Bella.
He blinked. His brain seemingly trying to compute the words that she had uttered. She had had many experiences with what would happen next, either this beautiful bronze god of a man would widen his eyes backing away slowly or he would call me a freak, curl his lip and walk away but that was if she was lucky. When Charlie had finally admitted that he was the Gacy of Forks, killing Natives in their sleep La Push banned me from the reservation, the people who she adored sent death threats and bottles and bottles of pills with the label 'kill the last swan'.
She didn't want to meet his eyes, she could literally feel them burning as he stared at her. She was too curious however, and met his green eyes with hers and immediately startled. There wasn't the usual death glare, or even a stare of 'shit should I run' it was a stare of adoration. Then as soon as he blinked the adoration slowly drained leaving only horror in his stare as he slowly backed up into the Woods and ran. It was all so abnormal that as soon as he vanished from sight, she started laughing in hysterics, her hair flying out towards the ocean. In that moment she could truly, truly see why people are so god damm terrified. "what the hell was that" she whispered staring into the dark abyss of the woods and for a moment she thought she saw a blur of bronze.