The waitress quietly placed my plate on the table and smiled at Edward before turning away. I picked up my fork, quickly diving into my meal. Starving as I was. But he didn't order anything.
"Are you sure you aren't hungry?" I asked, "You did invite me out for breakfast." He smiled, as I pointed out the obvious.
"It's important you eat something, I'm fine. I ate earlier." Satisfied with that answer I continued to dig in. It was delicious, mushroom ravioli. There was small talk and before long he drove me home as he promised when I had agreed to catch a bite to eat.
I dreamt of Edward that night. I dreamt that he was holding me close. We'd didn't really talk a lot, the morning consisted mostly of looking into his eyes, mesmerised by them. He promised to be by this afternoon before taking me to work. Which was very nice of him, but I couldn't tell Charlie. I brushed my hair back and quickly pinned it up. Charlie eventually left and looking out my window I saw his now familiar Volvo parked beside my truck which apparently Alice had driven home for me.. I couldn't help smiling once again.
Racing to the door I opened it up and saw that crooked grin, it was perfect. He was perfect. Stop it Bella. I had to mentally bash myself.
"Morning!" I answered, he smirked. "What?"
"Morning might have been accurate about four hours ago." He teased as I closed the door behind me running my hands through my hair making my way to his Volvo. The ride was quiet at first.
"So," I whispered, this was odd. It wasn't this awkward this morning. "How do you know Alice?"
"Through Jasper," He smirked keeping his eyes on the road. I guess that made sense, I had seen them talk on numerous occasions. I left it at that, the rest of the journey to work was a quite one as we pulled up and he raced out and opened my door. He smirked at me his hand falling to mine helped me to my feet. "I'll pick you up after work."
When his touch left mine, I felt the spark that had appeared disappear. That coolness of his touch was gone as well. The slight breeze pressing on my skin the only evidence it had been there in the first place.
"Okay," I smiled, even though inside I was dying a little. He seemed to understand me more than I gave him credit. That was when I realised that he wasn't walking in with me. "Your not going to be hanging here tonight?"
He shook his head. "I have to do some things for my father, But I will be here as soon as soon you finish. See you soon Isabella."
I stared at him in shock. I never told him my full name and yet he knew it. He drove away faster than I could see, because when I noticed he was gone and I felt a tug on my shirt and found Alice standing beside me.
"Come on!" She squealed dragging me inside. The bar as always was packed and I made my way straight to the bar, jumping in and helping but staying out of Rosalie's way. Tonight was busier than normal and we found ourselves running out of stock.
"Hey Bella!" Cammie spoke as she flipped over her bottle and poured a few drinks. "Can you bring up a box of Sanguis from the storeroom please. You know where it is."
I nodded, of course I knew where it was. It was where I had my interview, washing my hands and drying them I quickly ran off. Pushing past everyone wasn't an easy task. Everyone seemed to be made of stone, and cold. Eventually I made it to the storeroom and fumbled around with the keys before unlocking the door and pushing it open.
Maybe I got the wrong room. I wasn't sure, because what I found in the room disturbed me more than anything had in my life. Not because it shouldn't have been happening, but because it wasn't what I was expecting. Standing in the room was a man I had met a few weeks ago. I remembered him for his blonde hair and bright red contacts.
"Hey what can I get you?" I asked. He stared at me, his hair long and blonde, pushed back into a ponytail. His skin was pale just like everybody else, but what caught me of-guard was the colour of his eyes. They weren't golden brown, they were red, blood red. There were always a lot of people who had eyes of such exuberant red, but this man's was a shade I hadn't really noticed before.
"A Sanguis," He answered his attention not averting from the corner of the bar where he looked continuously. I reached down into the ice and pulled the bottle and poured a cup and handed placed it in front of him. "That's five dollars," His red eyes snapped to mine as he reached in his pocket and pulled out a note leaving it on the counter before turning his back on me.
But this time, his hair was sprawled everywhere. His lips pressed to that of a young girl who was in his arms, piercing marks on her neck, and blood drizzling down.
He looked at me and smirked.
"Second course?" He asked teasingly, I took a step back.
"I-Uh" I stuttered. Come on Bella you fool. Stop stuttering. "I just need to get some stock."
"You know, I was shocked when they revealed a human was going to be working here." He answered, stepping closer to me. My eyes averting between him and the girl who was on the floor. Human? What was this guy smoking, and why was he biting this girl. She started screaming in pain as another figure stepped into the room. Her long flowing red hair floating in a wind that I was positive didn't exist.
"This place is just riddling with humans lately," she answered. "Calm down human, your heart is beating at an exponential rate."
"Victoria!" the man snapped licking his lips. In the blink of an eye, I found myself pinned to the wall. My mouth unable to move, his eyes burning into me as his hands pinned my neck where it was and I could feel bruises forming where his hands were. "You do smell delicious."
I closed my eyes as fast as I could. I didn't want to witness whatever was going to happen. I just wanted it over and done with. I'm sorry Charlie. I didn't mean to disregard your opinion and get a job where you would otherwise disapprove. Where was Alice? Why wasn't she stopping this? That was when I heard the door fly open and the music get louder, there was a hiss and the smashing of furniture.
"Let her go," a manly voice growled. I knew that voice. It was him. Edward.
"James!" I heard Victoria hiss as I slowly opened my eyes. We were no longer the only occupants in the room. Rosalie was standing beside Edward in a crouch. She was beautiful but right now she was downright terrifying.
"Leave now." Rosalie hissed as I felt myself fall to the ground when James' hands left my neck. I moaned in pain quietly as I hit the floor. What was she doing here? Why was she here?
"And what are you going to do about it blondie?" James teased, looking at Rosalie and then at me. His foot rose to my leg and with one swift movement there was a snap and then the most excruciating pain I had ever witnessed before in my life.
"Rosalie," Edwards velvet voice growled at James, who was still standing above me, it was so hard to concentrate on what was going on around me when there was such pain coursing through my body, that was when I felt something more. There was fire, flowing through me. I'm not sure how or why. But I couldn't maintain it any more. I gave in to the darkness, and let myself try to escape the pain.
Whoever said death was painless.