Chapter 2 E.P.O.V.
What a miserable fucking day, today had been. I stared out the window at the downpour of rain, my hand running through my mass of bronze hair. My family and I had just moved back to our residence, outside of Port Angeles. My mother Esme`, adored this house. It was a sprawling mass of rooms, spanning over four levels, with the utmost modern design and fittings. Everything was so light and open, glass and mirrors everywhere. I watched my brother Emmett and his wife Rosalie tackling each other on the lawn, not caring about the rain or mud. I rubbed my jaw absent mindedly, as my phone went off again. I snarled as I saw Tanya's name on the caller ID. I had ignored her calls for an entire day now, and felt like telling her to go to hell... I snapped open my cell fiercely, having to be careful not to break the damn thing. "What do you want Tanya?" I said rudely, pinching the skin between my brows. "Edward... I'm, I'm so so sorry, please listen to me, and let me explain...' she begged. "There is nothing to explain Tanya, I came home and found you in bed with a fucking human...end of story...goodbye!" I snapped the cell shut and threw it across the room, where it shattered against the wall into tiny fragments.
Until yesterday, my family and I were living in Alaska with the Denali coven. My father, Carlisle, had a great job at the local hospital, Esme` had her interior design business booming that my sister Alice helped her with, her husband Jasper ran a mechanic shop with Emmett and Rosalie, and I was playing the stock market, reading the minds of the business men I worked with and stealing their inside information. Yes, I admit I am arrogant and self absorbed, but so are the rest of my kind, it's a common trait found in vampires. Tanya Denali had been the bane of my existence for the last 50 years. She was attractive, but she was the most self absorbed vampire I had ever met, even more so than my sister in law Rosalie, which was saying something. Tanya and her sisters had a thing for human men, but Tanya had been dying for my attention over the last 50 years and because I was bored and lonely I gave in. We mucked around a lot and had great sex, but she was too vain for my liking, I was vain enough as it was. To come home and find her in bed with a human, was the last straw... she was vampire, she would have heard us, sensed us arriving home, she did it on purpose, to get a reaction out of me... We fought too much anyway, she was always demanding more gifts and money, and she was running me ragged.
And so here we are back in Port Angeles, trying to return to a normal existence. Humans annoyed me; I had never taken an interest or liking in them. Our family fed on animal blood to survive. It was nutritious and gave us energy for weeks. The only thing I had to do with humans was business and that was it... I heard my sister Alice running up the stairs lightly... "Edward...can I come in...' she asked softly from behind my door... "Yes of course you can..." she stepped in timidly, and crossed the room to me quickly... "I heard your conversation, are you ok?" she asked. Alice and Esme` were the sweetest loveliest vampires. It was very rare to find a vampire with a compassionate nature. "I'm fine Alice; I just wish the bitch would leave me alone..." I muttered, as I plonked onto my leather sitting sofa... "Would you like to come hunting tonight?" she smiled at me... I pulled my slim silver, cigarette lighter out of my suit pocket and started playing with it... "No I don't think so; I think I'd like to be alone tonight..." I lit up one of my favourite brands of Cuban cigars and inhaled on it deeply... tilting my head back and letting the smoke swirl around... the flavour was amazing. She shrugged her shoulders and skipped out the door.
Later that night after my family left to go hunting, I opened a bottle of scotch and poured myself a drink. Scotch was my favourite alcohol, it warmed my insides. I swirled the liquid in my mouth before swallowing it and then started thinking of Tanya again... "Fuck!" I muttered to myself, why I couldn't I get her out of my head. I knew why, she had bruised my ego... I needed to get it back...
I grabbed my long black trench coat and headed down to the garage. Within seconds I was speeding along the highway in my gorgeous black Jag and headed to downtown Port Angeles. I walked the busy crowded streets and watched the intoxicated humans' stumbling along the pavement...It was a Friday night, the busiest night in Port Angeles. I went from bar to bar, watching the intoxicated females stare after me, in fear and lust. I smirked at their stupidity as they had no idea how dangerous I could really be...as I was walking along to the next bar I spotted a group of drunken men stumbling off to a side street, I tuned into their thoughts and realised they were on a bachelor party... and heading to a strip club... I don't know what made me follow them but I was intrigued... I paid the bouncer the $20 cover charge and followed the drunken men into the dim lighted bar. There were men everywhere, most of them crammed at the bar stools that lined the stage. I made my way over to the stage and sat down on one of the stools. A waitress came up to me and I ordered a scotch on the rocks. She was mesmerised by me, I felt myself smirk as I realised how attractive these females thought I was. The dancers were nothing special; I had never been attracted to a human female...
Two of the dancers had come over to me and were starting to play with each other. A huge roar of approval sounded from the human men... I lit my cigar and leaned back on my chair, bored by their pathetic attempts, when they realised I wasn't paying them attention, they backed off, crestfallen.
It was then that I saw her... the most glorious creature I had ever laid eyes on... she was stunning. Her hair was long and thick, swirling around her face. Her deep chocolate eyes melted right through me, her face was perfect and her lips were plump. My eyes travelled down her body, their extra sharp vision appreciating her creamy skin and full bust, her stomach was tiny and flat, her hips curvaceous and legs were well toned... Holy shit... what had just happened? I found myself getting aroused by just looking at her... I sipped on my scotch and leant back in my chair, my head tilting back as I puffed on my cigar, a huge smirk playing on my lips... I was intoxicated by her... but she was human... I tried to read her thoughts but I couldn't? My expression turned into an unreadable mask, as I concentrated again... damn it! Why can't I read her? I have to know what she's thinking!
For two agonising hours I watched her twirl and dip as she slid against the pole. I wanted to be that pole, I Imagined doing all sorts of wonderful things to her, hearing her scream my name in ecstasy... get a grip Edward, get a grip, I told myself. I downed Scotch after scotch, as I wanted her to be mine, I wanted to know everything about her, where she was from, and did she have a boyfriend, husband? I needed to know, but her mind was like a sealed vault, I couldn't get in...I beckoned to her slowly as I leant forward on the bar, my best seductive face staring into her eyes. She gulped slightly and walked over to me seductively... her tiny heart was hammering away... afraid or excited? I couldn't tell... I stared into her beautiful brown eyes and ever so slowly placed my index finger on her collar bone, she shivered at my cold touch, and I cursed myself internally for not trying to warm my hands first. I traced a line down her amazing cleavage and her flat, hard stomach until my hand came to a rest on her lace garter belt, I slowly felt around in my pocket with my freehand and pulled all of my cash out and stuck it in her garter belt... I wanted to give her everything... this tiny, frail and sexy human everything I had... I closed my eyes and my breathing became laboured as I inhaled her beautiful, floral scent and tried to commit it to memory... My eyes snapped open as I realised that everyone was watching us and I had forgotten where I was. Her face was awestruck as she took in my appearance .I sipped the scotch and then inhaled deeply again, her scent too much for me to handle. My hands shook as I crushed the glass in my hand, sending ice and glass spraying everywhere. "Watch it!' a few men mumbled, I stared at her for a split second longer and then was out the door in a flash... What had I just done? I ran around to the back parking lot and put my hands on my knees to steady myself... I was still shaking... 'Oh my god" I moaned as I remembered her intoxicating scent, it was such a turn on... I wanted to touch her again...feel every inch of her... my finger was still tingling from the intense electricity that came off her skin. My mind was on overdrive, ticking over every second I had spent in that bar... I heard a scream and my head shot up as I saw her in the parking lot... I stepped behind the corner of the building so she wouldn't see me... "Star" I heard the man calling her... she seemed to know him... my fists clenched as I debated whether to protect her from the overweight man... was I jealous? When had I ever been jealous... I watched intently as he handed her a bouquet of roses! "What the fuck?" I said to myself...my body trembled as I wanted to rip the overweight man's head off... she was getting into her car... she didn't seem interested... "I'll sort him out for you, if he comes back again..." said the man as she backed out of the parking lot and sped away... I laughed harshly as I tried to picture the overweight man "sorting me out..."
"Oh I'll be back again..." I said fiercely as I walked slowly back to where I had parked my car... my thoughts wholly centred on the beautiful girl I was determined to make mine...