My eyes shot open and I jerked my body up painfully. I peered around the room slowly. Jacob leaned casually against the staircase, his head slumped downward and his hands crossed against his chest. His chest rose and fell rhythmically.
I looked at his muscles and the constant sheen of sweat that lingered on his skin. My eyes traced the rough beauty of his figure slowly. My body was beginning to burn again, I felt so desiccated. I snarled trying to leap forward. I wanted him, I wanted his blood. My eyes clouded red, in what had to have been a blood induced thirst. Jacob's head snapped up, scrutinizing my behavior. I leapt forward again, with more force, but the chains held me fast against the wall.
"Bella," he sighed pushing him off the stair case. He had on no shirt, like usual, just a pair of sweat pants. His skin was so appealing, so delicious to look at. I wanted it, I wanted to sink my teeth into him and feel his warmth. He took a few steps forward to my delight, but he stopped short of my reach. He was unwilling to come any closer.
I snarled in anger and pulled against my shackles. Where was my vampire strength? Why could I not free myself!? "Let me go!" I screamed in exhaustion. The chains rattled loudly in the otherwise silent basement. Jacob lowered himself down into a crouch. His brows furrowed and he frowned. "Jacob, please let me go, I'm so thirsty," I pleaded, my eyes full of fury, it gave me away. I wanted him.
He shook his head and closed his eyes. "Bella, why did you let them do this to you?" He began pacing back and forth. He stopped and stared at me for a moment, then continued to pace. "Sam is going to kill me for keeping you here, on reservation land, by myself," he prattled on, chastising himself for even laying eyes on me. "And the smell," he continued, "the smell is the worse, you smell like rotten flowers now!" He threw his arms in exasperation.
"Jacob, please, if I don't feed, I'll go crazy. I'll rip these out of the wall and start killing people, please Jacob!" I begged him. I knew the truth though, it didn't matter if I feed now or later, I was going to kill whatever came into my path. I was enraged, I was thirsty, I was a newborn, and I would not stop.
"You think I'm crazy Bella?!" He jumped forward putting his hands hard on my shoulders, pinning me against the wall. I snapped at him trying to get hold of something in this proximity. His body was pressed against mine, and again I felt the burning inside me again. It started in my chest and began to crawl outward. He was whispering now, his face dangerously close to mine. "I know you exist in there somewhere, and I will not let you destroy whatever part of you is left. You are NOT a monster Bells, you're not." He pulled himself away from me in a short backward leap, out of my reach before I could move.
"Jacob, I'm thirsty, please," My body was burning underneath my skin. I scratched vigorously at my hands, but my nails didn't even leave a mark. I moaned and wrapped my arms around myself, sinking onto my knees. A noise was coming from my throat, it was guttural and loud. My face was strained and hard. I was crying, with no tears. Vampires could cry, but it was so painful.
"Jacob," I whispered. "Where are the Cullens, where's Edward?"