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Chapter 4

She sat there staring at me for over a minute before her feeble human brain decided on an appropriate response. "Your lying" she hissed. So predictable, maybe this wasn't going to be as fun as I first thought.

"Isabella - why would I lie to you?" I questioned innocently - all the while silently laughing at the fact that she seemed surprised by my response. She shook her head slightly as if to clear the thoughts that were filling her mind "Because your trying to hurt me" she replied.

I laughed aloud at this. "Trying to hurt you?" I said bringing my face closer to hers "I think I'm doing more than trying, don't you?" She pulled her head away from mine and whispered "You really are a monster." I grabbed her arm and pulled her close to me again "And your just getting this now?" I asked her.

She didn't bother to answer - instead she glared and started to pull away again. "We did try to warn you Isabella dear - it doesn't do well to play games with monsters" I taunted softly. "Don't you dare call the others monsters" she shouted "The only monster around here is you!"

I smiled and patted her on the cheek softly before I placed my lips close to her ear and whispered "Are you sure about that Isabella, after all everybody has their own masks they hide behind - what makes you think that my family are any different?"

I could see the uncertainty creeping across her face the way water does over sand. "How do you know that their not in the house right now, listening to every word we speak and enjoying every one of your anguished cries" I asked her.

She sat there and stared at me, the doubt and horror of the situation written across her face for me to relish upon. "They wouldn't" she choked out. I smiled my innocent smile as the smell of her fear became more potent by the second before I replied "Do you truly believe that Isabella - or are you just guessing now?"

We looked at each other - eye to eye, predator to prey and we finally started to see each other for what we were - and what we always had been. She was my inferior, and I realised then, that there was very little that was remarkable about Isabella Swan - except perhaps that she was born without the usual survival instincts that most humans possessed. But what I also knew was that she realised that her time was fast running out, that the entertainment value was growing thin for me.

"There not really here are they" she said. I shook my head "No there not" I told her. She nodded and then asked "Did you really kill Edward?" I nodded my head slightly because I had in fact killed the boy that I had always viewed as my son.

She began to cry softly while she whispered "Why" again and again under her breath. "Because he loved you" I told her. "And now your going to kill me for that" she replied. I didn't answer her because there wasn't any need to, we both already knew that the choice had already been made for us long ago.

After all - how many people make friends with their food?

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