Just a little one-shot. When I read the part in Breaking Dawn where Edward says, "You know the hikers in the woods?" "Yeah?" "Imagine kissing that." "Oh," i kind of got to thinking, how does Edward feel when he kisses her. Words started flowing through my brain and I decided to write a little one-shot. Hope you like it!
I pin her down on her bed, my beautiful Bella. I breathe in her sweet scent…the scent of blood. Damn. Wrong move.
Despite hunting yesterday, my throat burns with the intensity of a thousand suns. One wrong move, and all I live for would be gone.
My lips move to her neck, and I feel her racing pulse through her skin. Her skin is as white as a flower petal…and just as delicate. This position, I'll admit, makes me feel powerful. I could take someone's life with ease, but I will never do that to my life's reason, my Bella.
I hunger for her, I love her. Animal versus human. I am both and neither. I know I am a monster. If I die, I have a one-way ticket to eternal damnation.
Why is my beautiful Bella so eager to be a monster like my family and I? What could she possibly gain from this curse? An angel like her should never be subjected to Hell.
The fiery pits of Hell. My attention is brought back to my burning throat, eager to finally taste her blood. I am perfectly poised above her soft and willing body, ready to strike.
No. I won't do it.
I pull away, say goodnight, and jump out her window. The moment she is not at my side, I wish for nothing more than to see her beautiful face. I ignore my own desires. Concentrating on the fact that each time I'm near her I want to rip her throat out, I run at full speed all the way home. When I get there, I sit at my piano and just plink away at a few keys. Before I know it, I am subconsciously playing Bella's Lullaby.