2.11 Friday

Next two weeks passed in routine, though this time was not tiring. In the mornings Edward was picking me up for school. Classes were extremely boring, so I was killing time sketching my vampire’s face in manga style in each notebook. After school he was picking me up again and we were going to confectioner’s to talk. It wasn’t monotonous; each time it was another one. I hadn’t known there were so many confectioners’ places in our city.

Just as he promised, Edward was bombarding me with questions. He was asking me how I had felt in different moments of my life and what I was thinking. I didn’t remember much but I tried to answer him as truly and precisely as I could. After some time I was getting irritated, what constantly evoked bursts of laughter. My mom was already used to the black car and its mysterious owner, whom she had never seen. That’s what I had thought until one Friday morning.

I was preparing breakfast as she walked into the kitchen. She had just woken up and she was in her night gown still. She started to make herself a coffee.

“When will I finally meet your boyfriend?” She asked, as if she didn’t really mind, but I heard reproach in her voice.

I frowned. “He’s not my boyfriend, mom. We’re only dating.”

“Then it’s high time for him to ask you to go out!” She was indignant. “You meet every day!”

I sighed while reaching into the fridge for a cucumber. Edward would be angry again as he would see this.

“Bring him here today.” She announced categorically and simply left with her cup.

I was so surprised that I was still standing there with a cucumber in one hand and a knife in the other for some time. Finally, I recovered and returned to making sandwiches. Preparing for school took me longer this morning because I wanted to delay meeting Edward. It may seem strange, but he was getting very… unpleasant at times like this. He had a specific vision about our predator-prey relationship and wanted nothing to destroy it.

Again I was leading up to Edward’s car like for a beheading, but I was completely wrong. When he saw my memories he just laughed at my reaction and then got lost in thoughts.