Bella couldn't say anything. Some part of her knew it was Alice, but an even larger part was screaming to run. To scream. To anything. This girl was dangerous. There was something unsettling about the way she moved, and talked, and felt.

And above all else, she was in her room in the middle of the night.

There was no way, though. How could she have scaled that tree and gotten into her window? She was so small. Why would she want to do it anyway? They had never even spoken to each other. This beautiful girl, to Bella, may just be a monster.

"I'm sure you're confused, but I'm frustrated too. Just…say something. Please." Alice said in her normal cool tone. Although the words were pleading, her voice never broke.

Her wrists still burned from the tight grip, which only begged her wondering how Alice could be so strong as to hold her like that. Bella's instincts were choosing flight over fight on this one.

She moved to run, but before she even took her first step, Alice was blocking the way. But that wasn't possible, she had been on the other side of the room. Bella saw her there. There was no way she could cross the room that quickly.

"Please don't make me hold you down again." She said. Bella found her voice…sexy.

Her mouth opened and shut and then opened again but shut. She was still mortified and her body was in defense mode.

Their eyes were locked on each other for a moment, and then Alice let hers fall to Bella's neck. Her cold fingers brushed her warm skin, making Bella shiver. Alice laughed quietly and shortly at that.

"So sensitive. So breakable." Her fingers dragged to Bella's collarbone, "Your body is telling you no right now, right? It shakes to keep you warm, and makes adrenaline to help you run, but you can't ever run fast enough. The thing nature doesn't understand about me is that I'm not natural. Your body's natural defenses are supposed to protect you, but they can't. Everything I do is stronger, faster. Somewhere, I know you know that. Don't you? You think I'm dangerous." Bella scrambled. She didn't know what Alice was talking about, but she didn't like to be called "breakable." She did not like feeling like she was the lamb.

"No." she replied.

"Don't lie." Alice said with a sort of all knowingness.

Bella's silence was all the answer that was required.

Alice returned her gaze to Bella's eyes. Her hand fell back to her side. It looked like she was trying very hard to find something in Bella.

"I don't want you to be afraid of me, but you should be."

"Why?" Bella asked. This why was not only a "why should I be afraid," it was begging for all of the unanswered questions to be explained. Why was she here, in her room; why did her eyes change color; why was she so cold; how was she so strong?

"If I tell you, then you definitely will be." She said with finality.

"What do you want? Why are you here?" Bella asked.

"I've never been blocked out like this. I don't know what you're going to do."

"What?"

"You are different. I don't know why, but you are. It's really very frustrating. I thought maybe if I got closer to you, in your own space, then it would help but still, nothing."

"I don't understand..."

"I know. But I can't explain-"

"I need you to. How did you get in here? How are you strong enough to hold me down like that?" Alice looked afraid then; like she had made a mistake and been caught in it. "Please just…tell me."

"I can't." she said. Bella was preparing to counter when Alice took a step towards her. It was very slow and intentional, giving her the opportunity to stop her, but she didn't take it. She took another step, this time faster, and then a few more that seemed too fast to be possible, but, Bella remembered, she was very tired. Everything she saw was probably exaggerated.

Alice was closer than Bella should have allowed, and while her body said no, her mind said yes, absolutely. She took a step towards her.

"Don't move." Alice said, "Please." Something in her voice was raw and terrifying, but so attractive. Bella did what she was told. She did not want to cross Alice, small as she may be.

Alice was close enough to touch Bella now. Her palms gently, almost carefully, touched Bella's hips. Alice's eyes darted to Bella's as if for permission, and Bella nodded, lifting her arms to drape them on her shoulders.

"No, just don't move." Again, Bella did exactly what she was told, although she didn't understand.

Alice pushed her hips into Bella's, and backed her into the wall quietly. She was staring at her own hands like she was getting up the nerve to do something and couldn't look Bella in the eye. Bella was overwhelmed by how quickly the situation had changed, and how unlikely it all was, but one thing was certain: this Alice, so cold and strange, was like frozen fire, branding Bella with her eyes, her touch, and Bella only wanted more.

Bella put her hands on Alice's upper arm and dragged them slowly until they were resting on top of the hands that held her. Alice went to tell her to stay still, but her eyes rolled back in her head at Bella's touch, effectively silencing her. Bella pulled her hard in one jerk, and while the girl was solid as a rock, she closed that final gap between their bodies. There they stood, pressed against each other again, but this time consensual.

Bella loved how firm Alice's body was. It made her feel safe, and trapped, but extremely right. Alice blazed a trail with her eyes from Bella's hips, up her chest, her neck, and finally right into her dark chocolate eyes that were begging. Alice slowly tilted her head, never breaking that eye contact, brought herself up on her toes, and brushed her lips against the skin of Bella's neck. Her grip on her hips tightened, almost too much, as the rock hard and ice cold lips scorched Bella's neck, up and down, and up and down. Bella thought she would scream, and then Alice exhaled, and suddenly her legs weren't holding her up anymore. They completely gave out, and Alice was supporting her entire weight, not even moving her hands, in the same instant like she didn't weigh a thing at all. Bella was so lost in pleasure that she didn't even push the topic, though, as her head lolled back to allow Alice more room for her magic lips.

Her breath was hot and her lips were cold, and Bella was like a limp rag doll, unable to move or speak from the sensations this strange girl could make her feel. She could have stayed like that forever, never getting tired or overwhelmed by Alice's touches, but then she pulled away. Bella could finally catch her breath, but she didn't want it. She desperately searched the other woman's eyes, but they were pained, and then, in the blink of an eye, Bella was alone again in her room.