AN: Hey guys! How are you? So sorry about not updating sooner. I won't lie. I am a lazy person. I'm actually doing this on my spring break. I think I should just write my chapters in advance so that you guys won't have to wait as long for updates. Anyways, my computer is in the shop so I'm writing this chapter in my phone. How fun! Note the sarcasm.
BPOV:
His. I'm not his. I'm am my own individual person. I look into Edward's emerald eyes hoping I'll find some sign that he was joking. Nope no sign that he was joking. Great, you find friends in Forks, the most boring place in the history of the world FYI, and one of them appears to have some problem with not knowing people are not things. Good job, Bella. "Bella...I think it time you and I have a talk." Edward says. No, shit Sherlock. Edward pulled me into an empty classroom WITHOUT looking to make sure someone wasn't watching us. Yea, that's a good idea pull a young girl into a empty classroom and don't check to make sure no one is watching. Who taught him to be sneaky because they didn't do a good job...at all.
EPOV:
I pull Bella into one of the spare classrooms. What do I say to her? I mean I don't want to scare her off. She wouldn't get very far though before I brought her back to me. She looked at me with those big innocent eyes. She wanted answers, and I didn't want to give them. I decided that at this point I might as well tell her the truth. "Bella, you're mine. Plain and simple. You will always be mine. One day we will get married and have children...many many children. You won't run from me because I will find you. You will love me, and in return I will love and cherish you." She looked at me angrily. I thought about what I said and realized I probably could have watered that down a bit.
BPOV:
WTH is wrong with him. I am NOT a possession I am a person. I will not marry him and gave children with that psychopath. Not now, now ever. "Are you out of your dang mind. I'm not a possession. How dare you try to control me like that! I am not your, and I never will be."
EPOV:
I didn't like the way she spoke to me. She WAS mine. I would do anything to keep her even if that meant hurting those close to her. "Bella, I would seriously reconsider considering the fact that lives are at stake." "Wh-What are yo-you talking a-about?" She stammered. "My love, I know you've heard the rumors concerning the Cullen family. Her big brown beautiful eyes widened. She knew which rumors I was talking about. The rumors all said the same thing...the Cullen's were dangerous, and you didn't fuck with them because if you did you would be dead within the hour along with your loved ones. "If you don't cooperate with me, I will be forced to kill everyone you have ever come into contact with." Tears leaked out of her eyes. I hated seeing her cry, but it was necessary for us to be happy in the future. I would do anything to ensure that future. Anything at all.
BPOV:
I got dressed in a rush. I had woken up late, and Edward would be here to pick me up for school very soon. After he threatened me 2 weeks ago, we became a couple. It wasn't actually that bad being Edward's girlfriend I mean. He treated me well despite having threatened everyone I loved a couple of weeks ago. He treated me like a princess and I have to admit that I even started to enjoy being his girlfriend. I heard the sound of Edward's Volvo pull into my driveway, and I ran downstairs. I heard a knock just as I reached the last stair. "Coming!" I yelled. When I opened the door, I was meet by the sight of my handsome boyfriend. I smiled my prettiest smile at him only to be met with a frown...oh no what did I do this time?
EPOV:
"What's wrong, Edward?" My love asked. Bless her she actually didn't know what she was wearing showed entirely too much skin. "Change, now." I command her. A look of utter confusion cover her gorgeous face. "Change, now." I repeat. "Your outfit shows too much skin and I don't want anyone looking at that much of you except for me. I thought my baby would change without complaint. I was wrong. "No, I like my outfit." She protested. Hmmm, while I like the fact that my baby was standing up for herself, she needed to understand that I knew what was best for her, and she should listen to me. "Baby, I understand that; trust me I do, but you have to understand that I don't want anyone to see that much of you." "No, I should be able to wear what I want. I can take care of myself and make my own decisions. I just wish you would respect that. That was it she will obey me. She will. I must punish her.
