Okay, well this isn't so bad. Just the fact there is a tree that looks like it has a face is staring at me... OMYGOD what was that noise?!
Calm down Bella deep breaths...1.2...
While my thoughts were running haywire I continued to dart my eyes toward every tree, every bush and behind me until I finally calm down enough to look where I was going, only to see a man stood in the middle of the path way with very watchful eyes and a playful smirk.
I can't move. I just stand there frozen as he's watching me. He takes an un-rushed step forward, I in turn take one back.
Now would be a really good time to speak.
Don't take..
No you idiot out loud!
Oh yeah right. Ha.
"Don't take another step or I'll scream. Who are you and what are you doing in the woods at this time" I question just loud enough for him to hear me without my voice shaking. A velvety laugh fills the space.
"I could ask you the same question doll"
Doll? who is this guy?
"Yes, well. You didn't so answer mine." I reply with a little more confidence.
"I'm sort of new here and I wanted to check out the area." Again with the smirk.
"Kind of late to be doing that don't you think?"
"As I said before, I could really ask you the same question." He reached out his hand toward me in order -I think- to shake my own. "Edward-Mason Cullen. But Edward will suffice." I look towards his hand for a second and then back to his eyes.
"How do I know your not a killer, waiting for me to take your hand, only to pull me in so you can kill me?" My voice was shaking at the end of my sentence. He replied laughing.
"Because if I was a killer don't you would be dead by now?" My eyes widened.
Is he serious!
I don't know, but I DO NOT want to be here to find out!
"Well, it was nice meeting you...erm , but I really need to be on my way or my Dad will send out a search party." I said quickly then added more quietly at the end "Again."
Before he can reply I darted around him and carried on turning around when I was a few feet away to find him gone. Completely vanished. Before I could turn back around I ran into something hard. Cold. Stone. Hard. At first I thought it was the wall at the end of the clearing and began to mentally curse myself for not looking.
I turned around slowly to see gazing down at me with that smirk playing on his lips. "Wait... How did you..when did you...w-what just..." I couldn't form a sentence.
"You never did tell me your name." I was unable to answer him when he was looking at me like that. "Well?" he pressed.
FAKE NAME! GIVE HIM A FAKE NAME!
"Isabella Swan. But I prefer Bella."
Hello I said fake name!
Shh
"Now if you'll excuse me I really need to get home."
"Well Isabella, may I call upon you sometime?" he asked me.
Call upon? Who the hell is this guy?
"Er sure... I live outside the clearing. Door 20."
Your giving your address to a complete stranger too!
Will you shut up!
With that I dash off only turning back toward the woods once I reached the house.
You better hope he doesn't 'Call upon' you tomorrow morning, mama needs her beauty sleep.
Yes and Charlie's not in tomorrow. HE would not be happy me having a man in the house while he's out. I am 21 what can he do?
A lot Bella dear, A LOT.
Walking into the house I currently shared with my father, I noticed a change in the air.
"DAD!" I shouted as I walked through the hallway towards the kitchen. "DAD! I'M BACK!" Strange he never goes out after 6... What if he's been taken!
Pf-ft yeah right like they could drag, never mind carry, him away.
As I turned around in the kitchen to walk back out, the door that leads out back slams against the wall.
"What the... Dad? The hell you think you are playing at?" I screamed at my father who appeared in the door way.
"No young lady what do you think your playing at? You walked through the woods again!"
"I'm 21 years old nothing bad is going to happen, jeez. I'm not a child any more!" With that said I stormed through the kitchen to the hallway. When I reached the stairs I could barely hear what Charlie was saying, hell I didn't even care any more. I just wanted to go to bed!
What a day...
Waking up on a Saturday morning is hard anyone, but waking up to face Charlie after the blow out we had yesterday is even harder. Last night was not one of our shining moments in the Father & Daughter relationship. God he was so mad! What is so bad about them woods that he doesn't want me to go in them. I mean if the town people are so worried get some god damn spot lights, but I guess the local jocks would probably think it was the football field or something.
So here I am, sat on my bed at 8 in the morning doing my 'face' as my friends call putting on make up and deciding what to wear, all the while listening to 'The Irish Rovers- tell me ma' and 'The vogues- turn around look at me.' Hopefully if Charlie is in and can hear the music, it might put a smile on his face.
After about 30 minutes I decide to wear the same thing I always wear on Saturdays, my sweats and a baggy top with my hair piled on the top of my head. One last check in the mirror later I run downstairs to find Charlie and clear the air. I hate knowing I've upset him but honestly what daughter wants a search party sent out for being 20 minutes late.
Walking in to the kitchen I find a plate in the sink along with a note on the counter beside it.
Bell.
Gone Fishing with Billy and Jake,
Won't be back until Monday,
stay out of the woods Isabella.
I need you to clear the freezers out in
Garage and check the oil in the Crusier.
See you the day after tomorrow
Call Mrs. Brady if you need anything.
Dad.
After a quick read of Dad's ever so loving note, I grab some breakfast and a hot cup of joe I head outside to tackle with the garage door. See unlike the rest of the neighbourhood Dad hated remote control objects that wasn't a TV. So it was a manual lift door that always seems to stick.
"Come on! You Stupid, rusty, oil stinking, hell door!" Charlie is getting some serious grief when he gets home. No wonder he wanted me to clean the freezer, he probably couldn't even lift the door this far. "COME ON YOU MOTHER-F..."
"Hello Isabella Need a hand."
Oh dear God no.
The familiar voice had me completely frozen in shock..
And then I dropped the door on my toe.
"SON OF A...!" My god I want to die. Right now. Seriously why couldn't I be cool like Jess Stanley, the most popular girl at my old high school, she never looked this much of a fool in front of a gorgeous guy.
"Hey you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Wow he's being nice, well not that he wasn't nice yesterday, just that he was mysterious yesterday in the dark and now its light I can really see what he looks like, the first thing I notice is his eyes, a calming deep green, not light like most peoples but sorrow filled as if he's in mourning. After that its his hair a rusty copper mess on top of his head just had me itching to run my fingers through it, just to see if it'd fall back into place or stay stuck up.
Now I can really see his size he's around 6ft 2, completely gorgeous body... yeah I need to stop rambling.
"What? Oh yeah I'm fine, just screaming in pain for no reason." Yes, I know I'm being sarcastic but seriously, who asks that question to someone who's obviously is in pain, even though I know I'm being mean, he's still got that ridiculous smirk on his face.
"Well someone woke up on wrong side of the bed this morning. Come here let me look your foot."
Okay it's one thing to be nice, but its another to touch my feet.
" No, no, no. It's fine, really if you want to help open this door please?" Crisis averted.
"Sure thing pretty lady." He said as he every so casually walks over and lifts the door with ease... One handed.
" How the hell did you do that?" What is it about this guy, what's so different about him?
"What can I say? I eat my veggies and drink milk." Wow he's funny too. I laugh nervously at him, I seriously don't have a clue what to say, never mind do.
"Well it was nice seeing you again , but I am a little busy."
What are you doing! Don't send him away!
"How about you let me help you." He carries on before I can begin decline. "Seriously I do owe you, it was my fault your foot got hurt, its the least I can do." He gazes into my eyes as if he's trying to hypnotize me, so I figured what the hell, my foot kills and he really does owe me.
"Fine, help me with the freezer." I said while handing him a black bin liner.
Walking over to the freezer I notice that was very quiet. Thinking nothing of it, because I personally know nothing about him, I continue my way to the huge chest freezer where we kept any fish that Charlie may catch or any meals Mrs. Brady cooked if I ever went away. "Edward?" It was the first time I'd called him that, I wasn't too sure how I felt about it. Names were for friends and we weren't friends. Yet?
I turned when I said his name to find him looking at my memory wall, that particular wall was removable. It was my place and he was looking at all the pictures on it.
"Hmm. Oh sorry I was just..." he was trying to explain something. I raised my hand to stop him.
"Its fine, just get over here with that sack and help me." I smiled when I said this trying to lift the mood we were currently in.
After around ten minutes of working in complete silent I was starting to go crazy just trying to thinking of different questions just to ask him.
I wonder where he lives, or if he goes to school here. Maybe you should start off simple ask him where he moved from.
"So, where did you move from?" I asked as I scraped meatloaf from a plate.
"Nowhere of importance. Where are you from? I can tell you're not fully American."
Wow how did he guess that? Maybe he already knew...
What if he's a stalker and followed me from... No I was practically a baby when I moved!
I smiled at him." No, I'm not American. Actually I'm Irish I moved here when I was around five with my Dad."
"What about your Mom?" He looked me in the eye when he asked this, it was like he could see inside me, inside my very soul. I flinched, thinking about my Mom always made me sad.
"She died when I was three, Dad says we got hit head on by a truck on our way home from shopping in Dublin. It was late and there was a storm brewing, so the rain was quiet heavy. I was in the back seat." I showed him the scar on my hip. "My Mom died and I ended up with a few shards of glass in my hip. Charlie stuck it out for a few years but I guess he could only take so many looks of pity from the neighbours, he needed a fresh start. I think."I shrugged it off. It was better pretending that it meant nothing and I that was strong, when really I was really hurting inside.
Like Charlie always said, 'emotions are a sign of weakness and people will always go for your weaknesses'
"Oh. I'm so sorry Isabella. I really shouldn't have asked."
"Yeah, well now you know so... lets just carry on." I don't really know why I told him that, there was just something so different about him today. He seemed genuinely sincere. We then continued to work for 2 more hours until the freezer was completely finished.
I watched from my front door step, with coffees in each hand, as Edward carried the sacks of rubbish to the bin.
PHAWOR! Look at those back muscles! Hey, spill that coffee on him and get his top off!
No! Go away!
He started to approach me, bringing me out of my inner monologue. "I made you a coffee. You hungry? I was planning on ordering a Pizza or something." I asked him because seriously I had worked him today. He did a double take look at his watch and chugged the coffee down.
"Actually, I best be going. My mother doesn't like any of us out late."
"Oh you have siblings?" I asked, being curious.
"Yes." He turned sharply heading towards a black SUV type car.
Looks like that the only answer you're going to get.
"Oh okay well thanks for today and I'll erm... See you around. Maybe. "I call from my seated position.
"Yes, you will." He turned his head towards me so I could see to slight upturn of his obnoxious smirk.
"That sounds like a promise?" And that sounds more like a question than a statement.
He turns around smiling shouting back as he walks away. "Maybe it is, maybe it isn't."
I sat there frozen as he got into a car and drove off.
Hey guys!
As you can see this is my first story and I would LOVE to know what you guys think!
Chapters will be added as soon as the inspiration hits and I'll try and get at least one a week up minimum it could be more.
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Ash xxx