Not Like the Movies
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF ITS ORIGINAL CHARACTERS. Warning: there will be lemons, limes, and over all dark and messed up behavior and situations.
Chapter 1: What the hell?!
Diana sat tiredly watching the last Twilight movie, having spent all day watching the whole set.
Now she wasn't a fan, actually she found the two main characters quite annoying.
Her best friend Lucy on the other hand was obsessed.
She demanded Diana watch all the movies and let her explain all the books in detail, having brought them over, in order for her to even think of leaving the subject alone.
So Lucy came over and talked...and talked...and talked, then left her books and movies.
'Finally', thought the tired girl, as she looked at her equally bored white pit bull Chloe.
"Well", she said petting her, "That killed a part of my soul".
She laughed when Chloe made a head motion in apparent agreement.
Diana made faces at herself in the mirror as she stripped for the shower, sighing a bit annoyed at how young she looked.
She was twenty-three but had one of those faces that didn't seem to want to age so she was constantly being carded.
What really annoyed her was when older woman, usually strangers, would go on and on about how one day she'd be so thankful for it.
She jumped in the shower and started lathering up as she assessed the rest of her body.
Her parents were both Viking and you could definitely tell when you looked at Diana for three simple reasons; she was tall, well for a girl anyway at 5'11'', she had natural muscle making her strong and lean while keeping her 'womanly' curves aka handful of boobs and round ass, and lastly she had blonde thick waist length hair.
Not super blonde but a deep honey, which she found boring and continued dyeing the tips crazy colors. This month was aqua blue.
She had pale skin so if she didn't wear blush people usually thought she was ill.
Small but pouty red lips with a lip hoop. She used to have a top lip piercing but now there was only a small dimple where it once was, so small you really had to look to see it.
She didn't really like her nose thinking it was a little too big but she guessed it fit her face, so no room to complain.
Her eyes were her favorite feature though being big and an intense jade green framed by long thick and dark lashes.
She sighed as she finished up.
She knew she had no real reasons to complain, she had an ok life and she accepted her body.
Though she was tired of people telling her if she got a tan she could be Barbie. She was more gothic or theater so the thought of tanning was not very appealing.
She just wished that something amazing would happen. After watching Twilight she thought the idea of vampires was cool though if they all acted emo like Edward she could do without.
She heard Chloe whimper and went back to her room seeing her dog curled up and shaking in a cage that wasn't there before.
"What the fuck?" she asked and jumped when she heard a deep growl. Spinning around when her bedroom door was slammed shut.
"Now Love", came a frightening but beautiful voice making her flinch. "No need for such course language".
Her eyes widened and she began to shake when she saw a man walk up to her until he stopped and let his black eyes roam her form making her remember she was only in a towel.
Before her stood a man of god like beauty; angel face, bronze tousled hair, tall muscled yet slim form, long fingers that she realized were reaching for her.
She let out an eek and jumped back hitting her dresser and making the intruder chuckle, which honestly pissed her off.
"The fuck are you?" she asked and realized it was a mistake at his hard glare. Those eyes were so black, so angry.
He was against her faster then her eyes could even catch him moving, wrapping her in his freezing embrace. Body as hard as stone refusing to budge when she tried to push him away.
"Now love", he started to say but it only made her panic more until he have a sharp "Stop."
Suddenly she couldn't move. Her body wouldn't listen, at least not to her.
"So responsive", he whispered to himself in fascination. "Now I believe I said there was no need for such filthy words." he reprimanded her in a scolding tone.
'Who the hell is this creep, breaking in, putting his hands on me and Chloe, and now he has the nerve to tell me not to cuss!' thought Diana surprised when he actually answered.
"Love I hardly think I am a creep and if you keep misbehaving I will have to punish you", he said sternly before bending down and kissing her neck up to her ear, pressing her to him.
"Of course if you want to be punished, I'd be happy to assist you".
Diana gasped and it had nothing to do with his cold breath.
'What is he?'
"Who are you?" she said out loud though it barely came out as a whisper.
He smirked, amusement showing in his eyes.
"To answer both your questions", and covered her mouth with two fingers when she was about to ask how he knew. "I am your mate, and know this now, I will not be denied. If I have to take you by force so be it! I don't want to hurt you though love, so be good and we can be happy."
She started shaking again.
"And my name", she heard as blackness started edging the corners of her sight, "Is Edward Cullen".
Her eyes rolled back into her head and she fell limp against him as darkness finally took her over.