The first thing that struck me was Edward's flawless driving style. The way in which he controlled the car was a testimony to the vampire's love of speed: he may have always been close to hitting obstacles, but would at the last second swerve away from them in complete and utter control, even with the emotional state that he was experiencing. In that moment I may have even had a small amount of respect for the driver.

The human, on the other hand, whose reflexes were not nearly as fast and whose brain could not even begin to comprehend the skills that the blood-sucker was displaying, was holding on to her seat in fright. Typical of humans to be afraid of speed, to ignore the expertise shown to them and to just place the whole issue under the category of irresponsible driving. I found this display of fear that she was showing highly amusing, and gave off a slight smirk.

Edward, on the other hand, was not nearly as amused, still seething. I could just imagine what he was dreaming about doing to them after the human was safe and sound. Oh, how I squirmed in delight!

Unfortunately, being in this state did cause the vampire to forget the fact that the human next to him, and as far as he knew the one behind him, did not know of his true identity.

Although, I do know that she does suspect. The book that is in her bag is on the Quileute legends, and I know for a fact that vampires do appear, most likely in a bad light. Those shapeshifters really wanted human to learn of their foe, although that really would not have made a difference, as humans cannot actually do anything against a vampire, contrary to popular beliefs.

"I should go and rip those guy's heads off," the blood-sucker seethed. Well, that was certainly a way to let us know who you are. Perhaps next time a little more gently for the fragile sack of meat in the front seat? I could see her visibly flinch when she heard this in-her-mind repulsive statement, not really wanting the image of heads being removed from their owners to swirl around in her excuse for an imagination.

"Uh… No, you shouldn't," The human replied to the statement. She truly is a tough one, I will give her that. Still standing up to the blood-sucker even after she learned about how dangerous he can really be. I believe that it is called bravery. More like stupidity really, I mean, he could break her in one of her heartbeats if he truly desired, or suck her dry while listening to her pitiful scream. Ah, the possibilities…

I was so busy pondering about how he could kill her that I stopped paying attention to the conversation, although I do know that at one point it revolved around seat-belts. With the master at the wheel, who really needs them? I have always thought of seatbelts as completely useless really, as it meant that the humans may actually survive the ordeal.

I wasn't paying attention to the conversation, that is, until the blood-sucker addressed me. "You." He evidently has not taken a fondness to me like his brother. "What were you doing with Bella?" It is not hard to reach the conclusion that he believes that I was a part of the gang of men. He really does not like me.

To avoid testing his patience, I answered. "I was shopping. Having purchased nothing, as there was nothing that sparked my interest, I decided to walk back to my car. However, I unfortunately happened to turn into any alley with a dead end. I made an attempt to escape, but then I witnessed Bella…," As soon as the name of the human came out of my mouth, I was disgusted at myself, for she has not yet done anything to make me think of her in any other way than as human. It took all of my self-control to keep myself from blanching. "…being cornered and brutally treated by this gang as she made the same mistake as I did: turning into this alleyway…" At this point I contemplated adding a joke into the mix, but I decided that neither of them would be able to appreciate. A real pity, as I had a great one planned. "… I was thinking about helping her, but I was too afraid of what they might do to her if they saw she had a friend," Playing the fear card, as it would make me look significantly more human. "…However, it would not have mattered, as they found me where I was hiding, treated me badly as well," Maybe sympathy will work, although it can be a gamble, as some vampires are more heartless than I am. "…until you arrived and in a sense saved us."

Although the blood-sucker look no less angry, his body language told me that I was off the hook, and I silently sighed in relief. In fact, judging by the way that the human smiled at me, I could tell that I was in her good books, although it really has no meaning to me either way.

For the next ten minutes, we drove in a tense silence. However, it did not last, as the human was too curious for her own good. "How did you know where to find us? Were you following me?"

The vampire made the mistake of hesitation, which confirmed the truth to the both of us. "Do you not trust me?"

"No." Wow, not even I could have predicted so blunt an answer. It was obvious that he was sick of lying to her, his feelings must really run deep, although I could not see why. He is not going to deny her the truth any longer. It really is unfortunate that I have to be present.

The human was not in shock for long, having questions that have been simmering in her mind for too long to keep quiet. A pity. "How could you be following me?"

The blood-sucker did not even hesitate this time. "I read their minds."

So he is gifted. Although I had not known that until now, I had suspected. The way in which he was able to communicate without anyone else speaking or hear conversations that happened at distances longer than vampires have the ability to reach had told me that he was not normal. And now I see that I was correct. However, as he did not say that he was reading the human's mind, it must mean that she, and I for that matter, were unattainable. It would explain the attraction between the two, which had started with mystery.

The girl, it seemed, was also catching on, linking the dots. "That would explain why you always know what others are thinking, even if you can't hear them."

"I always tell you too much." Wow, abundantly sappy. He did not even mean it in a regretful manner. I never pegged him as a romantic.

"But that doesn't explain it all. How did you stop the van from hitting me?"

Ah, I knew she would wonder about the superior strength that he exhibited that day when she almost died. Any human would, although not every vampire is a saviour. It would have been a far better idea for him to have let her died, as he provides a danger to him every time she is located anywhere near her. After all, she is his La tua cantante.

After she did not get an answer, she reached for the heater, and her hand collided with his. I could tell she felt the cold skin, as she involuntarily shivered and pulled her hand away. If that doesn't tell her, then nothing will.

Finally, after the longest car ride in history (or at least it felt like it, as I was still starving and the bodies in front of me were looking better and better each passing second) we came to a restaurant, where the girl's human friends were waiting for her. This made the hunger even worse, and I knew I had to get away from them as soon as possible before I exposed who I really was. I could not even pay attention to the two humans yelling at the vampire's pet, which I am sure was incredibly entertaining. After the two had left, the girl, out of politeness, asked if I would join them, but I declined, saying, "I had better get home. My parents will be wondering, and my car is not far." Being too wrapped up in each other to notice that there was no chance that my car would be anywhere near where we were now, they let me go with only a distracted goodbye.

It won't be long before the human finds out, I do not want to be there when she does. The prey finding out about the predator never changes the prey's chances.