A/N: OK, this is my third Twilight fanfiction (unless you count sequels, then I've written four) and I've decided to go in a new direction...new for me, anyways. I've read one or two stories where Edward gets a little...dark. I thought that, since these stories aren't too common, I would try my hand at a "Dark Edward" story. So...off we go!

BPOV

I never realized just how dangerous vampires are. James, Victoria, the Volturi…that was nothing. The only power they ever had over me was purely physical. But what about when it's someone who knows you, knows everything about you? Someone you couldn't fight back against, not even if you had the strength?

It doesn't matter anymore, though. None of it does. When you're facing death, and the one killing you has total power - physically, emotionally, and mentally – nothing seems to matter.

"Edward?" I asked groggily, my eyes too heavy with sleep to even attempt to open them yet. I couldn't feel him beside me, and his arms weren't around my waist as they usually were. I stretched my arm out into the air, hopelessly grasping the air. Then, I felt something take my hand from above. I opened my eyes, blinking a few times to force them to focus. Edward was standing beside me, my hand resting in his. I immediately smiled sheepishly. "You weren't there." My voice was weak from lack of use.

"I know," he said simply, taking his other hand and stroking the back of mine. He wasn't looking me in the eyes, and this concerned me.

"Edward? What's the matter?" He sat down on the edge of my bed, my hand still in his, his eyes still avoiding mine as he looked down at his lap, still lightly stroking my hand with his feather-light touch. I became on-edge as I sat up, taking my hand from his and touching his face lightly, but enough to lift his face to mine.

"Oh!" I scooted backwards on the bed, hitting my head on the wall behind me. "Ouch!" I immediately recoiled from the wall which, with the position I was in, sent me tumbling sideways and into the table beside my bed. My forehead hit the corner as my body hit the floor. I grunted as I landed, and then a heavy object fell from the table and shattered against the back of my head. My eyes closed as stars popped into my vision, everything seemed to start spinning. I couldn't movie my body, afraid something else would come tumbling out of the darkness, so I took an inventory. My forehead and skull were obviously hurt, the burning sensation getting worse each second. My right hand was crushed painfully under my hip from trying to catch myself unsuccessfully. I tired to remember what had happened to make me jump backwards, and the blood-red eyes became visible behind my eyelids in answer. I whimpered, and felt cold hands on my back.

"Bella? Bella, are you all right?" His voice was a tad deeper, but I noticed it. I whimpered again, a shiver racking through my body, causing me to scream in pain, tears seeping through my closed eyes. "Bella, can you hear me? Can you get up?" I tried to shift my weight off of my hand, but hearing the one loud crack from my wrist stopped my movements abruptly. His hands moved from my back, wrapping around my side and rolling me over, the upper half of my body landing in his lap. I kept my eyes closed, biting down hard onto my lip, to keep from both sobbing and screaming, the tears still flowing like water from my eyes.

His hands slipped under my shoulders and my legs, lifting me up and causing another whimper to slide past my lips. Keeping me close to his chest, he laid me on the bed again, my head resting on the pillow and sending a shockwave of pain through me. I screamed, at the same time smelling the blood and knowing that he could, too. I tried to squirm away from his arms, but his grip on me tightened, thinking I was squirming in pain. I sobbed again, but I couldn't tell if it was from the searing pain or how frightened I was. All I could see were those blood-red eyes, and yet I was too scared to open my eyes, part of me saying I imagined the color of his eyes. I relaxed again, which helped with the pain. His arms loosened and his hand brushed my cheek.

"Oh Bella, love…" His voice was heartbreakingly sweet, and another small sob burst through my lips, which made me bite down harder. His hands moved to my wrist, which was still throbbing. He gently picked it up, obviously examining it. "Love, I think you broke your wrist. Can you move it?" I tried to bend my hand upward, stopping at the sharp pain, which made my back arch and my teeth clench harder on my lip. "Bella, Bella, it's OK, it's OK, you're fine." No, Edward, I'm not fine. I'm terrified. My body relaxed into the bed again, the tears increasing in their frequency, close to a steady stream now.

He laid my wrist on the bed beside me, his hand trailing up to my forehead. He touched the source of the stinging, and his cold skin soothed it. As thought he knew the effect his skin had, he pressed his palm to the stinging. A few silent seconds passed, and my forehead felt better, alerting me to a new pain in the back of my head. I lifted my good hand to my head, and Edward grabbed my shoulders to sit me up, trying to see what I was grabbing at. I touched the back of my head, feeling that my hair was wet. I drew my hand back, and Edward gently laid me back down.

"Bella, I'm going to go get you some ice, and a few towels to clean you up with, and then I have to take you to Carlisle at the hospital, OK?" Edward asked cautiously, as though I would burst into hysterics at any moment. I moved my head down slightly in a nod. His hand touched mine. "I'll be right back." His weight left my bed, and I felt his passing breeze. When I was sure he had left, I cautiously opened my eyes. I wiped the wetness away with the back of my good hand, my eyes darting around, not focusing on anything in particular. I took that same hand and lifted myself into a sitting position. I looked down at my hurt wrist, which was bent at an unnatural angle. I took my good hand and touched the back of my head again, pulling it back to look at my hand again, which was covered in blood.

"Bella?" Edward's voice sounded from the doorway. I looked up from my bloody hand and into those same two blood red eyes.

A/N: So? Like? Don't worry, there's a lot more to come. It's going to be dark, it's going to be scary. I'm not sure if it's going to have lemon-ish-ness in it...I'm still debating. I would appreciate it if people wouldn't comment saying "No lemon, because i'm this many years old and I don't want to read about it". It's my story, and I'll do what I please, thank you very much. I do appreciate feedback though, good or bad. Just be nice, please. I do love comments...

I do want to apoligize in advance if I don't get chapters up as often as I'd like. I'm almost 8 months pregnant with a baby boy, and I have a lot of things going on. Yes, I'm 17 (and a half, technically) and the father isn't in the picture, so I've decided that, with the help of my amazing parents, I'm going to raise him on my own. I'm still going to graduate from high school and take college classes...I'm just going to do it while being a mother. I'm part scared (mostly just of the labor) and part absolutely excited. So, if a week or so goes by without my posting another chapter (because I was notorious for posting at least two a week) please don't bail on me! I wrote a 36-chapter story, and then made a sequel, and found that I was pregnant some time after I posted chapter 4, and I couldn't update for months. Now this week, I updated with two chapters, and I've only gotten one comment.

Now, if you absolutely loved this chapter, which I hope you do, and you just can't wait for the next one, please check out my other Twilight fanfictions. I highly reccommend my story Sunrise and its sequel Daybreak. Sunrise was very popular, and the sequel was the one that I was talking about above. It's really good, and I've never gotten a flame on it, so I'm guessing just about everyone who read it liked it. So comment here and, if you decide to read my other works, comment there, too! Feel free to ask questions or givce suggestions...I always reply in my author notes at the end of each chapter.

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