Chapter 2
It was the Monday before Halloween, and I was doing what I do best: hanging out with Edward.
We were in his cozy bedroom, listening to one of a billion CDs that he owned. Today was George Winston's Autumn. Edward always favored piano. While we listened to music, we talked. About hunting (a joint passion of ours), cars (he was a car encyclopedia; my life goal was to own a Bugatti Veyrons – only 200 were made), and travel (we want to travel to every country in the world together).
We also talked about our plans for this Friday, Halloween night. So far, we were going to come home from school, get ready at his house, go trick-or-treat, and then meet up with Alice, Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie afterward at a teen club in Seattle called Twilight. Usually only goths and emos hang out at Twilight, but Halloween is the exception. On Halloween, everyone goes to Twilight. That's why you have to get tickets to get in on Halloween. And thankfully, Jasper got all six of us tickets a year ago.
Two weeks ago Edward and I decided what we were being. We were going as vampires. Edward was going to wear a tuxedo with a black cape, and I was going to wear a short black and red evening dress. We both bought long fangs at the Halloween store to complete the look.
I was excited for this Halloween, because I thought that my outfit was pretty cool. So was his. Usually he's just some horror icon and I'm the one who gets creative. I've been a cheetah, Dorothy, Tinker Bell, a geisha, and Wednesday from The Addams Family, to name a few. This year is the first year I didn't buy my full costume from the Halloween store, and I already felt more grown up.
"Bella?" Edward's smooth voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah?" I looked up.
"Is your dad okay with Rosalie's mom bringing us home from Twilight?"
"I'm sure," I nodded. "Charlie's always busy on Halloween night, he'll be fine with anyone taking me home."
"Okay." Edward looked down, tracing his long fingers across the pattern of seems in on his black comforter. "I've been thinking about something," he told me.
"What?" I asked. I hugged my knees to my chest.
"Remember how we talked about you dating other guys?" He looked at me, his topaz eyes burning into my chocolate brown ones.
"Yeah," I cracked a smile.
"If you do want to start dating… go ahead. I shouldn't stop you. If you want to date someone, that's your business."
"Aw Edward. I don't need to date anyone. I have you."
"But I can't give you what you want," he said quietly.
I knit my eyebrows. "Huh?"
"Nothing." Edward's head snapped up and he looked out his bedroom window that faced the Forks forest.
"Okay?" I didn't want to press the issue. I tried to ignore it, but his words kept echoing in my head.
I can't give you what you want.