Resilient

Chapter Fourteen: Got the Glamour? I Do.

         After a while of walking Bella suddenly stops and turns around. I step off to the side, taking in the beauty of the woods, all the while keeping an eye on Edward. Bella glances in my direction nervously. As though she worries that I should not hear what she has to say. In her mind, I probably shouldn't. In reality though, I have known for way longer than she has. Edweirdo, that's what I am calling him now, also seems to pick up on this.

"She can hear." He states in an almost bitter way. As though he wanted time alone with the girl who could easily be his next meal. Sorry mate, not happening. Bella takes a deep breath and begins to speak.

"You're impossibly fast, and strong-" I cut her off by letting out a loud snort of laughter. She turns to glare at me.

"That's how you're starting this? I mean really? Give it some glamour, like I did." I tell her tauntingly. She stares at me, mouth agape.

"You did what, you know what?" She sputters. I wave my hand in the air, dismissing the fact.

"Yeah, it turns out I am smarter than little Bella. Anyway, continue." I said. She blinks at me quickly, then apparently gives up on understanding and turns back to the vamp and hand, who was watching the entire exchange with a blank expression. Would it kill him to smile? Maybe he is allergic to happiness. Maybe joy is bright like a sun and will burn him to ashes. Or maybe he is just bored and depressed. I personally hope I can burn him to ashes with a smile. He turns and glares at me, probably hearing a little of my muddled thoughts. Get out of my head. Bella restarts, not heeding my advice about making it less bland.

"You're impossibly fast and strong. You're pale and your skin is ice cold. Your eyes constantly change color and sometimes you speak as though you are from a different time. You don't eat or drink anything. You don't go out in the sunlight, how old are you?"

"Seventeen." is his genius reply. Dude.

"Wow, a century old and you're still an idiot. She meant your real age, Einstein." I snapped at him. They both glared at me for intruding into their conversation.

"How long have you been seventeen?" Bella inquired.
"A while." Wow, he is just determined isn't he.

"I know what you are." Bella states. No really? Why else would we be having this conversation?

"Say it. Out loud. Say it!" Edward demands. If she was to say it, it would have to be out loud, right? I don't even know anymore.

"Vampire." Bella states, somewhat shakily. Round of applause for Bella for finally figuring out the obvious and having the guts to confront him about it. Not saying it was the best idea. Now she may be a target, but good for her to finally have some confidence.

"Are you afraid?" Edward asks. That is literally the dumbest question on the planet. I mean you can hear the quake in her voice, I am sure he can hear her heart racing, and for good reason. I mean she is standing in the woods with a dude who looked as though he was about to murder her the first day they met. Not to mention the fact that he is a freakin vampire!

"No." She says. Bella, you are a horrible liar.

"Then ask me the most basic question. What do we eat?" His tone is tense.

"Blood, duh" I pipe in. I mean everybody knows that. They turn to glare at me again. What is it with them and glaring at me?

"You won't hurt me." Bella states. That is a new level of idiocy. Edward starts to walk off suddenly. "Where are you going?" Bella asks.

"Up the mountain, out of the cloud bank. You need to know what I look like in the sunlight." That is all Edward says. Joy, I get to trudge up a mountain. Can't wait.