It's pretty obvious, isn't it? I'm joining your crappy little renegade pack. The vampires' guard dogs.

After all, how many ways can one heart be mangled and still be expected to keep beating?

It must be a hard thing, to be a father; living in fear that your daughter would meet a boy she liked, but also having to worry if she didn't.

So what are you going to tell her?" "A little help?" I pleaded. "What does she want to know?" He shook his head, grinning wickedly. "That's not fair." "No, you not sharing what you know-now that's not fair.

Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.

Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.

I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade-off was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I'd chosen nothing.