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Liar

Summary:
Bella Swan is in a very tight spot. On one side is her coven, the vampires who saved her life. On the other are the werewolves she has come to befriend. She herself is a vampire, but that doesn't change anything-to her. When more and more things start to pile up in Bella's life, will she be able to handle it? Or will she crack from it all and reveal the truth? The sequel to Faker. Banner by the one and only Iris!


Notes:
So, this is the sequel to Faker! I hope you enjoy this!


23. Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

“What did Alice see?” I asked Edward. We were now sitting in his room, listening to some old music that he had gotten. We were lying on his black couch, me right on top of him. He was stroking my hair, taking deep breaths of my scent.

“It was nothing important,” he murmured into my hair. I shivered slightly, and he chuckled.

“If it was nothing, why won’t you tell me?” I pressed, not sounding as severe as I had wanted to. Darn him and his dazzling affects…

“I don’t want you to worry,” he said gently.

I sighed. “Actually, not telling me only makes me worry more, since I’ll think it’s something really bad.”

I felt his move slightly under me. Then he reached up and turned me over so he could see my face.

“She just saw Victoria coming back. She was in Forks, and she was looking for someone, to get to you, I think,” he finally said.

“Just like what James did,” I stated, feeling a little annoyed. Did everyone have to play on my weakness of helping others?

“Yes,” Edward said in a hard voice. “Except she was actually planning to take someone captive instead of pretending to kidnap somebody.”

My eyes widened. “Who is she going to take? Was it Charlie, or Angela or-“ I was panicking.

He put his finger on my mouth, silencing me. “You don’t need to worry. Everyone is safe. You’re safe. Emmett and Jasper are out in town now looking out for her. Believe me, she won’t get past them this time,” he enunciated each word calmly to make sure I wouldn’t panic.

I nodded slowly. As long as no one was going to get hurt, I would be okay with it. If Becka was here, she would have caused a lot more damage than Jasper or Emmett. She didn’t ever bother to try and clean up her messes unless KJ yelled at her about it, or she knew he would.

He gently kissed my nose. “See, nothing to worry about,” he teased.

I smiled. “Definitely nothing except the psychotic vampire intent on torturing me to death,” I teased back.

He shook his head. “You take everything far too well,” he said, exasperated. He ran his lips down my jaw, sending shivers through me.

“Isn’t that just one of my charms?” I asked, totally toying with him now. He could tell from the tone of my voice.

“I suppose,” he said as he kissed the corner of my lips, “it might be one of them. Another may be your pull for all deathly things.”

I smirked. He didn’t realize how very true that was now. Now, I was one of those things, and I spent all day and night with other dangerous things.

He finally kissed me. I threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him with as much force as I could while still seeming human.

He pulled back when I opened my lips to taste his lips. He looked at me, disapproval dominant in his eyes, though there was a playful smirk on his face.

“You know not to do that,” he gently scolded. I grinned impishly at him, and he laughed.

“I can’t help my reactions,” I lied. I could, but I didn’t want to.

“Very well then. Though I wish I didn’t, I have to get you home now so Charlie doesn’t begin to worry.”

I sighed. “I guess.”

He laughed at my expression. “I promise I won’t leave you for very long,” he told me. I nodded happily.

We drove back to my house in good spirits, talking about graduation and where our classmates went to college. Also brought up was the subject of what species I would be next year.

Jasmine had told me to stay firm on my argument of changing into a vampire. When the time came, I would be able to look like a vampire to them and not have anyone angry. She also said it would be weird if I suddenly didn’t care what I was.

“Edward, do you really want to go through the whole Italy thing again?” I finally demanded, playing the low card.

He flinched, and I instantly felt my heart constrict from the pain his expression brought. I touched his cheek softly.

“I don’t want you to do that again. I couldn’t bear the thought that if I died, you might do that,” I whispered.

He looked at me with conflicted eyes. I could see the natural instinct to stay out of pain in him, as well as the desire to keep me human.

“Let’s talk about this later, alright?” he requested softly. I looked up to see that I was at my house already.

“Edward, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-“

He cut me off. “It’s alright if you say what you’re thinking. I actually like that more,” he added with a grin.

I laughed. “Very true,” I commented as I got out of the car. “I love you,” I said, softness creeping into my tone.

“I love you, too,” he whispered. I gave him a small smile and shut the door. He pulled out of the driveway and sped off back to his house.

I took a deep breath. “You know, it’s not nice to spy on people,” I commented dryly.

“I wasn’t spying,” the person behind me protested. “I just got here. I swear, I didn’t hear anything between the two of you.”

“Sure,” I said, rolling my eyes. Becka smiled sheepishly at me in the now darkening day. I started to walk up the driveway, and she followed.

“What’s wrong?” I asked. Something seemed off with her as well. She kept looking around, as if she expected something to jump out at any moment.

“The guys want to talk with you. We’re probably going to keep you late into the night, so I would tell Charlie I’m taking you out of town overnight. Tell that to Cullen too,” she said quickly.

I sighed. I wasn’t sure I even wanted to know what had happened. When we were human, that face usually meant they did something bad and needed me to fix it.

“Alright. I’ll give everyone an alibi,” I told her reluctantly. She just smiled at me gratefully.

I dreaded finding out what happened.