going?" she asked casually.
"Hunting," I answered grimly. "If I'm going to be alone with you tomorrow, I'm going to take whatever precautions I can."
Run, Bella, run! Stay, Bella, stay, I was pleading silently. I had to give Bella the choice. It had to be her choice, always. "You can always cancel, you know."
She looked down and I was frustrated because I couldn't see her face.
"No," she whispered and looked up at me again. "I can't."
She can't? I sighed mentally and realized that I couldn't cancel either. "Perhaps you're right."
She changed the subject, "What time will I see you tomorrow?" she asked.
She looked upset. Had I said something to upset her? Exasperating, not knowing her thoughts was purely frustrating. Did some god send this wonderful creature here to drive me mad? Hoping I hadn't upset her I answered, "That depends... it's Saturday, don't you want to sleep in?" I offered.
"No!" she answered quickly.
I almost felt my heart restart after 80 years of being still. She didn't want to sleep in because she wanted to be with me. I tried my best to suppress a smile so she wouldn't be able to tell how pleased this actually made me.
"The same time as usual, then," I decided.
Then I wondered about Charlie. She didn't tell him that she was going with me, I speculated how she was going to explain me showing up at her house, "Will Charlie be there?"
Her eyes grew tight and she said, "No, he's fishing tomorrow."
She seemed enormously pleased about something. I thought about taking her and never bringing her back. Stop! That fantasy, above all the rest, should be the one I would will myself to never think. Didn't she want me to bring her back? I was feeling frustrated and my voice came out a little sharper then I meant, "And if you don't come home, what will he think?"
She looked at me like she was prepared to answer this question, "I have no idea, he knows I've been meaning to do the laundry. Maybe he'll think I fell in the washer."
She was tempting me to seize her and run for it! I scowled at her and she attempted to be angry by scowling back. Just like always, she was just a vicious kitten. She scowled at me for a few more moments and then her expression changed. She looked thoughtful. What was she thinking now?
"What are you hunting tonight?" she inquired like she was asking me to pass the salt. It was so causal, like she was asking about the weather or what was on TV.
"Whatever we find in the park. We aren't going far." I mused.
"Why are you going with Alice?" she asked with obvious curiosity.
I considered this for a moment. She talked about my clandestine existence like it was normal. I mulled things over; how to tell her that it was Alice that was going because most of my family members were... un-approving of my newly found obsession with a human girl.
"She is the most... supportive." I frowned, thinking about her visions of vampire Bella.
You know it is because I am your favorite sister. Alice thought. Great, she was listening.
Bella looked up at me with her beautiful chocolate eyes, "And the others?" she asked apprehensively, "What are they?"
Pissed off that is what we are. Rosalie thought.
Emmet looked at Rosalie then and followed her stare. I try to rein her in bro, but she is feisty. That's Rosalie for ya. Emmett thought.
I wrinkled my brow and replied the best way I could without hurting her feelings, "Incredulous, for the most part."
I watched her gaze go from my face to over her shoulder. I watched my family with disbelief. They were staring off in different directions, acting like they weren't listening. I couldn't be so lucky.
"They don't like me," she guessed.
She wouldn't think that Edward if you would introduce us. You know Bella and I are going to be best friends. You know how much I love her. Alice mused.
"That's not it," I disagreed.
Liar, Rosalie thought.
"They don't understand why I can't leave you alone." I said.
Damn right I can't understand. She's a human. Rosalie thought with disgust.
It's true bro, I can't really understand the appeal, but if it makes you happy then I got your back. Emmett contemplated.
"Neither do I, for that matter." Bella added on top of the already massive amounts of thoughts coming from my family over this conversation.
I couldn't accept that she would consider something like that. Didn't she know that her beauty was