Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, Stephenie Meyer does.

A/N: Here it is, chapter 11. I hope you enjoy.

My Dark Angel

Chapter 11

Secrets From Another

"Hey Bella," Angela said from behind me in first period, she was trying to get my attention.

"Hey Ang, what's up?" I said as I turned around.

"I was wondering… do you want to hang out with me and Jess Friday after school? You know, have a girl's night out or something?" She looked very optimistic, and I hadn't hung out with a girl in a while. I had been so gone lately that I hadn't hung out with anyone, besides Edward. I could tell Jacob was more involved in the conversation when she mentioned getting together. Was this something he wanted?

"Yeah, that would be cool. What did you have in mind?" I replied. Jacob was definitely listening now. Maybe he was jealous; I was hanging out with Angela but not him. Maybe that hurt him. I felt bad, but it wasn't like he had been trying that much lately anyways. The effort went both ways.

"I was thinking we could go to a movie or something then out to eat. It doesn't really matter." She said happily. I looked at Jake really quickly and he jerked his eyes away as fast as I had turned to him. "Or we could just stay at my house and do girl things. Since Jessica is coming we'll most likely do whatever she wants to do."

"Uh…yeah that sounds great actually." I said, sort of confused as to why Jacob was acting like such a child. He could be so immature at times.

"Okay, great! We'll talk more details later in the week." Angela said optimistically.

"Yeah, sounds great." I said smiling then turning around back to where Jacob was, sitting with his arms folded. What a baby.

"What's the matter with you?" I asked him, he looked at me then scoffed.

"What's the matter with me?" His face changed to an expression of annoyance. "So Angela gets to hang out with you, but I don't?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked confused.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about Bella," Jacob whispered to me, leaning closer so we didn't put any attention on ourselves during class.

"You've been acting like the living dead for the past few weeks and haven't done anything with me since. And now, when someone asks you to hang out, you are more than willing." He scoffed again. So Jacob was jealous.

"Jake, it's not like you asked to do anything. I haven't seen you trying lately at all. You are always so busy with whatever you've been doing." I said angrily. Yeah, what he was doing or who he was doing. Though I didn't believe that last part, Jacob was not a cheater, and I couldn't ever see him as one. But sometimes the people you thought you knew the best, are always the ones that surprise you in the end, whether that may be a good surprise or not, they always do. I didn't doubt my trust in Jake, but I didn't doubt the possibilities either.

"Bella, I've been trying. I don't know what to do when you're like this. I try to be there for you, but I don't know what to do! I am clueless. I thought maybe space was good for you, but apparently not. You seem to want the exact opposite." He seemed so confused and frustrated and I felt bad for him. It was true; I hadn't made things easy for him lately.

He was a lot like a lost puppy, roaming around and having no idea where he was going. He was clueless. He had no thoughts on where to begin or how to operate, and being as stubborn as he is, he didn't dare ask for help either. His pride got in the way; it got in the way of helping me.

"I'm sorry Jake." I said while grabbing his hand. He looked at me and he knew I was being sincere.

"I miss you Bells. I miss the happy you."

"I know Jake, I know. I miss her too." I said, looking down to my feet disappointed in myself. I did miss being happy, but truly I was becoming happy again. At least, I was forgetting the sadness in my life. Even though Jacob had nothing to do with it, in any case, I was still getting back on track. I was becoming less and less messed up, or so I thought in my own twisted and screwed up mind.

Edward was filling the hole that had been carved into my heart. He was filling it with love and joy and every possible good imaginable. He was saving me, in any way that a person could be saved. I owed him my heart, I owed him my love.

"Why can't you just get over what is going on?" He asked stubbornly.

"Jake, it's not that simple."

"Sure it is! You're just not trying Bella. You have to try!"

"I have, and I am. It's just difficult Jacob, you need to understand that." His face fell.

"Well why don't you want to spend time with me anymore?"

"Jake you know I want to. You are looking at this the wrong way."

"Maybe, but it still doesn't change anything." He said, folding his arms.

"I'm sorry about that, but I am getting better Jake. I really am." He looked at me and sullenly nodded.

"Can we spend some time together soon?" Jacob asked, but it looked more like pleading. I couldn't say no to him, I felt so bad.

"Of course Jake, whenever you want." His face gave a faint tiny smile and I knew he was beginning to feel a little better.

"I'll call you and we can talk about it okay?"

"Sounds good, I can't wait for that call," I said, knowing it would make him smile even more. It worked. His eyes lit up this time, and I was glad that he was happy again.

The bell rang and we made our way to our next class. Jessica was waiting for me, excited as usual. I sat down next to her and awaited her jabber.

"Hey Bella, did Angela ask you about this Friday?"

"Yeah she did, I said yes. It should be fun."

"I know! It will be a total girl's night. Gossiping, makeovers, movies, junk food," she sighed happily then added, "I love being a girl." I smiled and nodded.

"It does have its perks."

"Tell me about it," she said giggling, Jessica knew all too well the advantages of being a girl. She knew how to talk her way into anything, or out of anything, she knew everyone and all the latest gossip. Jessica was the epitome of a girl.

Math went by quickly; it seemed all I did was talk to Jess about the weekend and what we were planning on doing. Though I didn't pay much attention and wasn't particularly intrigued by the subject, I nodded when needed, I said yes or no when questioned, and I kept a smile on my face the entire time. She went through every detail, perfectly planned out. She even made a schedule, it was pretty ridiculous, but I didn't mind. I needed a night out with girls; I needed to be normal again.

Before I knew it, I was in the cafeteria talking to Edward, Angela, Ben, and Renesmee.

"Do you have any more spur of the moment plans for today?" I asked Edward sarcastically. He looked at me and smiled.

"Not quite. I was thinking today we could go to my house today," he quietly said, smirking at me and acting completely innocent. Crap. His house. Well it couldn't be too bad; I'll just make sure Renesmee isn't there with Jacob. It shouldn't be too hard to do.

"Yeah, maybe, we'll talk more about it in Biology." I said to him then looked at his sister, "Hey Renesmee, are you working on that Spanish project with Jacob today?"

She nodded to me then began speaking, "we are going to his house to work on it right after school."

Yes. I smiled politely to her, but inside I was gloating. Thank God.

I could hear Edward snicker next to me in my hour of triumph. He had guessed at my apathy towards going to his house, he knew too well of the relationship I had with Jacob and how it was lately.

"Happy now?" he said quietly, too low for anyone to hear. I looked at him and grinned.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am." He rolled his eyes then laughed.

"Good, be at my house right after school." He said. My heart was fluttering because as he spoke he gave me that beautiful crooked smile that I loved so much. I blushed, and he smiled even more. He knew I loved it, just like I knew how much he loved my blushing, which I hated. It was so embarrassing, vulnerable even, my blushing was my weakness, and it always gave me away.

"Hey Bella, we'll talk more tomorrow about Friday." Angela said right as the bell rang.

"Yeah, sounds good," I said loudly, trying to speak over the bell. Everyone was rushing to class, Renesmee had already left, and Ben and Angela raced together to their next destination. It was just me and Edward left now.

I let out a sigh, "stupid girl nights." I mumbled quietly, I had doubted that Edward heard me though.

I wasn't much for dressing up, putting make up on, or gossiping. I was more of a tomboy. I liked fun and dangerous things, and usually my best friends were guys, like Jacob for instance. Even though he's been more than my best friend since I could remember. But Friday was different; this was a rare occasion that I thought was necessary, even acceptable to bring out my inner girl.

"You ready?" He asked as I gathered my things.

"Yeah, let's go." He put a hand on my back and guided me through the crowds of people exiting the cafeteria, probably so I wouldn't get trampled by anyone. I smiled the entire time; I loved his touch, so inviting and intense. Little pricks of electricity were shooting off of me and him as he kept his hand on me. I knew he could feel it too because as we were walking I would catch glimpses of his face and he'd be grinning.

We entered Biology just in time, taking our designated seats and waiting for Mr. Banner to begin his spill on whatever the subject was today.

We weren't able to talk much during class, Mr. Banner popped in a movie and everyone had to watch and listen for full credit. That didn't stop us from communicating however, Edward moved his hand onto mine and I could feel a tiny piece of paper between our touch. I looked at him and he was grinning, looking straight at the T.V. and avoiding my stare.

I smirked and opened up the tiny piece of paper.

You excited for Friday?

I smiled; I guess he knew I wasn't into those sorts of things. Girl's night outs. He must have heard me mumbling after all. I made a mental note to keep my mumbling to myself next time.

Oh yes, makeovers, painting nails, getting attacked by pillows, being mauled by a hairbrush, you know, the usual. I can't wait!

I wrote to him sarcastically, hoping that he'd get my humor. I watched him open it and read it. Yup, he got the humor; he began laughing, but had to cover his mouth to not make any noise.

He wrote a response and then quickly slid the paper over to me, waiting for me to read it.

I'm sure you'll have a great time. Especially since Jessica will be there.

Apparently I wasn't the only one with a sense of humor. I looked at him and gave him the death stare; unfortunately he wasn't looking my direction so it had no effect. He was however, staring straight ahead and biting his bottom lip, trying to keep from bursting out laughing I only assumed.

You are SO funny. I sent back.

What on Earth could you mean? He replied coyly.

Smartass.

Edward couldn't keep it in any longer, after that last remark he was laughing nonstop. Everyone in class began to look at him and Mr. Banner stopped the movie.

"Edward?" Mr. Banner called out. Edward began to cough to cover up his laughing.

"Yes sir?" He responded.

"Do you have something to share with the class?" Edward sat up straight and began to clear his throat.

"Uh, no sir."

"Then would you mind keeping your mouth shut and avoid disturbing the class? Some of us are trying to pay attention." Mr. Banner said annoyed.

"Yes sir."

I was smirking the entire time. Mr. Banner played the movie again and Edward looked at me, passing me the note.

Thanks.

Sorry, I replied, but I was still smirking. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

You are so lucky I can't stay mad at you.

Oh really? Am I now?

Yes.

And why is that?

I passed the note back nervously and he looked at it. I was anticipating his response, not having a single idea as to what he would write back.

Edward was about to finish writing when the bell suddenly rang. Thanks, is this some kind of karma? I appreciate it, I said sarcastically in my mind. Now I will never know what it said.

Edward scrunched up the paper into his hand and packed his belongings, grinning the entire time. He walked me to gym like he did every day and then quickly said goodbye, purposefully being hasty and nonchalant the entire time.

"See you later Swan, don't be late." He called out as he sped off to his last class of the day. I rolled my eyes and walked into gym, though I was smiling the entire time.

I didn't pay much attention in gym today. My mind was elsewhere, thinking about Edward and what he could possibly have written down. I was sure to ask him later when I would go to his house. I would not forget.

Gym ended almost as fast as the rest of my day, before I knew it I was saying goodbye to Jake in the parking lot and heading over to Edward's house. He gave me directions before we left Biology, and they didn't look too complicated.

I turned off onto his driveway, which seemed like it was hidden in a thick forest of trees in the middle of nowhere. His driveway was long too, extremely long; it felt as if it was going on forever. I finally reached his house a couple minutes later.

It was beautiful and surprising. The house was timeless, graceful, and probably a hundred years old. It was painted a soft, faded white, three stories tall, rectangular and well proportioned. The windows and doors were either part of the original structure or a perfect restoration.

It was amazing and it fit Edward perfectly. The location was slightly mysterious, and the essence of it was breathtaking, just like him. I couldn't have imagined a house that could suit him better.

I parked my truck and opened the driver's door. I saw Edward's Volvo already parked a couple yards ahead of me. I walked to the front door of the house, but before I could knock, the door opened.

"Hello, you must be Bella." I was welcomed by a beautiful young woman; she looked to be in her early thirties. She was absolutely breathtaking, just like Edward and Renesmee. Her inviting familiar green eyes sparkled at me with welcome and comfort.

"I'm Esme; it's so nice to finally meet you Bella." She spoke so softly and elegantly to me.

She stood to the side of the door and gestured for me to come in.

"Thank you," I said as I stepped inside. The inside was even more surprising, less predictable than the exterior. It was very bright, very open and very large. This must have originally been several rooms, but the walls had been removed from most of the floor to create a wide open space. The back, south-facing wall had been entirely replaced with glass, and beyond the shade of the cedars, the lawn stretched bare to a wide river. A massive curving staircase dominated the west side of the room. The walls, high-beamed ceiling, the wooden floors, and the thick carpets were all varying shades of white.

"Your house is beautiful," I commented in awe as I looked at everything, taking it all in.

"Thank you Bella," Esme said warmly with a smile.

"Did you restore this house? It looks as if it was built a while ago, yet it looks like it's up to date and modernized."

"Yes, I love to renovate, design, and decorate. One of my favorite hobbies I enjoy in my spare time."

"It's beautiful, you did an amazing job." I was still looking around like a child walking into Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. I probably looked like I was about to go into shock. Esme kept smiling.

"You are too kind Bella, just like Edward said." Edward what? Edward's been talking about me to his mother? And he's been saying good things like 'I am too kind?' My heart was skipping beats and if I hadn't known any better, I was sure that blood was rushing to my cheeks at an alarming rate.

"Mom, stop trying to embarrass Bella." His lovely voice chimed from across the room. I looked behind me where I heard it and saw him, Edward. There he was, walking towards me and smirking. He was so beautiful, and at that moment I felt my heart stop beating. Only he was able to do that to me. Only Edward.

"Oh Edward, I wasn't embarrassing her." Esme said in a joking manner. My cheeks flushed again and Edward flashed his crooked smile.

"Sure you weren't," he took my hand; "you ready to work on our project?" It took me a moment to respond. I was still processing what they had said, and still processing the beautiful house.

"Uh, yes." I looked back to Esme and smiled at her, "thank you for having me over to work on the project with Edward."

"Anytime Bella, you are welcome here anytime." She smiled back and Edward led me to their dining room. It was grand and beautiful, perfectly clean and spotless as if it had never been used before. There were books lying on the table, spread all over the place, waiting for us to use them.

Edward pulled out a chair for me and then sat in his own. We began to work, collecting data, analyzing figures, writing our own research. Minutes had gone by as we determinedly worked. Then Edward abruptly closed a book he was on and then looked at me.

"You want to take a break?" He asked. I was all too willing. We did so much work that we were probably ahead of schedule.

"I would love to," I said sighing and closing my own book. Edward laughed and shook his head right before gesturing me to follow him.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"To my room." He simply replied. My heart sped up and my palms were feeling clammy. His room? He smirked at me then kept on walking.

We walked up the giant spiral staircase then kept walking until we reached his room. He opened the door slowly and motioned for me to enter.

His room was similar yet different to the rest of the house. It had its own charm and feel, but still correlated with the theme of the house. It was white, simple, modernized, and creative. He had tons of bookshelves filled with hundreds of books. Along with his vast literature collection, he had an assortment of music that was not far behind the texts. His room had huge windows that overlooked the deep lush forest around the house. It felt so open and vulnerable, but also somehow felt closed and secure. It was hard to describe the feeling of his room, and the feeling of the house. The best words that could come to mind were perfection, magnificent, beautiful, and glorious. I could go on and on with words such as those, but still they didn't even justify the mansion.

I felt at ease at his house, and I felt completely comfortable in his room. It was enchanting and hypnotizing.

"I like your room." I said, still admiring its contents. Edward chuckled.

"I like it too."

We stood there for a few moments, staring at his room, and everything in it. Edward sat down on his lounge couch and waved for me to sit next to him. I did not object, and gladly sat down next to him.

"Bella, tell me a secret." He said softly, looking at me with wonder and depth.

"Like what?" I asked. I didn't know what to say. It was such a broad term.

"Tell me something I don't already know."

"Hmmm… I can't stand the smell of blood. It makes me queasy." Edward laughed.

"Is that the best you've got?" He asked still laughing.

"Fine, you tell me a secret about yourself then, see how difficult it is." I said with a snarky tone.

"I play the piano."

"Woooowww…that was even worse than mine," Edward smiled and held up a hand.

"I wasn't finished." He said sweetly, "I play the piano…and I wrote you a song."

He. Wrote. Me. A. Song? Wow. He wrote me a song. My heart was racing faster than ever. Edward Cullen plays the piano, and he wrote me a song.

"Did you really?" I asked, beginning to blush again. He looked at me and gave me a cheeky smile.

"Would you like to hear it?" he said in a deep lovely tone. It sounded like purring and I couldn't help but smile in ecstasy as he spoke to me. It was irresistible and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. If I was dreaming, I had no intentions of waking up.

Edward looked deeply into my eyes then stood up. He reached out a hand, waiting for me to grab it.

I was still in amazement. He wrote me a song. On the piano. Edward Cullen. Wow.

My mind couldn't comprehend it. How did I deserve this? How was I even here? I am so damn lucky.

I grabbed his hand and was pulled into a trance. The Cullen charm. His touch sent bolts through my body and my spine shivered at the feeling. I was on fire, my body was in Utopia, and my mind was spinning.

He looked at me and flashed his crooked smile, right before turning and leading me downstairs where I was sure his beautiful piano awaited.

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