Chapter 2

Angel

EPOV

I heard her pacing through the kitchen in the morning, and going back to her room slamming the door loudly after her. I might have upset her. When night came I left my room, following her sweet scent over the house, it was over whelming. In one hundred years I couldn´t have imagine someone would smell so delicious. If you take her, she won´t even know what happened, Carlisle won´t be mad for long, he forgave Emmet remember? The monster whispered in my head. Indeed he had forgiven Emmet. My thoughts started wrapping around the idea of drinking her, my mouth watered and I could feel the monster´s happiness sensing I would give in. That´s when I noticed the note I had left under her door last night, it had her scent impregnated on it. For a moment my thoughts went from blood thirsty to amused.

It was easy to see where she pressed the pen harder against the paper, clearly annoyed. From what I read I could imagine a little kitten waving its claws in the air against a tiger. I laughed. Sending a note back seemed the attitude of a ten year old annoyed with her best friend over some silliness. I tried to put a face and a voice to the note but I couldn't. I searched for her thoughts around the house but there was none. Hmm, curious, maybe she was out. I went to her door but I could hear she was there, but again no thoughts. This was annoying. Maybe if I could just manage my thirst enough to talk to her once, I could hear her. I shoved that idea to the side. One time would be more than enough to commit a terrible mistake. I let it go. I was already late to my encounter with Tania.

Tania was not my mate, or so to speak, she did feel a romantic way about me, but from my point of view she was nothing but a time killer, every time she was in town we met to put conversation up to date. Let´s leave it at that. Over the last few months her visits had become more frequently, and I did not like that, she was starting to wrap her thoughts around me in a possessive way. I got to the place we were supposed to meet. She was already in her underwear that revealed too much. To tell you the truth at this point I was not even sure why I met her yet. Every time I saw her I found something new that was utterly annoying about her. For instance this night was the nickname.

"Eddie!" She exclaimed, jumping into my arms.

"Tania" I kissed her on the cheek. I made my way around her and settled in an old couch that was against the wall.

"Why can´t we stay at your place tonight?" She pouted. I hated when she pouted. Didn´t match all the vulgarity in her. She moved to the couch and sit on my lap with her legs around me.

"I already told you. I got a guest" I sighed.

"Is she pretty?" I didn´t like the questioning or the thoughts.

"You know I hate questioning Tania" I grabbed both of her legs and pressed hard. She moaned.

"Well, let me do something you like then." She kissed my neck and smiled.

She pressed her body against mine moving her hips suggestively. Her red hair dropped above her breasts I ripped that horrible looking underwear off her.

"In a hurry are we?" She laughed

"I didn´t remember letting you speak." I shoved her on the couch.

She moaned and growled as I moved faster against her body. When finally I released all the pressure held inside me. I left her on the couch still dizzy from all the hours of action.

I still had few hours until sunrise when I reached my house so I still had time before the unwanted thing woke up. And then I saw her for the first time. I was dazzled. She was sitting on the balcony, her legs swinging back and forth in calm rhythm. She was smiling at the moon, a content smile, her eyes were shut. The full moon glistered on her ivory skin, her full lips were pink and slightly parted. The wind caressed her face making her hair look like fairies dancing on her body. The silk white dress hugged her slim figure revealing only enough to drive me insane. She hummed a lullaby, completely oblivious to my presence. If it wasn´t for her smell I would swear she was an angel. She was the living representation of an angel. She looked innocent, peaceful and extremely desirable.

This woman would be the end of me, I swear. I wanted to make her mine in more than one way. I stood there, watching her, without knowing what to do. I could easily jump and grab her by force, but I just couldn't. I sighed frustrated with the confusion growing inside me. I wanted her blood, I would drink from her in a heartbeat, but I couldn´t just take the most perfect thing I ever laid eyes on to be extinguished.

I let out a long breath. I wanted her.

It happened so fast that at first I couldn´t even make sense of what happened. She snapped her head in my direction and her eyes were wide in shock. She lost her balance and fell. The fall would not kill her, it was not that height, and maybe she would have some broken limbs. But the pointy fence that she was falling onto would most probably end her life, and I simply couldn´t let it happen. I moved towards her and grabbed her mid air huffing when she hit my arms. She stared me with those huge chocolate eyes startled her skin felt so hot against mine, she was branding me, leaving her mark there. She started getting pale.

"I´m sorry…" she whispered, her sweet breath washing my face I thought I was going to be the one that fainted, but she was gone.

I took her to the living room couch and called Carlisle to take a look at her, took me a while explaining what happened without looking crazy. She was just a fragile human, it was easy to see how human she was, her back and legs had bruises forming right where my arms held her to keep her from falling. I analyzed her face, even unconscious she looked angelic. But she was after all just human.

BPOV

"Ouch" I spoke to myself as I regain conscience. My back and legs hurt. I think I fell from the balcony.

I opened my eyes slowly, I saw a man figure sitting by a chair near to the couch where I was on, How did I get here? He was staring intensively to the flames that danced in the fireplace, which was the only source of light in the room. He had his hand on his chin with the darkest expression on his face. His face, even surrounded by darkness, was amazing. His skin was pale and he had bronze deranged hair that fit his perfect face. It seemed that every feature of his face was only created to complement his golden eyes. God, was the only thing I could compare him with. He was gorgeous. It came to my senses then, that this godly creature didn´t want share spaces with me. That I was too plain, too common for him to even talk to me. I sighed and started getting up. My legs throbbed in pain when I sat on the couch to make my way out.

"You shouldn't get up, Isabella. How are you feeling?" His voice was smooth

"I´m ok, I guess." I stared down at my hands

"You had quite a fall there." He mused.

Now that he mentioned, I do remember falling but I didn´t remember touching the ground or the fence beneath me. I did remember seeing a white blur and then hitting something hard, something that huffed? And then I remember seeing his face so tense. I remembered his cold breath, and the sensation of his skin touching mine. Felt like thousands of shocks sending electric jolts through my body.

"I´m sorry" I dropped my head

"Don´t be" I looked at him, he looked confused, or like trying to solve a big puzzle. Maybe it was just annoyance.

"I-I won't bother you anymore. Good night Edward" I stood up and started leaving, I had a bit of a hard time standing straight but I could manage it.

"Would you like me to help you up?" He said not moving from his chair. Just being polite I figured.

"No, I think I can make it, and… I´m sorry" I tried to make my way up but my body shut down on the first pair of steps. I closed my eyes in frustration and felt my legs being lifted off the ground. It felt like flying.

I opened my mouth to say something but the dark look in his eyes warned me to be quiet. I didn´t move, I was perfectly frozen in his arms. He made his way through my room and settled me in bed. I almost didn´t have time to thank him as he was already making his way out. His generosity that day almost made me forget how rude he was sending that note, but the days that followed proved me wrong.

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