Edward's POV
I stalked down the street, smelling the sweet scent. I could smell a girl, walking home from the bookshop. It was late, the stars were out, and the sky was clear of any clouds. The moon was letting some light shine over the streets, but I didn't need it, I could see perfectly fine without it.
She turned into an alleyway and I followed, faster. She sped up and so did I, even though I could catch her before she knew it, the chase was...invigorating. I turned the corner and stopped. There she was, my beautiful, sweet smelling human. I couldn't wait to taste her. Vemon pooled in my mouth as she slowed down and came to a stop. Perfect.
Then I pounced.
I went straight for her throat. A voice in the back of my head was telling me this was wrong, but I ignored it. I could hear my family catching up with me. No wonder, Alice was probably leading them. But I couldn't let this girl go. Her blood was exquisite. I needed more. I needed more...
I was ripped away from her by Emmett. I struggled to get back, now her blood was everywhere, I could smell it. I could still taste it. I craved it. It was...delicious. There wasn't a word to describe it. I shook my head as Emmett pulled me further away, across the street, into the forest. Now I couldn't smell her blood anymore and I was in utter shock. How could I do this to a poor teenage girl? Who still had her life to live? She had dreams and hopes and I stole them away from her. I am a monster…A cruel violent blood thirsty monster…
I could hear them from over here. Alice and Carlisle were holding her down, Esme was whispering to her and Jasper was standing off to one side, probably controlling everybody's bloodlust. Rosalie appeared next to us, glaring at me. Emmett was still restraining me, although I didn't need it anymore. This would live with me for centuries. I would never forget how I killed an innocent girl, because I was weak.
Carlisle picked her up, and everybody started moving in the direction of home. We were following at a distance, Rosalie and Emmett whispering to each other. Emmett still had one hand on me in case I went for her again. I wouldn't. I was too horrified by what I'd done. Everybody started running, and Emmett evidently didn't trust me, as he slung me over one shoulder and ran after them. Something must be wrong with the girl.
And it was all my fault.
We arrived at our house, to see that girl on the dining room table. Emmett put me down on the floor and I walked over to the table. She wasn't bleeding anymore, but Emmett still didn't let me go. Suddenly, everyone backed away from the girl and watched her with curious eyes. I didn't need Jasper's talent to feel the growing tension creeping up around everyone.
Suddenly, the girl pushed herself off the ground and looked around with bright red horror struck eyes…I didn't blame her. I would look at myself like that too. I didn't deserve to live. Jasper shot a look at me, feeling my despair. I barely noticed as me and the girl made eye contact and she cowered away from me. She had brown hair with red through it. Such pure, pale skin covered her body beautifully, a vampire is beautiful but her beauty is more than that…There's something there…Suddenly, I wanted only to protect her. But I did this to her.
She still looked so tiny and fragile like a human. Her skin looked like it would break easily and more of her warm, red blood would pour out. I could still taste it in my mouth. I wanted more. I started towards her, until Emmett pulled me back and Jasper sent a wave of calm around everybody, particularly me and her.
She's very afraid, Edward…Terrified even. She doesn't understand anything…I heard from Jasper. I chuckled humourlessly.
"I don't blame her. Look at what I did to her." I turned around and left the room. I could still hear their thoughts towards her.
Poor thing! Just look at her! Oh, I just want to go up cradle her in my arms and tell her everything will be alright…Esme thought lovingly.
"W-who are y-you?" She stuttered. Her voice was beautiful. Just like the rest of her. I wanted her. I punched a hole through the hall door.
"I am Carlisle, and this is my family." Carlisle was the first to speak up.
"What's…Wh-what's wrong with me?" She asked, her voice shaking. Jasper chose to act then and sent more calm towards her and at me whilst Carlisle spoke again.
"What's your name?"
"Bella…Bella Swan," She added, a little more calmly. As calm as you can get when you're attacked by a monster that turned you into a soulless blood sucking creature that's damned for an eternity. Another hole appeared in the door.
"Why don't we let Jasper explain?" Carlisle nodded at Jasper and he stepped forwards. Everybody else cleared out the room and walked silently past me.
Nice going. A thought stabbed at me.
Monster.
