Twilight without the complications

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

***Bella's POV***

"Dad?" I asked quietly as we drove away. "Why did we leave so early?"

My father smiled at me in the mirror. "Because you have some explaining to do, young lady."

Yep, vague as always. "About what..?" I asked nervously.

My father chuckled. "You'll see."

Our house was quaint and small. It had white walls and still had outside shutters on every window. Vanessa didn't go to school. That had been my choice. Her boredom that she must have felt throughout the day showed as we walked through the hall and then the kitched. Pens and paper were littering the carpet, making me laugh as I saw a five metre roll of paper rolled out down the stairs. "You really like art, don't you Ness?" I teased, making her grin.

"Art is nothing compared to writing," She told me. Ah, yes. My talented twin. She loved to draw and paint and make models out of anything she could get her slender hands on. But her most obvious talent was writing. Ness knew the kind of things people loved to read and managed to combine everything into one seven hundred page book.

"Come, sit down," My father said to us, sitting on the sofa next to Ness, leaving me to sit on the armchair facing them both. Then they started grinning even more. I sighed, because I knew from what I knew of their powers what was coming.next. "Get it over with," I instructed them.

Their grins became unbearably evil, and they almost shouted at me, "Bella and Edward, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

Living with those two was like living with two kids sometimes. "Anything you'd like to add?" I asked nonchalantly.

Ness giggled, "No, we'll leave it at that," She paused and put a long finger against her chin thoughtfully. "For now." I grimanced, causing her to grin again.

"And what makes you think I like Edward?" I questioned.

"Ooh, you remembered his name!" Ness squealed. I ignored her and turned to my father.

"Well..." He began, "You know my power, seeing emotions of love and things like that. I swear to God there was so much love in that room-"

"Get to the point," I ordered my father.

"Oh, yes," He cleared his throat unnecessarily. "Well when I was talking to Edward I noticed a particularly strong love coming out of both of you. For each other."

"Then I took the thought right out of his head," Ness beamed. Oh yeah, Ness' power. Being able to take your current thought out of your head just by touching your bare skin. Her and Edward could have a whole conversation just by holding hands.

"I'm going hunting," I announced, agitated by their assumption Edward and I like each other. They didn't follow me, knowing I would be even more irked if they did.

"Oh hey," I said as I ran through the forest and literally ran into Carlisle Cullen. I knew their names now, because in the process of arriving and leaving, Ness had managed to brush her hand against everyone else's, learning their names which everyone is always subconsciously thinking about.

"Hello," Carlisle replied, polite as always.

"Sorry," I said as sincerly as I could, in an attempt to be polite as well.

Then Edward arrived, and I immediately thought of what just happened with my family. Edward cringed, "Yeah, I saw that in your father's mind. I keep getting it off Alice too."

We looked at each other for a second, much to Carlisle's curiosity, and after a moment we said at exactly the same time, "You know it's completely absurd right?" Then we laughed, and I realised he couldn't have times that from my thoughts because my shield was up. My shield is something I only use when I'm alone, because it annoys Ness when she can't just take a thought out of my head at any random moment.

Edward stared at me curiously. "I can't hear your thoughts anymore," He stated.

"Good," I replied, watching as his face turned even more purple in the darkening night. I could still see just as clearly, but everything just changed to purples or blues or blacks. God, I loved the night.

"Why is that?" Edward asked innocently.

"My power. My mother called me a shield, my head is private when I want it to be and I can project it so if you wanted I could stop you hearing his mind for a bit." I have no idea why; it just seemed important to explain this.

Edward nodded. His golden eyes the only thing keeping their colour in the twilight. He stared back into my eyes, and then we both spoke.

***Yeah, I know, hardly a cliffhanger, and I know I said in my last chapter that I would update tommorow but... Wait! It is tommorow! Another reason this chapter is short: It's one in the morning and I have homework to do. Next update: Later today probably, after school. I'm tired, so.night! Enjoy the story!***