I was listening to Coldplay and got some more ideas, so you can thank Chris Martin and his band for another update today ;)

Thank you so much for all the lovely reviews for the last chapter! We made it past 15 reviews, woop! Even the smiley faces make ME smile! :D

This story is based off the song 'Bittersweet' by Ellie Goulding. It's on the Breaking Dawn Part 2 album - amazing song.

I have no Beta, so all mistakes are fixed by me as best as I can.

Disclaimer - I own no rights to Twilight or it's characters, which saddens me.

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When the morning breaks us,

Oh your touch, so bittersweet,

Baby don't forget my name,

When the morning breaks us

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Chapter 4 - Bella POV

The darkness was painless and beautiful. I could feel nothing - absolutely nothing. And I liked it. If it was up to me, I would never wake up again, but part of my brain knew there was something waiting for me at the end of the tunnel; I just could not remember what it was right now.

It felt as though I was floating on a pillowy, black cloud of nothingness. Figures moved around in the darkness, but I couldn't focus on them properly. I gave up.

I thought I felt myself smiling dreamily and then lost myself again in the soothing black cloud.

What seemed like millenniums later, I began the slow and torturous process of trying to wake up from my induced sleep. It was extremely difficult and every time my eyelids tried to open, they were clamped shut by an invisible weight.

I kept hearing a familiar voice somewhere, but I couldn't focus properly. It began to annoy me incredibly. Some part of me felt completely numb; it felt like my feet.

As I began to get more feeling into my limbs and mind, I felt a soft hand touch my forehead, blocking the blinding light.

"Bella…Come on Bella, wake up…. I'm here, it's alright, shhh," The soft, velvet voice uttered into my ear.

Then it came to me.

Edward.

My captor and the man who had stolen my heart completely. I wanted so badly to just flick open my eyes and look at him, but I couldn't. Not yet, I needed a few more minutes.

"Come on love…easy, take it slowly," He coaxed me gently. His hands stroked my forehead and hair and it felt so good. I flexed my fingers and tried once again to lift my lids, succeeding a bit more this time.

"Good girl, easy now," He whispered, with anxiety in his beautiful voice.

Finally, after a long hard, internal battle, I managed to pry my eyelids back all the way.

Chocolate brown met emerald green instantly and my breath caught in my throat at how gorgeous they were. Edward's face lit up in a breathtaking smile as he gazed at me with happiness sparkling in his bright orbs.

"Hello there, at long last my sweet," He said softly and sat down beside me instead of crouching over me. I attempted a smile, but it came out sloppy. He chuckled at this and slid his fingers down my healed cheeks.

"Your feet are all mended and you might feel woozy for a day or two," He said, sounding like a true doctor. I almost laughed, but it was like all the energy had been pumped out of me. I could barely change my facial emotions.

"Um…water…please?" I croaked groggily, too tired to care if I was ordering my master around. Edward nodded at once and went over to the cabinet near the lavatory door.

He poured some water into a small china cup from a pitcher and brought it over to me. He climbed onto the large bed with me and lifted my shoulders gently into one of his arms.

He leaned across me and brought the cup to my lips. I couldn't believe how gentle this Hooligan-beast was now being.

He handled me as though I was a fragile china doll that posh young girls had sitting on their mantelpieces. I felt so loved, so cared for; more than I had than ever before.

My father was not the 'caring' and 'embracing' type, but at least I knew he had loved me.

Had loved you. He's now dead because of the monster lying beside you, feeding you a pack of lies. The crueler part of my mind told me, narrowing it's eyes at my foolish behavior of trusting a Hooligan - the people we were taught to fear all our lives.

"Here darling, drink up - you need to regain a lot of the strength you lost whilst asleep," His doctor voice returned. I giggled weakly and sipped thirstily at the soothing, cool water. It felt wonderful sliding down my parched throat and taking all the dryness away with it. Edward watched me intently as I gulped down the last of the water and licked my lips in satisfaction.

"Good?" He said, amused. I nodded enthusiastically. "You will need to eat a small meal later, okay?" He commanded lightly. Again, I nodded. I looked down at my white bandaged feet for the first time since I woke up.

It was not the most adoring sight in the world, but it was not as bad as I had anticipated. I had expected pain and blood and gore.

Edward took my hands in his once more and stroked each of my slender fingers in turn.

This reminded me of one time in my childhood that Jacob had taken my hand and told me that one day - "A pretty, sparkly ring would sit atop the third finger of my right hand," I whispered to myself. This was mere child's play, but I had remembered it all my life wishing - and hoping that one day - a man really would put a ring on my finger.

"What?" Edward asked, my thoughts snapping away instantly. I immediately blushed and looked down.

"Nothing of importance," I mumbled, flushing a darker shade of red. He lifted my chin up with his fingers, trapping me in his powerful gaze.

"Tell me. I want to know every one of your thoughts," He murmured, stunning me once again with his kind, thoughtful words. I shook my head 'no' and buried my face into his side before I realized what I had done.

I had defied his order. I snapped my body up and whimpered. Edward looked at me with a thoughtful look.

"I…I'm so so sorry master! Please, please do not punish me, it was but an accident!" I said in a frightened voice, begging him with my eyes not to hurt me. Edward frowned and reached his other arm around me and pulled me closer.

A small, frightened sound escaped me as Edward pulled me over to look at him.

"Bella," He whispered into my hair "I will not harm you anymore my love. Please, call me Edward?" He said as he brought his dark cloak around my trembling body. I began to sob into his black-fabric chest and he stroked my tresses of hair soothingly.

"Shh darling, shh," He calmed me. "You are safe now, love," He promised. Love. That was the moment I realized something. I was in love with Edward. Edward, who was a Hooligan. Who had murdered the people I had loved and treasured. Who had hurt my pride and my body, but mended my feet and soothed me when needed. I was so confused and disoriented by this discovery.

Please Lord, help me through this. Help me to forgive Edward and show him how much he now means to me. He is all I have left, I beg of you.

Praying had never done me any good in the past, so I did not comprehend why I was doing it now. I certainly did not want to lose Edward - he was my last chance at happiness in this world. I had no one else to turn to.

"Edward…I…I am so very sorry," I mumbled "I am new at this, please be patient," I sniffled like a child. He stroked my face lovingly and pulled me ever closer to his face…and supple looking, rosy lips.

"Oh darling," He whispered "When will you learn that you are a guest now?" He said in a broken whisper "You may leave if you wish, but…I would be at a loss without you. I want to pursue my feelings for you, my desire to have you near me," He continued "I have never felt such feelings for any woman. I was beginning to think there was something wrong with me mentally, having never been attracted to a female before you," His voice was so sad and lonely. I wrapped my arms around his muscular neck and held his head close.

He seemed shocked by my gesture of comfort but hesitantly embraced me after a few moments. It felt so good, so natural to be with him like this with no prying eyes.

"How can you embrace me like this? I am the monster that has stripped your whole life away from you, your family and friends…I am worth nothing more than dirt on a shoe," He sighed and shook his head. I took his glorious face in both my hands and instantly felt powerful.

"Edward do not utter such things!" I scolded gently "I do not wish to leave you, so do not panic," I smiled slightly, "You are worth so much when you are caring and thoughtful like you have been to me this past day," I told him truthfully, "I…I have feelings for you too, and I would not mind if we acted on them, together - slowly," I asked him, looking him straight in the eye, biting my lip lightly.

His lips turned up into a heart-melting smile that made me wonder why he was bothering with such a plain person such as myself when he could possibly have anyone he wanted.

He chuckled and pulled my lip from my teeth gently "That sounds like an excellent plan," He murmured into my ear. "Now, may I try something?" He asked sweetly. I smiled and nodded my consent.

A predatory look came into his green eyes and I gulped immediately. He smiled playfully and pulled my head down to crash my lips to his in a searing kiss.

It started off slowly, his soft lips caressing mine, but it soon became a hungry, frenzied need from both of us. He groaned as my hips involuntarily moved on his lower part and he growled into my mouth.

"My lord Bella, you are a perfect, alluring, sweet creature. I swear to God your body should be a bloody sin," He snarled and gripped my shapely hips roughly, showing his dominance. I giggled innocently and pressed my lips down harder on his.

I was suddenly flipped over onto my back, but carefully as to avoid damage to my still bandaged feet.

Edward climbed on top of me, pinning me down with his hands and smirked. I knew where this was going, even though I was not wed and that was a terrible sin…but my body was yearning for Edward's bittersweet touch on my skin. He seemed to sense my needs and ran his hands up and down my sides, making me shiver and moan wantonly.

"Do you like that, my little Bella?" He mumbled smugly against the skin of my upper breasts on top of the fabric that covered them. My back arched slightly into his muscular chest.

His eyes came up to mine and trapped me again. They were serious this time "Bella, I vitally need to know this is truly what you want," He asked quietly "I will offer myself to you, but I need to be sure you want this. I would never dream of forcefully harming and claiming a woman, let alone a maiden," He smirked devilishly. I blushed furiously as he began to hum against my skin.

"I am waiting for an answer, my petal," He smiled against the pale skin of my neck. I gasped at the sensation and flushed darker than before.

"I…how did you know I am a maiden?" I mumbled, embarrassed. He laughed merrily.

"My dear, it is obvious by your sweet innocence and your lovely blush that you have never been at the hands of a man in fornicating," He smirked triumphantly when my blush spread to my neck and shoulders. I gulped loudly.

"Then take me Edward. Claim me. Make me yours, only yours," I whispered brazenly, my blush still spreading.

"Oh my sweet Bella, you have no idea what you have gotten into," He smiled an evil smile before he began to shred the top half of my dress.

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Well well well! Sorry about the cliffy, but the lemon will be continued…IF you get the review count up to 20 *evil laugh*

You know what to do ;)