Chapter 10 - The Football Game

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Abby was typing away on her laptop when she turns and inhales sharply at seeing Edward standing in her room.

"You're going to give me a heart attack" she says, placing a hand on her madly racing heart as he chuckles softly at this when she rose from her seat to go and lock her door in case her aunt or Tia burst in.

"Sorry" he says, although the mischievous twinkle in his eyes showed that he's anything but sorry for his actions, "sometimes I forget my own speed" he says.

"Yeah well, you've had eons to get used to it" she teases him playfully.

"Eons?" he asks amusedly.

"You know what I mean" she says as she went back to her study table where she had set up her laptop.

"Were you doing homework?"

"Just finishing up the English assignment Mr. Mason gave us" she explains to him, closing her laptop as she does, "but I'm almost finished so it's okay" she adds. "You know, I've been wondering something" she says.

"Wondering what?" he asks, sinking into her chair as she sat on the edge of her bed.

"When were you turned?"

"1918" he replies without second thought. "I was dying of Spanish influenza and my mom asked Carlisle to save me, having realized what he was" he says.

Abby stores this information away for another time choosing to instead ask him more questions about the process itself.

"Was it painful?"

"Excruciatingly so" he admits, which intrigues Abby and causes her to lean forward in intrigue at this, "but what Carlisle did was much harder and not many of us have the restraint to do that" he admits to her. "Not many of us have the restraint to stop" he says, sounding like he admired Carlisle for it.

"So it wasn't just a simple bite?"

"No" Edward says, shaking his head at this, "our bite contains venom and once we taste blood a sort of frenzy begins" he reveals, "and then it becomes almost impossible to stop" he explains.

Abby can't begin to imagine how difficult it must be to attend school with humans where they hear hearts pumping all around them, given how difficult it seems to try and maintain control.

"But Carlisle did" Abby says and he nods at this.

"First with me" he says, "and then with Esme, his wife" he says. "The others followed" he concludes.

"Does a person have to be dying to be turned?"

"No" he admits, "that's just Carlisle" he says, "he would never do this to someone who had another choice" he reveals.

"And he's the reason that you guys hunt animals?"

"Not the only reason" he admits with a small sigh, "I don't–" he trails off a bit as if trying to gather and compose himself, "I don't want to be a monster" he reveals in a slightly self-loathing tone as Abby nods in understanding at this. "We call ourselves vegetarians, a kind of inside joke" he says with a small smile, "for our kind hunting animals is like living on tofu. It keeps you strong but isn't very satisfying" he admits.

"I can't...I can't imagine how difficult it must be for you guys" Abby says in a whisper, expressing sympathy with them and their everyday difficulty. "Can everyone in your family read minds like you?"

"No, that's just me" he vocalizes, "Alice can see the future though" he reveals to her.

"Really?" Abby asks, "I bet she saw me coming from a mile away" she teases as he shakes his head at this.

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