Warning: This FF contains harsh language, mature themes, sexually suggestive content and it is a slash. Please be advised that if you are not over eighteen then you should not read.

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rOtTeN APpLEs


I was rotten.

Like an apple I appear lush with deliciousness but my insides were the color brown, sodden with bacteria and had a foul stench. Disgusting to look at and would probably make anyone vomit due to the thin layer of hair that was colored black, blue and slimy green. Shriveled up, with puss seeping through the thick skin, I was decaying inwardly. The deterioration hadn't begun to cover the outer layer and on the outside I look normal, shinning-shimmering in the light deceiving everyone.

I looked perfectly fine.

I was the picture of a ripe golden apple, ample with flavor, ready to be tasted and explored by anyone who dared. Sitting among the other apples I'd converse politely, although never letting on my true nature. Whilst letting the virus spread, until they realized it was too late, I had infected them all. However sick and twisted I was internally, I was still a normal person, only on the inside I was rotten to the core.

My bitter hands gripped the headboard as the man above me moved forcefully.

"Uh huh," I groaned louder as he pounded into me mercilessly hitting that spot. My knees trembled as sweat dripped down my forehead and back. The man above me rolled his hips and started moving with impossible speed taking me high into the heavens then leaving me there. My lips fell open into a silent scream as my whole body quivered with desire. The heat swirled around us and engulfed me making the air thick with my musk.

Looking back on everything that had happened, I figured it was my fucked up genetics that brought me here. Not only was I supposed to be the leader of the wolf pack in La Push, but my great grandfather had been the chief of the Quileute land. However fate decided to fuck me over. Resentfully I watched as all my closest friends got the fever and became hulking muscular men over night, while I stayed the same. All through high school I was incredibly lanky with just enough muscle mass to keep me alive. My predicament became a large problem amongst our people because everything we followed was tradition. Our culture was built on it and without it things would automatically go to shit. As much as the council bemoaned the situation the facts remained the goddamn same, I was never going to turn into a wolf.

It was only then that I discovered the true meaning of acrimony and contempt, they bundled into my stomach rooting themselves there.

Shame and disgrace were the least of my problems. Without a proper the leader the pack would turn into rancorous raging beasts with no direction destroying everything in their path. After a few incidents with rogue werewolves the council decided to step in and name an Alpha. Pure blind jealousy tore through me when they announced that Sam Uley, a half Quileute man, from our reservation would be taking the position of Alpha. My revulsion for Sam turned into deep disgust for his ability to get anything he pleased. Not only did he attack and nearly kill his significant other but they were now engaged.

Whenever he was around me, I reeked of repugnance for him and the council however I did my best to hide it. I had to be strong because I knew they could smell my weakness. It was a strong odour that saturated my entire body. When the reservation got word of the new changes the council had made my life turned into a living hell.

The humiliation of the situation was worse than anything I had ever had to endure. These days Billy could hardly stand the sight of me. I was an embarrassment to all werewolves, and to Ephraim himself because I would not be carrying the torch. Despite the fact that we were all best friends the pack shared a bond that I would never understand.

Nevertheless, they all had sympathy for the poor kid with his crippled father and inferior genetic makeup yet I had none. I wanted to be a wolf more than anything, and it was punch to the gut every time they waltzed around like they fucking owned the place. Eventually I got over it and integrated myself into the pack. I went to all the meetings, tried my best to give as much input as possible but in the end all I did was make food for them and lend them a place to crash after their shifts. At twenty I moved out of my father's house, got a good job at the local auto shop and bought a small house near La Push Lake.

The pack practically lived at my house, coming and going whenever they damn well pleased. The constant company made my skin crawl and my blood boil. In addition to being a fuck up of a wolf or should I say non-wolf, I was also gay.

I was a gay man so deep in the closet I couldn't even see the door.

And as if things couldn't get worse I was a virgin. They would all laugh when sex was mention because I'd blush wildly due to my inexperience. Emily, Sam's fiancé, kept trying to set me up with a few of her cousins regardless of the fact that I had no interest in being with any girl.

Of course she didn't know that.

"Right there," I moaned, he changed his angle slamming his hips into me making my whole body jump forward. Kneeing softly my arms gave out and my black hair fell over my eyes as the side of my face rubbed against the bed sheets.

Life on the reservation was boring.

Nearly everyone in the pack had imprinted or had a significant other. Unfortunately for me there aren't any gay people in La Push and the thought of trying to find one sent me into hysterics. One day after playing a marathon of World of War Craft I came across a random ad on the internet. It said that there was a man looking for some sexual exploration. Curiosity got the better of me and I read on. The ad gave out a number to call if anyone was interested. At first I thought it was crazy to even be considering it. There were so many things that could go wrong with meeting random strangers on the internet. Without thinking I grabbed the nearest phone and dialed the number. Before I could hang up a man picked up the phone and my hands shook as I asked if he was the guy who put that ad on the internet. Before I could grasp the gravity of the situation we were setting up a time and place to meet. A few days later I found myself deep in the forest trying to find the cabin he had described. Regardless of the fact that this was beyond creepy and trying to talk myself out of it several times I finally found it. Specific instructions were left on the door with a small key taped to it.

I always thought I'd lose my virginity to some guy that I loved to some cheesy song like they do in the movies. But at twenty the pretense began to wear off and I realized that I might never find a person that I loved or loved me and I didn't want to go on being a virgin. Gathering some courage I opened the door and was greeted by a man named Edward. The lights were dimed so I couldn't really see his face but he had such a kind voice that I found myself being comfortable around him.

"Don't be afraid," He had said. "I won't hurt you and if you are ever uncomfortable with things just tell me to stop."

I believed him.

I told him it was my first time and he was so inconceivably gentle, touching me with such care and adoration, making sure that I was brought to the peak of orgasms then building up the momentum all over again. From his dark silhouette Edward was slim with broad shoulders, had a small waist and was much more muscular than I ever would be. His voice was rough and deep yet at the same time tender and moderate. Finally I was torn away from my unpleasant life and thrown into a world I knew nothing about. A world where sex was my birth mother and pure blind pleasure was my father. Edward had taught me how to angel myself just right in order to achieve maximum exhilaration. So many different positions, Edward pounded me ruthlessly showing no mercy yet showered me with kindness and educating me in the art of loving making. We had sex once a week in this cabin for over two months and before I knew it I was falling for him. As pathetic as I was of course I had to fall for the first guy to ever fuck me.

And I fell hard.

Edward of course had two rules; one was no kissing and the other was no cuddling after intercourse. I didn't mind much at first because I didn't know anything about him but after two months I desperately wanted a kiss. Strong cool hands gripped my tiny waist bringing me back to the present, I whined as he continued to plunge deeper, then I winced because for some reason Edward always had cold hands.

"So tight for me," Edward moaned, digging his fingers into my hip bones.

Aggressive my nature Edward unintentionally left bruises on my skin. Whether they were large hickies covering my inner thigh or painful lashing from our BDSM nights there was always a reminder of what we did that marked my body.

Due to my shy disposition I didn't have the heart to tell him that it hurt me sometimes only because I was so frantic to hold to him as long as possible. I feared that he would get bored of me and want somebody else. At night I spent most of my time distressed thinking that one day I might turn up at the cabin to find Edward balls deep in some other guy.

Was he fucking someone else?

Probably.

Despair ate away at me during the day while I tried to focus on work and that was when I realized that my infatuation had consumed me.

I was obsessed with him.

Nothing felt right until he was pounding my ass roughly. The world didn't make sense unless I was near him. As my fixation grew I knew I could no longer function without him and it started to become unbearable.

Abruptly he clutched my hair jerking my neck backwards. "You are such a dirty slut aren't you?"

"Y-yes, but only for y-you," I stuttered out.

A few more achingly long thrust, and I was cuming hard. Eyes rolling backs into my head I convulsed wailing loudly as my ass clenched tightly around his cock. He came shortly after quivering and screaming my name. Falling beside me we laid together with the sound of our deep breathing echoing through the room.

"Very good, Jacob. You are learning." He said appreciatively.

It was too dark to see his face but I knew he was smiling. It amazed me that after every time we had sex Edward didn't even break a sweat or seem out of breathe."Thanks,"

He rolled over and began getting dressed. "I have to meet Alice in an hour or so. I'm sorry about leaving so abruptly but feel free to stay as long as you want my house is your house."

After fucking him for two months we got to know each other a bit. I guess we were sort of friends. Edward knew about my life on the reservation and why I was a virgin but I didn't tell him anything about the pack. I knew a bit about his family, how well off they were and how much Edward hated not fitting in with his siblings.

"You know I won't ever stay," I mumbled to him, trying to put on my clothes. Due to the low lighting I often put them on backwards.

"I know, but I like to offer anyway." Edward said pulling on his pants. "By the way I won't be able to make it to this week's session. Family engagement, you understand right?"

"Uh, yeah whatever," I said trying to shrug it off as indifference but I wanted to curse the tears that stung my eyes.

"Alright, I'll see you later then," And with that he walked out of the room.

Hearing the front door slam made me jump slightly. I berated myself because I knew that we weren't in a relationship. Sex didn't mean anything but I couldn't stop the hurt that bundled in my belly. He was the closest thing I had ever come to being in a relationship.

How fucking pitiful.

I dressed slowly, pulling on my combat boots, baggy pants and shirt. My clothes sort of just hung off my body awkwardly. Running a hand through my thick long black hair I walked towards the door closing it softly behind me. I parked my car a few miles down the road so that it wouldn't get stuck in the mud. The rabbit was my baby and I intended on keeping her for as long as possible, although she was in dire need of new parts. Climbing into the car I drove back to my house trying to think about everything else besides Edward but of course my efforts were futile.

Was he really attending to family matters or did he find someone else to fuck?

Thoughts like these drove me insane because I didn't know the answer. I could wait another week to see him. I wasn't that obsessed. Restlessly I drummed my fingers against the steering wheel. My nerves were all over the place as I imagined Edward fucking some faceless guy with a tighter ass and a nicer body. Maybe Edward liked them muscular?

Pulling into my driveway I could hear soft chatter coming from inside my house. Immediately I thought about ditching and taking a long trip into the city just to get away from the pack. Closing my eyes I began to breathe deeply trying to calm my growing agitation for them.

They all used me.

They used my house as their own personal fuck-den, ate whatever food I had left in my fridge, crashed on my bed with their dirty clothing and I endured all of it because I had no choice. They were the nearest thing I had to family and without them the social degradation didn't seem so bad.

Plus they would have heard my car pull in so there was no way to escape.

Sighing I stepped out of my car following the familiar walkway to my front door. The house was a rundown little shack. With decaying floorboards, pealing brown paint and bad pluming. Some of the guys had helped me fix it up last year and we were planning to start painting in a few weeks. It had three bedrooms, the master bedroom being mine and whoever wanted to crash could use the guest rooms.

Once I opened the door I felt the color drain from my face.

Jared and Kim were making out like horny teenagers. Considering what I was doing a few hours before this probably wasn't a big deal but it was the passion in their moans as they kissed. I felt a blush creep in from behind my ears and I had to look away from them.

"Jake, man you made it!" Quil said stuffing his face with the chips I had just bought yesterday. Most of the pack was here aside from Leah and Embry which meant that they were probably on patrol.

"Get your feet off my table," I barked, as I passed him on my way towards the kitchen.

The weather had been seasonably cold so I took off my jacket and placed it on the chair surrounding the living room table. Some days I wanted to scream at everyone to get the fuck out and leave me alone but instead I just gritted my teeth together.

The place was a mess.

Empty pizza boxes everywhere, dirty laundry (Not my own) and of course the dishes were stacked a mile high. Nobody offered to clean up and nobody cared to make sure the fridge was packed with food. I spent half my pay check feeding these fuckers and I didn't get so much as a thank you.

My life was miserable.

Angry, I walked into the kitchen and began running hot water. I grabbed some dish soap, poured some in and began washing the dishes. Scrubbing the dishes I let my frustrations bristle just under the surface and I pushed what was eating away at me down deep. Roughly I scrubbed each dish, grunting softly when some of the dirt wouldn't come off so easily.

"Hey Jake," Sam said cheerfully. "Do you mind if I use your car to pick up Emily?"

No, you can't use my fucking car because you never fill up the tank. "Sure."

"Sweet," He said disappearing into the living.

"Jezz, Jake if you lost any more weight you'd look like a chick from behind." Jared said as he came strolling into the living room with Kim at his side. "Maybe that's why you can't get a girl. They mistake you for one of their own," He laughed.

Grinding my teeth together I stayed calm and instead of getting angry I threw a smirk over my shoulder. "Kim, sweetheart when your get tired of fucking that come see me"

Jared growled.

She chuckled, patting me on the ass. "Sure thing Jake, don't forget bonfire tonight. I hope you can make it."

"Sure, sure," I placated.

"Come on Kim my parents are at work," Jared said tugging on her hand. They left trying to claw each other clothes off as they walked the short distance to Jared's house.

"Jake there's something wrong with your Xbox," Quil said, his bare feet padding on the wooden floor.

"You mean the Xbox I just bought. The Xbox I spent three years saving for?" I asked my temper starting to boil.

He stared at me dumbly. "Uh…Yeah, that one"

Pinching the bride of my nose I tried to tell myself to calm down but it wasn't working. If this was happening to anyone else I would have laughed.

"You fix it," I spat at him.

"Wha-?"

"Quil, you broke it now you fix it or get the fuck out of my house"

Throwing his hands in the air he backed away from me. Once the dishes were done I felt exhaustion threaten to overtake my body.

"You okay?" Emily asked, rubbing my shoulders.

No. Not even close. "I'm fine," I said forcing a smile.

"You look a little pale…Work getting to you?"

"Nah, just these assholes who won't leave my house," I half joked.

She nodded slowly. "Get some rest I'll take over from here."

Besides the occasional help from her I was pretty much on my own most of the time. The guys didn't care that they were fucking up my home because it didn't matter to them. Stepping into the living room I saw Quil, Sam and Seth all engaging in a wrestling match, tussling around the floor they knocked over books destroying what little furniture I had left.

Perturbed I grabbed my jacket and stormed out of the house. Shoving my hands into my pockets I walked down to the cliffs of La Push beach. The water crashed violently against the shore and I wondered what it would be like to just to jump.

Fall into the unknown.

My mind would be clear as I made the jump. I wouldn't think about what I was leaving behind or who would be troubled by my death. All I would focus on was being absolutely free if only it was for a moment. Crouching to my knees I felt the damp grass seep through my pants. Cautiously I sat down at the edge of the cliff letting my feet dangle slightly. The half-moon shone cascading upon the water illuminating it.

"Jake?" Leah called, walking out of the forest in nothing but skimpy shorts and a tank top. Of course I couldn't get a minute to myself. Exhaling I pulled my knees up to my chest. "We are all going to be heading down to the bonfire soon and Seth said that Billy's had a few drinks..."

Apart from being a useless cripple Billy was also a raging alcoholic.

A thought, so random and fleeting I would have forgotten about it except it was so incredibly disturbing that I didn't. Briefly I imagined what it would be like to snap his neck. So easy, simple to unleash all the hurt he's brought into my life by ending him completely.

Nevertheless, sane people didn't think about killing their fathers. No, I mustn't think like that. Dangerous things could happen if I thought like that.

"I'll take him home," I said softly. No matter how much I wished I didn't care I always made sure Billy got home after he drank too much.

Eyeing me skeptically she stepped forwards. "You smell different,"

"Oh, yeah?" I asked fraying interest.

"Smells like vampire but it's probably the one we chased through this area,"

"Uh, yeah, sure," I hugged my jacket closer to my body as the wind blew around us. Moving around her I made my way over to the beach. As I got closer I saw the fire rage high and the flames blazed through the midnight sky. What I thought was chatter soon turned into drunken prattle.

The Alpha, Sam, was slovenly hanging his arms off Emily as his gestured wildly and loudly with his hands. The atmosphere made my head spin because wolves needed a lot of alcohol to become intoxicated. The beach was littered with broke beer bottles and cans that people kept tossing in the sand instead of throwing in the garbage. Rolling my eyes I made a beeline for Billy who was talking the loudest amongst the council and the pack.

"Oh, there's my good for nothing son!" He called nosily.

My hand clenched automatically. "Good evening father, still pissing away your money on beer I see,"

"Don't be a smartass, boy" He taunted. "You forget your place."

"Oh and where is that exactly?"

"Crawling on your belly like the piece of shit you are"

I glared at him darkly and he shrunk back into his chair. "I'm the piece of shit eh? Well then what does that make you?"

He didn't respond.

I snorted as I walked over to him and grabbed the handles on his wheel chair. Clamping my jaw shut I wheeled him through sand and whatever else stuck on the beach all the way up to the parking lot. His house was a few blocks down the road and I made sure he got home. The silence between us cut more than his vicious words because at least then he was speaking to me. Once I dropped him off I left.

The air around me hummed as I walked back to my house. This was a regular Friday night for me. Bonfires, dirty dishes and drunken dads were just the beginning of the weekend. If my life sucked anymore I'm pretty sure they'd have a constant violinist around just to emphasize how bad it is. A small ache spread through my head then started to throb relentlessly. I prayed that there wasn't anyone at my house and everyone had gone home for the night.

No such luck.

By the time I got back Embry and Leah had crashed in the spare bedrooms while Seth and Quil played video games on my Xbox.

"I thought you said it was broken," I mumbled as I passed them.

"Nah, Seth fixed it," Quil said but his eyes were transfixed on the game.


Removing my jacket I went to my room slamming the door shut behind me. Falling onto my bed I wonder what Edward was doing right now. I bet his life was filled with extravagant parties and expensive food of course. After a few moments I took off my uncomfortable jeans, t-shirt and shoes curled up into a ball as let sleep take me.

The next day I woke up early, showed and dressed. I had work at the auto shop today and my boss hated tardiness. Grabbing a quick breakfast which consists of toast because there was no food left in my fridge I jumped into the rabbit and drove to work. I had been working for Forks Auto shop for about a year after I graduated high school. Right now all I did was help order parts and clean up the shop but I hoped to attend community college next semester and get a degree in automotive. Pulling into the familiar parking lot I strolled casual into the building hoping to avoid my boss as much as possible.

Mr. Kirk was a mean old bastard.

When he hired me he told me point blank that he wasn't doing it because of my impressive resume, he was doing it because affirmative action needed to take place in order to appease the government. Mr. Kirk adamantly believed that since aboriginals didn't pay taxes then we should be subject to affirmative action. My blood boiled when he said that but I remained silent because I really needed this job.

"Mr. Black," Mr. Kirk called as he stepped out his office. "You're late."

Glancing at the clock I saw that it was a minute past seven o'clock and my shift started at seven. Of course the brainless fucker couldn't tell time. Grinding my teeth together I smiled politely at him.

"Won't happen again, sir" I mumbled as I went by him.

"It better not, we can always find someone else from the reservation that's will to do the grunt work for us for half the pay," He snorted.

Keeping serene I ignored him and went to the locker room the change into my overalls. This job wasn't particularly hard and it paid well so I wanted to remain here for as long as possible. During work I kept to myself and made sure not to get in anybody else's way. The guys didn't particularly like me for some reason so I decided not to bother any of them. Once my shifted ended around five pm I decided to go grocery shopping. I knew the pack would probably be hungry and I hoped that most of them were out of patrol by the time I got home.

Of course that wish proved to be futile.

As usual nearly all of them were crammed into my tiny living room making noise and being obnoxious like birds they squawked endlessly. My agitation started off slow then moved swiftly until I realized that I hated them clouding my space. They were constantly in my house touching my things interfering with my pathetic life. Their ongoing chatter and nagging voices irritated the fuck out of me.

I missed silence.

Only when I was with Edward did I truly savor the stillness his cabin had to offer. However my life wasn't with him lying in a drunken jubilee it was here among the barbarian wolves and rampaging words of ignominy. Snatching the groceries out of my car I carried them up the steps and into my house. As soon as I opened the door the guys nearly attacked me pulling the plastic bags from my hands and fishing through them.

"Stake's? Aw, you know I wanted ribs," Quil whined.

"Be grateful I got you anything," I snapped.

"Thanks Jake," Seth said happily.

Embry, Quil and Seth put the groceries into the fridge and started making dinner as I walked towards my room to change into sweats. Later on Sam, Jared, Leah and Kim came by for dinner. We ate together the girls did the dishes for me and the guys decided to put in a movie. We all sat together on the couch most of the guys on the floor while some of them brought chair's from the living room.

"Jake?" Kim said, with a big grin on her face.

"Mhmm," I hummed engrossed in the film. It was some cheesy sci-fi action flick staring Jet Li as the lead character.

"You know my cousin is coming down this weekend," She sat down right beside me.

"So?"

"Well, maybe you'd like me to fix you up…Like on a date with her."

I stared back at her in horror.

"Oh, come on! You have to meet a girl sometime!"

I blushed trying to avoid eye contact with her. I knew everyone was listening. "I-I don't think that the whole blind date thing is for me."

"Come Jake, that's how Paul and Rachel got together. You won't know unless you try."

I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. "It's not really my thing…"

"Listen, man she's just trying to help," Embry said. "I mean you are a total catch who wouldn't want to be with you?"

"Thanks," I muttered sarcastically.

"Well…You can't stay a virgin for forever," He added.

With all the super hearing in the room it was an empty prayer that nobody heard that. Heat crept up behind my ears as I felt completely mortified by Embry's declaration. Abruptly I stood feeling a weight of derisory on my chest. Of course to them I was the laughable virgin wanna-be-werewolf that couldn't get a girl even if I tried. Clenching my teeth I wanted to scream at them that I wasn't interested in girls.

Girls made me sick, they repulsed me.

"Jake, man I was only kidding," Embry said but the damage was already done. Despite their protest I stormed into my room closing the door shut behind me.

The week had dragged on and I felt angsty by the time Friday came. I was supposed to be meeting Edward at the Cabin today and I couldn't wait. When work was finished I quickly went home to shower. My nervousness made it nearly impossible to get ready but all I could think about was Edward. With shaky hands, stuttering breath I rushed to get dressed. Frazzled I tied my long hair into a pony tail, jumped into my rabbit and drove to the cabin parking in my usual spot. Wringing my hands I opened the door quickly removing my jacket and placing it on the coat stand.

Edward greeted me then.

It was still very dark in the room so I couldn't see his face but I could almost feel his body vibrating with anticipation. Squinting I tried to get a good look at him but like always his body was shadowed by darkness. It wrapped around him like a cloak covering his face and body almost completely. I shivered thinking about all the things Edward liked to do in the obscurity of the dim light.

"Hi," I muttered shyly, ducking my head a little.

Edward didn't respond.

An awkward silence ensued after that.

"Take off your clothes." He demanded.

I hesitated. His voice felt cold and ominous it was placid like I remembered it to be. With quivering hands, I pulled my shirt over my head and then threw it on the floor. Quickly I undid my pants sliding them down my narrow waist.

"All of it," He snarled.

I obliged ridding myself of my underwear. Standing there I felt a draft in the room and I wrapped my arms around my waist. Nestled against my thigh was my flaccid cock, it hung limp and disinterested.

"Let me look at you," He murmured, walking around me he studied my figure. "Hmm," he hummed in appreciation. "I will enjoy breaking you."

He stepped forward placing his hands on the side of my neck. "Disregard all my previous rules, Jacob, since you're mine now it doesn't matter." Moving he cupped my face with both hands closing the distance between our lips. After a series of sweet pecks he chuckled low and deep in his throat. I felt elation soar through my body because I had never been kissed.

Edward was my very first kiss.

It was so amazing, fucking magical and I never wanted it to end.

"Alice said it was a bad idea, but we'll prove her wrong won't we?" I was too busy wrapped up in the feel of his lips on mine to understand what he was saying. "Finally, you will finally be mine." He pressed our foreheads together, and confusion thrummed through my body like a whisper. Edward's hand strokes over my cheek, fingers lingering sweetly over the skin. After long, endless moments, Edward moves his head away.

"I would like to try something new today Jacob,"

"Yeah?" I asked eagerly. "More BDSM?"

"More like capture and detain," Edward breathed against my lips.

Without any warning, Edward's hand balled up and crashed into my skull with a crack that made the world flash white. It was like an explosion of brightness and a sharp pain behind my eyelids, and I felt my body crumple sideways through the haze. The ground was rushing up to meet me, speeding towards me as my eyes rolled back and I slipped away into the blackness of unconsciousness.


"-Finally have you all to myself," Edward continues, almost smugly.

Blinking slowly I felt myself come back to consciousness and suddenly I was aware of the searing pain in my head. Groaning I tried not to move too quickly as I attempted to get my bearings. When I finally opened my eyes I realized that the lights were on, it rendered me blind for a few moments, as I tried to make out the blurring figure on top of me.

My body was firmly in Edward's grip, all of his weight pressing down on me beneath him in a way that would probably be uncomfortable if it wasn't for Edward's strength.

Suddenly I can see his face and it is more than just flawless.

Emerald eyes flick down to my face watching me. I am suddenly memorized with the sharp angle of his jaw, pale pink lips and nearly luminous skin. This creature above me is beyond anything that I could ever imagine. My eyes trail over him greedily taking in his wide shoulders, firm biceps briefly before coming up to hold his gaze again,

I can feel a thumb rubbing little circles into my narrow waist. Our faces are close together like this; close enough to touch. "It was fun chasing you, beautiful thing, but having you..." His face is so close, now, that I can feel the tickle of his breath. Slowly, Edward brings up his free hand to rest along my neck again, his fingers stroking deliberately over the skin. He inhales deeply, lets out a little shuddering breath of air that I can feel against my lips, and smiles. "Having you is much better."

His words are all jumbled together that they don't make much sense to me. I try to grasp their meaning but they sound like riddles in the dark. Oddly enough his words sound sweet and calming, yet dangerous and possessive at the same time.

I don't understand.

"— I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. I was so hungry, you smelled so good, I'd drink you dry and I couldn't do that, needed you with me always. You smell like mine, you smell like perfect, there's no one else in the world like you." Edward is speaking but I only catch the end of it. His babbled words are like a cycle of nonsense and I can't comprehend any of it. It's almost similar to a strange language I have yet to learn.

I moved to sit up and ask Edward what the hell he is talking about, only to realize that I can't. Innocently, Edward stared back at me with the same neutral expression. His eyes were intense, as his gaze flickered to the chain that was wrapped around my neck, constricting all of my movements. He smiled at me, as if it had been there all along.

As if it was a part of me.

With blunt nails I frantically clawed at it trying to pull it off my throat but the thick steel is too hard, too solid to break. The chain is long, restraining and attached to an iron loop in the wall. Smirking Edward watched, his whole body was completely relaxed. His eyes were dark and heavy lidded, as he looked down at me with sweet patronization written all over his face.

"Edward? What-"

"Jacob, my dear sweet, boy," He smiled; only it wasn't as pretty as I remembered it to be, this smile is dark and sinister rocking me to my core.

"I've always wanted a human pet,"


I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. This fic will be dark because you know how much I love a twisted Edward:) I would just like to give a big thanks to my wonderful beta Beanothercullen! Please read and review!