"I don't know," his heart murmured. "The only guess I have is that maybe your mind doesn't work the same way the rest of theirs do. Like your thoughts are on the AM frequency and I'm only getting FM." He grinned at me, suddenly amused at his own genius.
"My mind doesn't work right? I'm a freak?" The words bothered me more than they should—probably because his speculation hit home. I'd always suspected as much, that I was unlike the others, a loner, too unique to ever fit in anywhere.
"I hear voices in my mind and you're worried that you're the freak," he laughed. "Don't worry, it's just a theory... " But a true theory; that I was sure of. I'd never had someone see through me so completely and felt a wave of emotion come over me. His face tightened, the muscles underneath rippling. "Which brings us back to you."
I sighed as the wave rolled back into the sea. How to begin?
"Aren't we past all the evasions now?" he mimicked me softly.
I looked away from his face for the first time, trying to find words. I happened to notice the speed-o-meter.
"Holy crow!" I shouted. "Slow down!"
"What's wrong?" He was startled, but the car didn't decelerate.
"You're going a hundred miles an hour!" I was still shouting. The forest along both sides of the road was like a black wall—as hard as a wall of steel if we veered off the road at this speed.
"Relax, Bella." He rolled his eyes in his head, still not slowing.
"Are you trying to kill me?" I demanded to know.
"No," he whispered into my ear, his cool breath blowing across its delicate folds.