Sweet Pain
Chapter 1
Jane's POV
It was maddening. Completely maddening.
All I wanted to do was hurt her. All I wanted was to see her in pain, deep pain. For her to fall on the ground in pain. Pain caused by me. I wanted to see her suffering.
But I couldn't. I stared and stared, doing all I could to hurt her, but it didn't work. What was going on? Why was she immune to my powers?
Aro's laugh ended my thoughts. My head snapped back at him. He continued to talk, but I couldn't hear anything. The only thing I saw was she. I was focused, fixed on her, trying everything to cause her pain. But nothing worked. She was immune to my powers, but she wasn't immune to me.
Bella's POV
The sun had almost set, and twilight was almost over. The sky was just barely lit, and the dark clouds moved lazily across the almost black sky. I sat in Edward's arms, feeling his cold breath on my head. He hadn't said much all evening, but I knew he was only happy to have me safe. Though I knew I was safe, Jane's deadly stare was still engraved in my mind. But most of all, Jane hurting Edward.
Nothing, I thought, nothing was worse then his pain. Nothing could hurt me. Not even if Jane's powers had worked on me, or if Felix cracked every bone in my body, or if Aro sucked the life right out of me. Nothing would be more painful then Edward's pain.
A cold shiver ran up my spine, and I shuddered. Edward's arms tightened around me.
"What's wrong, love?" he asked.
"Nothing. Just glad you're here." I breathed. I felt him looking at me, but I wasn't in the mood for him to read my face, so I snuggled my head into his cold, hard chest.
He'd gone hunting again, something he needed, but I wasn't a fan of. We both knew I could be without him, the past months had proved that, yet he was gone again. The difference this time was I knew he was coming back. He'd take a weekend, that was all. Two, long, horrible days without Edward. I'd gone without him before, but this seemed to soon.
I sighed and turned on my side. I was laying in my bed, it was Friday night, and Charlie was still working late, leaving me alone. Though most teenagers had plans for their Friday nights, I didn't. I knew if I was any other girl in the world, I would have been crazy happy I had the house to myself. Most people would throw a party, invite friends over, something. I hadn't even thought to do ant of those things because my mind was filled with Edward. He was the only thing on my mind, and I found it hard to even try to think of anyone else.
The night was cold, yet I found myself hot under my sheets. I threw the covers back and sat up. I needed air, cold, night air. I stumbled over to my window and pushed it open. As much as I hoped to see Edward out there, he wasn't in sight. My second thought was Jacob. I bit my lip. I couldn't think about him right now, he didn't want to see me.
I pushed back tears, or whatever sadness I was feeling, and leaned out into the night. I made sure I had a tight grip on the window, just in case I lost my balance. That would be just like me. Fall out of the window while trying to get some cool air and clear my mind. I scoffed at myself.
Something moved in the night.
Though it surprised me and made my jump, I ignored it. Probably just an animal, nothing to worry about.
More movement, then a fast wind.
"Hello, Bella Swan." Her voice was quiet and close, but just far enough away to give me space to spin around in terror. She stood in the only sliver of light that a streetlight from outside let in. Her pale, perfect, marble skin shown more then anything, except her eyes. Red and large, she stared at me with bloodthirsty eyes.
"Jane." I managed to spit out, but I barely heard myself over my heart beat.
She took a step closer, making me try stumble back, but only hit the open window. "Where's Edward?" she asked.
"H-h-h-hunting." I stuttered. No, Bella, why didn't you lie! No she'll kill you for sure! "But he's coming back tonight. Any minute now." My lying couldn't fool her.
"Sure he is, Bella." She moved closer in a flash, so close now I could feel her icy cold breath on my face. I shuddered. "You don't fool me, Bella. He won't be back anytime soon, and no one knows I'm here."
"Alice must have seen you come." I tried.
"This was a last minute decision, Bella." She seemed to be working my name into every sentence. "Plus, this wasn't Aro's decision." She smiled, showing her shinning teeth. I shuddered again.
"What do you want?" I said, failing to sound strong.
She laughed, a musical sound. "I want you, Bella." She paused, and her smile faded. "I want your pain." Suddenly, I felt her finger nails digging into my back through my shirt, pulling me closer to her.
"But…" I couldn't finish for Jane had pressed her cold lips against mine. She kissed roughly, nothing like Edward had ever done. She felt more like a cold Jacob. She pulled back, but there was no time to get away. She's already gotten me onto the bed in a flash, and was now sitting on top of me. She smiled at her dominance.
"What are you doing?" I somehow asked.
She grinned; the sight was chilling in the dark. "Pain, Bella." She said, her voice was soft now, almost soothing. "I want your pain." She cocked her head at me. "I won't kill you, no. I just need to hear you scream my name. I want you to tell me to stop. I want to get you moaning in pain." She grinned one last time. "I want you, Bella Swan."
I wasn't sure what happened, but the pain was unbelievable, yet, it was the kind of pain you liked. A good pain. I felt her beating me up, she didn't care about my safety. She made it clear she wanted my pain. She got pain. She got my screams, my moans. She got me to yell at her to stop. She got all she wanted.
But she didn't stop.
My shirt had been off the second she started, my bra going along with it. I felt the sting of the cuts she'd given me with her nails. It hurt, and I felt my blood slowly moving down my stomach… Yet somehow… My thoughts were cut off by another one of Jane's rough kisses. I found myself slowly falling for her, slipping from all reality. For the first time, I kissed her back. This shocked her.
She pulled back. "Bella Swan kissed me back?" she questioned me with a raised eyebrow.
I suddenly turned a bright red and my skin became hot. "Get off me." I pleaded with a whimper. "I've screamed, moaned, and yelled, what more do you want?"
"This isn't a want anymore, Bella." She played with my hair. "It's a need."
I gulped. "N-n-n-need?" I stammered.
Her eyes flashed with excitement. "Yes, Bella dear." She lightly touched my nose with her ice-cold finger. I shivered and she grinned.
"Do you want my blood?" I asked as she traced my jawbone with her finger.
She cocked her head and me, then moved her hand down to my stomach where my blood she trickled down. She rubbed her finger against it, getting her finger covered in me. She then lifted her finger to her mouth, and licked it.
I knew this was the end. There was no turning back. She'd tasted my blood, she wouldn't be able to resist. I said a quick goodbye to the world, goodbye to Charlie, Renee, Jacob, my friends, the whole Cullen clan, and most of all, Edward. No matter what happened, I knew he'd always be with me. Weather in real life, or the after life.
I was shook from my thoughts as I felt Jane's icy touch again. This was different, gentle almost. I watched her lightly touch my stomach again with her fingers. This lighter touch I liked, yet I somehow wanted the pain back. I studied her motions, and realized she was tracing one of the cuts she had made. It was the deepest, and had bled the most. I worried she hoped to get more blood from it.
But all she did was trace it.
Her light touch began to tickle, and I shuddered with a small smile. She looked at me with those red eyes, and my smile faded.
"Bella dear…" she muttered. She moved her face inches from mine. My breath got shaky, and my heart sped up. "Beautiful, darling, Bella…" her voice was so soft and sweet, her cold breath and touch made me smile just a bit. She was dazzling me, but I didn't care. I grabbed her head and pulled her into me, connecting out lips. I closed my eyes, then felt her begin to tug at my pants.
