This is for Keeps

Disclaimer: I don't own it. The character belong to Stephanie and she can keep them. The song is The spill canvas- This is for keeps, they own it not me.

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Prologue

The streets are dark, my pulse is flat-lined

The club was dark, the heat of bodies filled the room. The vibration of drums flowed through me. With the scent of blood was on my lips I was yearning to be touched. To feel skin break beneath my teeth.

And there you were. The prefect creature to fill me. The words of your flirt, the flutter of your lashes drew me in. You had my attentions right from the beginning. The night was ours to dance away.

With the motion of your hips, the kiss of your lips, you were gone. Mine forever.

We moved together in a fluid movement. As I pull you to the door, you can't resited. On the streets you dance, still. The want is emitted in your eyes. The call of your lust only fuels my hunger. I want you, as much as you, want me.

I tug you close, the feel of my frozen flesh cause you to pause. The warmth in your smile dies just like the heat of your gaze. The corner of my lips curl up as you pull from my grasp. The panic in you is electric. Your search for protection brings a laugh to my lips. The streets are dark, and we are alone.

One could speak of the darkness of the night sky you see in me. The depth of pitch, the lack of light, the fear it instils. The fear that spreads through your body, the nervous energy, blood pumping, heart racing fear of death. It's the sweat on your finger tips, the hair raised on your arms, the look in your eye.

I can see your reactions and they are delicious. The creeping, sinking feeling settles on your face, as you hear the cracking of undergrowth behind you. The speed of your turn makes me wish, my heart could still beat. I could get captured the swirl of your hair. The sweetness paling cheeks. The fleeting scream pulled from your lips before you fall. The taste of your warm pulsating blood. If I could have my heart beat, I would have it beat for you.

You were truly a creature of beauty.

I run my fingers through your golden bloody locks, a gentle smile crease my lips as you let out a call, the final plea for life. A life that was over the second I laid eyes on you. Your resistances is obliterated beneath my touch. A fire burns with in me as my lips meet you neck. I place gentle teasing kisses across your flesh that make you shuddered. I run my teeth across the softness of your skin. My want, my lust, makes you shiver beneath my weight.

"Edward, quit playing with your food."

I glared across at my comrade, taking a deep bite. My teeth sink through your sink bring a scream from your very core. It doesn't last long as I drink in your beauty, your heart and soul.

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An. I can not believe I am writing this, if I didn't like the song none of this would be happening. I don't even like twilight but it turns out this song really works for this book embarrassingly lame love story. Go figure.