Chapter Nine
EDWARD'S POV
I look at the woman in shock. She had seen me, what, two times? Three? And she remembered me. I mean, I'd known that she'd seen me; known that a even weeks after she'd seen me, when she'd tuck Bella in, she checked the windows several times and made sure they were locked.
But Freya still remembered. How am I going to get out of this one? I wonder. Bella looks up at me, thoughts similar to mine shining in her eyes.
"The truth," Freya says, looking back and forth between the two of us.
"Uh........um........." Nice Edward. Real articulate, "B- uh, Chloe. How about you handle this one."
She gapes at me exasperatedly. I shrug. Well what does she expect me to do?
"Well........" she begins, "Um, Edward isn't really what he appears to be," she looks up at me questioningly.
"Go ahead," I murmur, "If you want to tell her, tell her."
She nods and continues, "Edward is...........a vampire."
Freya's eyebrows raise to the point where I'm afraid they'll disappear in her hair, "That's your best cover-up? 'Edward's a vampire'?"
"Uh," Bella looks to me for support.
"I am," I say simply.
"Really?" she asks skeptically, "Prove it."
I stand up with a sigh, "What should I do?"
"Lift something up," Bella says, "But be careful not to break anything."
With a sigh I pick up the table. It's a fairly large table. Old. Possibly oak. I lift the whole thing over my head and balance it on my pinkie, "Is this enough proof?"
Freya gapes at me for a moment, "So you're a vampire?"
I nod.
"And you're dating my daughter."
Again, I nod, not liking where this is going.
"And you've been with her before, alone in her room ever since she was a little girl?" she doesn't wait for my response. She just begins shouting, "I DON'T KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND I DON'T CARE! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
"Mom," Bella says, her tone reasonable, "It's not really as bad as all that."
"NOT AS BAD AS ALL THAT?!" her mom howls, "YOU WERE JUST A LITTLE GIRL AND HE-" for a moment she falters and her voice drops to a whisper, "Chloe, he didn't- he didn't hut you, did he? I mean, he didn't touch you, right?"
"Mom!" she shouts.
I blink in shock. She thinks that I.....? Anger boils up in me, "I'd never have done anything to hurt Bella!" I shout, "Ever!"
"BELLA? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER NAME!?"
"Oops," I say.
"Edward, I told you specifically not to call me that in front of her," Bella says, eyes wide.
"I know," I say, "I'm sorry."
FREYA'S POV
"HOW CAN YOU SAY YOU'D NEVER HURT HER IF YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW HER NAME?!"
"Mom, just stop shouting," Chloe says, quietly.
"Why shouldn't I shout?" I ask. I know my tone is angry, but at least I manage not to scream this time.
"Nothing bad ever happened," the monster says, in his deceivingly soft voice, "I never hurt her once."
"If you didn't do anything to her then how come you were there when she was little. I saw you there when she was only seven! Seven!"
"Nothing bad happened," he repeats.
The f***ing pedophile. That mother f***ing cradle robber. "Well then what did you want with a little girl, huh?" I spit with as much venom as I can muster into my voice.
"Tell her, Bella" the vampire says, "Tell her everything."
I turn to face my daughter. She's floating in mid air!
"Mom," she says, a sheepish sort of smile on her face, "I'm an angel."
I fall backwards as my eyes roll up into my head.
EDWARD'S POV
"W-what happened to her?" Bella asks.
I step forward to take a look at her, "She only fainted," I say.
"She-she fainted?" she asks.
"Yep," I answer.
"When will she wake up?" Bella asks.
I let out a sigh, "Hopefully after she calms down."
Bella lets out a sigh of her own, "You shouldn't have called me Bella. I think that was the last straw for her."
"It was an accident. It just kinda slipped out."
"So, did you pick up any of her thoughts before she passed out?"
I frown, "She called me a pedophile and a cradle robber."
She giggles, "But I'm how many thousand years older than you?"
Oh yeah, I remember. Bella's older than me, and I'm getting yelled at for being a cradle robber.
Life's not fair.