My Guardian Angel 2

It was seven at night and I was cooking for one additional person: Edward. Sigh, I still can hear him talking to my mum outside in the living room. “It smells good. I never thought someone as hot-tempered as you can cook so patiently.” he whispered into my ear while patting my shoulder. “You don’t want me to chop your fingers off my shoulder, freak.” I said in a mean way when I was cutting vegetables. Then, fate gave me away again. Accidently, I cut my finger and disgustingly he put it into his mouth. I could feel him sucking my blood enthusiastically. Eww, I thought they only do this in the television. “What are you doing?” I questioned him furiously and tried desperately to pull my finger out from his watery mouth. “Now, we have tasted each other blood. Isn’t that great?!” He chuckled while I rinsed my hand with water. Boys. It was their strange humour and we (females) can’t deny that sometimes it was really funny. “Here” he handed me a plaster which I couldn’t resist. * After 1 hour, I successfully cooked 3 plates of lasagne. I opened the oven, carefully took out the plates of lasagne and placed them onto the dining table. I bent down slightly and I could smell the aromatic cheese and herbs. “Dinner’s ready” I shouted towards the living room. Then, Edward showed up and I questioned him, “Where is mum?” “Shushed, she just fall asleep.” he said softly while placing his index finger against his lips. Automatically, I placed his plate at the end of the table, which made a far distance from me and him. But, his solid spirits couldn’t be broken so easily, especially by someone like me. He dragged his plate from the far end of the table and placed it

next to mine. I glared at him at the corner of my eyes and started to eat like a hungry horse. In a few seconds, my mouth was full of half-chewed cheese, pasta and meatballs. He stared at me with amusement. “Whuwf awf you *swallowed food* staring at?” “Is that how you eat, sugar? Interesting, I thought girls eat like a Barbie” he smiled crookedly and began to laugh silently under his breath. “Whatever. But, I am in a rush, Barbie.” I linked to his plate of food and pointed out the way he ate. “Ha-ha, nice one, sugar. It’s called table manners.” He was still smiling, and his emerald eyes dazzled me momentarily. “Oh yeah, Barbie? Let’s see who finished their meal first and the loser shall wash the dishes.” Once I finished the sentence, without realizing I was the alone one racing to eat, I ate as quickly as possible like a thunderbolt. “W-O-W” He quoted each letter in different pitches after I finished my giant lasagne, while he was still half-way-through. “Barbie, Barbie, you have to wash the dishes!” I laughed evilly. Then, he leaned towards me. The only thing I was doing ridiculously was sitting backwards to my chair and, unfortunately, I fell from the chair and immense pain shot towards my back. He roared into laughter which made me loathed him more and more every second. Then, he sprang his long hand to me, offering me his help. But, I ignored him and stood up. That disappointed him for the first time as I saw his smile faded when I folded my arms in front of my chest. I placed both of my hands on my back and pushed them forward. Then a loud crack echoed throughout the dining room. But, it didn’t help much as it hurt more and more. He tilted his head to one side with a shockingly adoring smile. *

“Your mum fell asleep which left me no choice, but stay here as I doesn’t have a ride to home.” He said formally. I stood there without moving, shocked by his weak excuse. “Fine, but you are not sleeping in the same room with me.”I defended myself and his dim eyes glow into excitement, he looked almost like a monkey just got its banana after aggressive hunger. In a strange way, I found him funny in his humour. Then, suddenly, I remembered the vow I swore on: HE IS THE FREAK! This was the freak you were laughing at. I was so frustrated by his existence. He asked so many questions about me which I answered as naturally as I could without offending him. At first, he asked about my family, then, my abilities and interests. After a long “interviewing”, he asked something that I snapped up my head for the first time after hours. “So....why do you hate me so much?” He began slowly and raced to the end of the sentence as fast as possible on turbo speed. I sighed and rose up. Then, something caught my shirt, yanking me back. “You can run, but you can’t hide” he quoted and narrowed his eyes. “Let go!” I complained. He looked at me outraged. “Not until you answer my question.” He insisted. I didn’t answer or reply, but stood there like a stone. This didn’t weaken up his spirit. In fact, it made him more excited and curious. “So, are you going to answer or not?” “NO!” I said strictly. “You asked for it.” He grinned mischievously at me. Then, he scooped me up into his arms and put me onto his shoulder, as easily if I weighed 10 kilograms. I didn’t know how he opened the door while I was hitting his back so hard with my fists, but I

was sure he just entered my bedroom. Then, I struggled harder and kicked him. Without realizing where I just kicked, he suddenly let go of me and he fell onto his knees. “I told you! I am not as gentle as normal girls...” I clapped my hand slightly. After that, I heard him moaning behind me and saw him rolling on the floor with his hand on his private part. Instantly, I knew where I just kicked just now. Part of me found that funny but still, part of me felt so regret. “Oh My...Wait, let me get some ice!” I stormed out to the kitchen and straight back to the room with a cloth and a buckle of ice. I grabbed a handful of ice and wrapped them with the cloth. I reached to his...but something told me this was so wrong. So, my hand retreated and I just put the cloth of ice onto his hand. Without thinking, his shaky hands gently placed it onto his you-know-where... I couldn’t stop myself from laughing. After 10 long minutes, he bolted up weakly, just like I did in the hospital. “You really hate me, don’t you, Bella?” he asked. Then, he muffled a snicker. So, did I. “Don’t mess with me and I did warn you on that.” I replied him and yawned sleepily. I waited for him to talk but he didn’t. Then, I gently shook his arm. It was quiet for a while and then, suddenly “BOO!” “Yikes!” I screamed and almost had a heart attack. “Bella...you...should have seen...your face!” He choked out the words between fits of laughter. I punched his arm after I caught back my breath. Then, I couldn’t fight back my heavy eyelids anymore, dreams drifted into my sleep...the last thing I felt was someone gently kissed my forehead, then my eyelids, nose and lips. *

It was the time when I hoped I still can lay on this warm bed and continued my sleep. “Tring-Tring-Tring” the alarm rang annoyingly and I crawled down from my bed unwillingly. “Good morning” I greeted the floor as soon I “kissed” it. Like a zombie, I opened my cupboard, grabbed a big towel and walked towards the bathroom. I turned the knob slowly-Crackas soon I opened the door, I saw a tall figure turned to me and I saw everything. Shit! I almost forgot that he was still here. My dim eyes were suddenly glowing into panic. I was stunned and wanted to run away but my foot was rooted to the ground for what I just saw. He quickly held the towel, hanging on the hanger and tried to cover every inch of his body with it. I wanted to scream but my throat was so dried-up and overwhelmed by the suddenness of events. Without thinking anymore, I ran out from the bathroom, my jaw formed a big “O”; my eyes were so big that they could pop out anytime. “Can’t resist the temptation to peek on me, can you, sugar?” he came out from the bathroom, with a towel rolling over his waist. And then, for the first time, I realized he was so well-built-up, there was no single bit of fat on his upper body, but muscles...lots of muscles. As soon, his emerald eyes met mine, I blushed and covered my eyes firmly with my palm. Suddenly, I smelled something familiar, and I knew it was my favourite strawberry shampoo. I chuckled darkly inside of me and wondering how could a 17 year old guy use a girly shampoo to bath himself. “What so funny?”He asked decently and I opened my eyelids. It was too late because his lips were already glued onto mine. My heart was beating so fast as if an electric current just went through me. I could see every feature of his face now and for the first time, I enjoyed his kiss. Our lips parted and I glanced around to see where I was. We were lying on the floor outside

the bathroom. He was-of course-on top of me, his hand slipped into my shirt; halfway...I groaned and slapped his face. “What...What...What...” I didn’t know what to say. There were hundreds of questions in my mind. What is going on? How could he magic me in two days time and like a puff of powder, the anger, hatred...just vanished? “Oooo....Looks like someone is in love with me that she loathed so much in these past months.” He said happily with his velvety voice. I wondered if he was a superb mind-reader. Then, mixtures of depressed emotion rolled into my heart. Tears were already rolling down my face and his face was twisted into fear and concern. “Are you crying? This is first.” He said silently and still staring at me with his god-like emerald eyes. “No.” I cracked. “Is this about seeing a grown boy being naked- or is it about-”He was trying to figure out what he did wrongly. As soon, I heard the “naked” word, a weak smile covered up the sadness. “About-the-naked-thing, sorry, I didn’t mean to-erm” he said apologetically and self-consciously. I met his eyes and they dazzled me. His eyes were again making the same changes like usual. Of course, I was already used to my clumsiness and people staring at me whenever I tripped over or fainted. But, this was indifferent, outrageous. It was pretty good to experience something than reading it or watching it and breaking so many rules that I set for myself in a day. I thought to myself. -FlashbackI was sitting lonely without a lab partner, and then suddenly an annoying-looking boy came and snatched my notebook. I sobbed silently there while he and his gang laughed loudly and embarrassed me in front of the classmates.

“Give me back! Or I will-” I shouted at him but before I could finished my sentence. He shouted back at me. “What? Or what? Or you will tell your mummy? Oh, so scary...Help, help!” He repeated in a whiney voice and all eyes were on me. Then, helplessly, everyone laughed aloud at me without caring my feelings. Even my best friend sneered and betrayed me for this popular guy. Not just this, the disgusting lab-partner matcher, Mr. Banner instructed Edward to sit with me. Since then, I loathed Edward, Mr Banner and the rebellious friend. I vowed never speak to any of them or take a glance at them. We-Edward and I- were different kinds. Of course, you can say I was the teachers’ pet in academics. While he was the coaches’ pet in sports and maybe, the most popular dated guy in high school. -End of Flashback-

So many vivid memories that recall me back: The way he “treats” me in front his gang, the way he “embarrass” me and the way I hundred percent, purely “LOUTHES” him! “Heyy...it’s no big deal...” he soothed me down. Then, I realized I was lying against his warm, naked chest and his arm was holding tightly, protectively around my waist. Sigh, when will he learn some good manners?! “Do you mind?!” I retorted. But, he insisted. “It’s already 6 in the morning and if you don’t let me go, I am going to be late.” “Am I forgiven if I let you go?” he asked sympathetically. “No, but-”Then, he kissed me again. Sigh. Can’t he just stop kissing me for a minute?! Such a playboy... “Ok! Ok! You are forgiven” I struggled the last word and said it acidly at last.

“Really?” His forehead was still glued on mine; stand-by at a side to attack me again with his lips if I refused to forgive him. “Yes.”Instantly, he let go off me. I ran to the bathroom and felt so glad that at last, a door is “built” to “protect” my lips from his. Sigh.