Title: My Bella
By: The Dark Knight 17
Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own twilight or Edward, (no matter how much I wish I did)
Summary: Edward's thoughts as Bella sleeps.
Authors Note: Very short, but I might expand on it depending on the type of feedback I get. :)
Intoxication
I closed my eyes, and sighed. But, it was not a need for oxygen that prompted the inflation of my long dead lungs. It was my desire to take in her scent, her essence. It was everything she was. I had been made to endure the pain of seclusion today, and though I knew it to be wrong, I could not help but greedily return to her side. Everything about her had become vital to me, the sun that lingered on her skin, her sweat, her hair that always smelled so sweetly of strawberry blossoms, and of course there was her blood. Oh, her blood, how my still heart yearned for it. Intoxication. The only word that I could use to give name to my idolization of her. I was intoxicated by her very being. She stirred slightly and I immediately froze so as not to wake her. I silently watched as her arm, her skin like silk, wrapped around my cool marble torso. She shivered and I could not help the feeling of self loathing that welled inside my chest. Life and death, predator and prey, entwined in love. I frowned deeply as I carefully pulled a blanket onto her sleeping frame; she quickly settle back into a steady breathing pattern. I waited for dawn while watching her. I was hopeful that the clouds, the very darkness, would once again consume the brightness of the sun. That the rain would blot out the warm rays that revealed my true self, the monster that I was. Suddenly, as if nature itself had heard my plea, lightning split the sky, illuminating the room. I smiled. I would go, with my Bella, to school today.
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