Why Does Ian Think I Have To

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.

What Do I Look Like? The Wizard Of Oz? You Need A Brain? You Need A Heart? Go Ahead, Take Mine. Take Everything I Have.

There Was No Reason For Bella Swan To Cross Paths With Me. She Would Be Avoided Like The Plague She Was.

Our Relationship Couldn't Continue To Balance, As It Did, On The Point Of A Knife. We Would Fall Off One Edge Or The Other, Depending Entirely Upon His Decision, Or His Instincts. My Decision Was Made, Made Before I'd Ever Consciously Chosen, And I Was Committed To Seeing It Through. Because There Was Nothing More Terrifying To Me, More Excruciating, Than The Thought Of Turning Away From Him. It Was An Impossibility.

I Think She's Having Hysterics. Maybe You Should Slap Her.