Hungry for A Kill

Coco's POV

 I cover my mouth with my hands and I look up at the ceiling of the car. It was a beautiful car, black on the outside, brown on the inside, brown and black. 

And it smelt luxurious, like wealth.

 I turned to Edward, his eyes were glued outside, facing the house, from out here everything was insanely quiet, but I knew that there would be nothing so quiet about the house from the inside.

 I started to feel cold in my belly.

"I'm turning off the air conditioner." I said to Edward, he hears me, but he doesn't take his eyes off the house. I stretched and turned the air conditioner off.

 I looked at him again and i turned to look outside, not at the house but at the road, I had the sense that the owner was coming.

"Edward, I don't feel good about being here, I don't want to be here when he comes." I said to him.

"When who comes?." He asked me.