I lay next to Bella, the clock on her nightstand reading eleven thirty. She had been

tired, that was easy to tell when I first saw her. After she ran outside to me I noticed right

away the shadows resting under her beautiful eyes, and how her skin looked stretched out

over her bones. She still hadn't quiet gained the weight she had lost when I had abandoned her. I'd been shoving food at her whenever I had the chance, trying to get her back to looking healthy instead of a girl with an eating disorder. I cooked for her a lot, when Charlie allowed it. Her blood had smelt slightly anemic when I had returned.

She had crashed earlier then she normally did, and asked very few questions. Again, unlike her usual behavior. I wondered if maybe she was falling ill, or was trying to hide something from me. I doubted the second option; I would have picked up on it earlier. And if she was, there were persuasive ways for me to get it out of her. Unfair as they were. I gently pushed a strand of hair out of her face, careful that I wouldn't wake her. She looked very peaceful, her breathing deep and even, I could hear the thrum of her heartbeat, slow and steady and strong. A smile flickered over my face, like the shadow of a candle.

When I had returned, she didn't let me go without touching her., Even if it was just our shoulder against one another; she always had to be touching me. She was afraid I wouldn't come back to her, I could tell that. I was ashamed of myself, knowing that she lived in fear every moment I walked out her front door. She didn't trust me. I couldn't blame her. After what I did, I wouldn't trust me either. She ahd fallen asleep on my lap, watching an old black and white film on TV. I waited with her there, breathing her in until Charlie came home and found us like that. I couldn't read Bella thoughts, but his thoughts were extremely lethal twords me. I figured I'd give him a break, and I took her up to her room and put her in her bed before leaving. Or, at least that's what Charlie believed. Once I knew he had went to check on her and was back downstairs, I climbed through her window and stayed with her, as I had promised.

The room was dark, and any human wouldn't have been able to see much. But I could, the moon was full and spilled a bluish light on the walls. Bella shifted a little and took a deep breath and exhaled. Her scent fanned across my face and I could feel a rush of venom pulsing in the back of my mouth, the tight ache in my throat. I was getting better at resisting though. Not great, but I was starting to trust myself more about being around her.

I stiffened when a stale, awful smell filled my nostrils. A smell that resembled a lot like wet dog. I could feel a growl starting in the middle of my chest. I didn't want to wake Bella, and I also wanted to keep her safe. I was torn about staying with her, and leaving to find whichever canine dared to come onto Cullen territory. I carefully, gently kissed Bella on the forehead. I let my lips linger on her skin longer then necessary, but parting with her was hard for me. I worried about her a lot when I was gone. I pushed some hair back out of her face, and smiled at the clearness of it. She was stunning, the most beautiful thing that this world had ever seen. I didn't understand how she doubted that.

I swiftly got up from her bed and stole outside her window, where the smell grew stronger. Every cell in my body shrunk away from it, growing inside of me, tensing everything until all that I wanted to do was attack. I wondered if it was like this for the dogs. But unlike them, I had some sort of control. Something they all seriously lacked. I started running, so fast that everything was a blur. But it was familiar, and didn't faze me. I followed the scent, and slowed when it got stronger. So strong I knew that they had to be close. I stopped moving, and stood so still nothing could have detected me. The wolfs, of course, had heat sensitive visions. Seeming as I gave off no heat, I pondered on if they could see me because I gave over something cold. Maybe they were wired differently then heat sensitive sight; they were after all only created to fight Vampires, so maybe they saw what was cold. My thoughts were interrupted when I saw two tall gruff shapes hidden in the shadows. I strode forward, recognizing the clearing behind Bella's house, where I had last spoken to the Black child with Bella in tow.

The closer I got, the worse the smell became and I knew it was them. My fists were clenched and my muscles sprung, ready to tear them to pieces. Bella wouldn't like that. So I would avoid it if I could. I was able to make out their faces, and I recognized Sam Uely and Jacob Black. They scrunched their faces as I got closer, I must not smell so good to them, either. How strange.

"Cullen." Spat Jacob.

"What are you doing here? This is Cullen Territory." I stated, crossing my arms.

I saw the Black child grin, showing all of his teeth.

"Not anymore."

Gotta love a good cliff hanger. Sorry that this chapter was so short, but ive always wanted to wirite a cliff hanger and the opportunity just sort of presented itself, in all its glory and potential, in this chapter. Hopefully the plot will thicken with this next chapter; reviews are loved, but not nasty ones. Next chapter should be up within the next day or so! Thanx!