to even see you again. I just want you to go away."
"Addie please…"
"No, Scott, you're not getting this! You paint everything a shade of gray, and never tell me why. I poured out my heart to you. I thought I could trust you, but what's the point of trusting someone if they don't trust you back?"
"Addie, I would give everything I have if it meant I had never hurt you the way I did. When I kissed you, I never had any intention to hurt you."
"But you did hurt me. You hurt me worse than anyone ever has."
"I have every intention to make it up to you."
"You can't undo what's been done Scott."
She got up from the swing, the rain still coming down in torrents, and started to head inside, but Scott spoke up.
"Last night in Port Angeles…I never would have imagined I would ever work so hard to keep someone safe. That was the scariest night of my life."
Adelaide paused, and then turned. They looked into each other's eyes for the first time in weeks, and Adelaide wasn't sure what it was, but something scared her about him. Every part of her was screaming at her to run.
"Get away from me," she said quietly, backing away, fear in her eyes.
"Addie what-"
"You're not normal…get away from me!"
"What are you talking about?" His eyes were tight, almost as if he was hiding something.
"You literally tore Christ apart and threw him into a building!"
"Haven't you heard of people acquiring vast amount of adrenaline to life cars off of people? How am I not human?"
"You're strength, you're speed, and normal people don't glitter in the sunlight Scott! I don't know what you are, but you're sure as hell not human!" She could have sworn he murmured 'you're right pretty lady' before she shut the door, but she couldn't be sure.
Breathing heavily she leaned against the door and let the tears take over her face. He had come to apologize, but how could she forgive him? He was quite possibly the love of her life, and he had broken her heart. He had broken his promise of never hurting her. She had never meant to start a fight, but she needed to feel something for the first time in weeks. To her, feeling hatred and anger was better than feeling nothing at all. Though what made her angry the most was that she couldn't hate him, as much as she wanted to, she couldn't. She wanted nothing more than to have him back in her life, to have things the way they were before Heather and Chris, but she knew that would never happen. He was insane to think 'magic' was the cause of all her pain, this wasn't Midsummer's Nights Dream, there were no fairies, no magic. Why did he feel the need to lie about why he had left her? If it was at all possible, she felt her heart break more.

Scott and Adelaide had no idea that they sat there, heads leaning and hands pressed up against the door in the exact same spots. Neither was sure why it felt as if they'd been ripped in two. Neither of them had ever experienced this kind of pain before.
"I would have died for you…" they unknowingly whispered at the same time.