I'm terrible honestly...I write so far ahead of myself... *shakes head*

The Cullen's will be in this story breifly, but your not going to like it...thats all im saying...although you can probably guess what happened....

When I returned to the apartment she was still asleep on the sofa, it took me a few seconds to realise that the things I had bought needed to be out away, but I was enthralled by her.

It was good that I had all the typical kitchen appliances, living in a fully furnished home has its benefits; I loaded the fridge, and cupboards and stocked the bathroom. I was stuffing the pillows in the pillow cases when I heard her stand, her feet shuffled around on the wooden floor and I could hear her breathing. Once I had finished my task, which took a little longer than necessary due to the fact I was trying to monitor her every movement, I walked into the doorway separating the kitchen area and the living area.

She was standing by the wall, her head craned up to the books that were held on my shelves, the messy row of leather and plastic had her smiling. She was stunning, her face lit up as she inspected my literature, I couldn't help but smile back at her.

"My mother had this book." She murmured, not even looking in my direction, I felt my head tilt to the side as I looked curiously at her, my entrance had been silent I was sure of it, I didn't want to startle her.

"How did you know I was here?" it was simpler to ask her outright then to try and figure her out, plus I just loved hearing her voice.

"I've lived with James since I was fourteen, I got used to it" her hand dropped from the book and she turned her body to me, but kept her eyes downcast. She opened her mouth to speak but then stopped herself; this frustrated me more than I thought it would, what could she possibly feel she couldn't tell me?

"What is it?" I asked, measuring my steps as I came closer to her, she didn't move,

"A...am I staying here now?" her voice was low, I stepped a little closer,

"If you want to," I placed my hands on her shoulders, she still didn't move," you said you had nowhere to go, you will be safe here." She looked up at me,

"Do I belong to you now?"

I couldn't help myself, I let out a growl when those word were spoken, she flinched back from my voice, moving about a foot away from me, my arms dropped by my sides, my fist clenching. He treated her like a possession, this fragile thing. I may have a moral conscience, but still to let an angel believe she is no more than a possession, he had to pay; I needed my revenge, even more so in this second.

For a moment I lost my hold on repressing those memories, the reason I hunted James to begin with. I shook my head trying to clear the thoughts away. Visions of them burning were etched into my vampire memory; I vaguely felt my thumb and fingers pressing the bridge of my nose.

The thing that broke my thoughts of running out of the door to find him was an almost silent shuffle of feet. I opened my eyes and Bella was far away from me, almost across the room, shaking slightly.

"Bella I'm sorry" I had to apologise, but it didn't seem enough, I had scared her, which was unacceptable. I moved slowly back towards her, she dropped her head again, but her breathing increased. "It's just..." I tried to think of a way to explain my anger, "the way you spoke, as if I...I owned you. I'm not him Bella, I won't treat you like he did, I swear to you. While you are here you're free to do what you want."

She stopped shaking and looked up at me, her shoulders relaxed and she sighed quietly. I just stood there, trying vainly to apologise to her through wordless communication. The room fell silent save for the steady beat of her heart and our breathing. It took me a minute of two to remember the food.

"I picked up something for you to eat, are you hungry?" I took a step to the side, gesturing for her to lead into the kitchen. She walked past me still only clad in my shirt, I briefly thought about the clothes I had picked up for her as I walked into the kitchen behind her.

"I also have some clothes for you, in case you got cold," I smiled and she returned it timidly, "What would you like to eat?"

She looked at me wide eyed for a second and I walked around the counter, signalling her to sit on one chairs.

"I honestly don't know." Her voice low,

I smiled at her again; I began arranging various human foods on the counter. She ate some of it, I watched her the whole time. I knew she must have been starving yet she picked at the food, pulling bits of the bread off with her slender fingers first before putting it in her mouth, it was strange but she was graceful.

We talked a little, trivial things. But she would move on her chair, or say something and blush, oh that blush, it was the most delicious thing I had ever seen. I found myself laughing, shocked when I did, the sound was strange to me, and I hadn't laughed in a long time.

I hadn't had any reason to carry on except the hunt for James; my contingency plans fell short of anything but killing him then booking a plane ride to Italy. But now I had Bella.

aww he has Bella...I thought that little line was super cute...reveiw me if I'm doing something right....thankies...