I layed her down gently on the dusty old white mattress with it's chipped metal white frame. I hated how filthy it was and I hated that I had to lay her there, but there was no other place - I would order a better bed for her tomorrow or sometime soon.

She was so beutiful in her sleep, even if it was to dark for me to really appreciate her beauty fully. Her skin was icy white and perfect - I bet it was as smooth as silk to, and her form was so delicate - like butterfly wings and glass. Her lips were plump and called to me, especially the bottom one - I wanted to bite it, taste it, feel it and kiss it, but no - I would at least wait for her to wake. I looked at her gentle lids, wishing they would open so I could take her and see her beautiful fawn colored eyes. Her wavy mahogany hair wrapped around her frail heart shaped face and fell over her delicate shoulders and the top of her breast. I stood there for sometime, taking her in with my eyes and imagining all the things I could do to her, until she steered a bit.

"Such beautiful green eyes,"She mumbled and I suddenly wondered who she was dreaming about, an intense wave of jealousy and frustration coming over her at the idea of not being able to tell who she was thinking about in her sleep. She hummed for a second and then blushed in her sleep."Such a gentleman." She suddenly frowned and moved over agian. "You're not the same as before..."her soft curious voice quieted at the end.

"You're not, you couldn't be."She gasped and curled into a slight ball and held her wrist for some reason."You're a vampire." her breath caught. Vampire? Green eyes? Could she be...? Was she dreaming about me? How did she know?

"I wouldn't want that, I much prefer what you did do."The girl commented and I was completely lost."You shouldn't of killed them."She corrected as though she was simply teaching a child not to take too many cookies, just the same, it felt like I'd been whipped, yet she didn't sound scared, angry, or even disgusted. That could still change as soon as she woke up though.

"What's your name?"She asked politely and I answered without a thought.

"Edward,"I doubt she would hear me in her unconscious state, but to my surprise she did.

"Edward,"she repeated in the sweetest most appealing voice and my dead heart fluttered - my name had never sounded better and I loved the way it rolled off her tongue and sounded on her plump pink lips.

"What's your name?"I choked out hoping a little too much for her to answer.

"Bella,"she sighed and then went silent.

"Bella,"I repeated in awe,"My beautiful Bella."I liked the sound of that. Her name fit so perfectly. I played with it for the rest of the night.

The sun had risen and it was 7 o'clock, Bella finally began to stir. She was even more beutiful in sunlight. Gorgeous red bits were reviled in her hair and there was a faint pink undertone to her skin that made her look so soft and warm - I craved her more than ever. She had such silky smooth, powdery looking angelic skin - it was perfect. She had the most adorable scowl on her face as her tiny brows furrowed and her deliciously plump pink bottom lip jutted out. I wanted so badly to taste it! It was driving me insane! Her tiny fingers clung to the pillow edge right beside her head as she curled into herself even more and then groaned as she stretched back out. She reminded me of a kitten.

I sped away and hide in the closet as silly as it sounds, I wanted to see what she'd do first. I watched as realization dawned on her and she went stiff for a moment before stretching out the rest of the way and sliding of the bed with a half drowsy, half watchful look on her face. She waited a moment, looking around the room and for a second I thought she saw me because she stared intently at the cracked open closet door, straight into my eyes and my dead heart fluttered, before looking away and shaking her head. Finally she decided to get up.

Was she leaving me? Why did she shake her head? Did she see me? Did she know I was here? What is she thinking? I wondered.

I followed her a second after she exited the room and entered the hallway. Listening to her light footfall and strong heart and when I focused enough, I could hear the rush of blood through her veins. She wandered into the living room and headed towards the kitchen eagerly.

Was she hungry? I should've thought about that! I'm already holding her hostage, I could at least feed her!

She walked over to the sink where a see through plastic cup sat and began rinsing it before filling it up again and guzzling it down. She sighed in contentment.

Why was she so thirsty?

Bella filled it up once again and turned around - I hide behind the hallway.

"You can come out now Edward, I know you're there."She called and a wave of shock passed through me as I purred at her calling my name while awake."I'm ready to talk."