Can I just say, IDGAFward is really fun to write. I've wanted to do a darkward for so very long. I hope he's holding up to that name.

Thank you to Kyla713 for putting up with my last night and looking this over, and Packy for all her comments.

So, I'll just let you guys enjoy IDGAFward.

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Chapter 7-

The taste of her lingered on my tongue. I closed my eyes and groaned as the last drops slid down my throat. I'd bargain with just about anyone and for anything to allow that taste to slip past my lips for however long this world allows me the indulgence.

I'm not going to allow you to let her just walk out of here.

The monster inside me was insistent. Impatient. Needy. With so much of Bella's blood coursing through me, we'd passed the point of no return.

Bella was furiously getting dressed as fast as she could, eager to leave me. "Are you sure you really want to go? Think of the fun we could have."

Her eyes flashed with defiance as she pulled on her jacket and grabbed her bag. "Watch me."

I moved probably way faster than I should've to beat her to the door. Her eyes widened in surprise as she halted her steps.

"I'm afraid I can't let you go." My back was now to the door, hand on the knob and locking it. "You see…my little lamb, I don't want to let you go."

The smell of fear was such a delicious scent. It was sweet, addicting and fueled the basic need in me. The need to take, to seek prey. The need to devour.

Her heartbeat was a brutal rhythm and I wondered just how long the poor thing could hold out. I could see how she was calculating a way out; the way her eyes darted around the room, trying to find that easiest way to escape.

"There's no way out," I teased, instantly feeling more mischievous by the second.

Her breaths came faster, she soon broke out in sweat.

"You fear me now, but yet, not even ten minutes ago, you were writhing beneath me, begging and moaning," I taunted and took a step towards her.

Bella shuffled backward, running into the sofa, her hands frantically searching for anything to help her.

"Did you know that your blood tastes sweeter when you come?" My voice was now low and husky as I advanced my steps further towards her. "You can't lie to me. I can smell you, hear you...taste you."

A soft moan broke through the air. My eyes then wandered up and down Bella, falling to her center. "Even now, my little lamb, you're wet." I grinned and then licked my lips.

"You are crazy!" she yelled, sidestepped me toward the kitchen and to the back door.

"Yet, you came home with me. Allowed me to touch, kiss and defile you in the most delicious of ways. And correct me if I'm wrong, but you didn't seem to mind much when I was inside of you, pushing into you. You were so lost to your pleasure, that you didn't even care that I bit you and took the blood that is meant to be mine."

She made it to the back door and pulled, opening it with ease. I decided I'd let her run. The fun was in the chase anyway.

Run all you want, beautiful. I'll still find you. Your scent is marked.

Her footfalls were fast as she made her way down to the sidewalk from my house. I laughed as I watched her stand confused for a minute, before finally choosing to run left.

I stayed back for a few minutes, allowing her to believe that I'd never catch up to her. Closing my eyes, I sniffed the air and pinpointed her scent. My pace then picked up, my footfalls, unlike hers, were quiet.

Oh, my unsuspecting little victim.

Instantly, I knew where she was heading. I ran up another road and ahead of her, cutting her off. I stepped out in front of her, halting her completely.

"I ask you again, are you really sure you want to go home?" I tilted my head, imploring her to choose differently.

"Just let me be." She tried to sound strong and sure of herself, but I could hear the fear in her voice.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. I want you," I admitted, my hand coming up to her throat and pressing in on her pulse point.

"You never have to see me again. Just let me go." She was desperate, but failing.

"Nope. You see... you are failing to grasp the fact that you're mine now."

Not yours. Ours.

"I'll tell you what, why don't we walk back to your place, you pack a bag. We get to… hmm... thoroughly get to know each other."

She audibly gulped. I looked into her eyes, noticing that she looked like she was battling with herself. That the idea of going home with me again seemed enticing, even if she knew she shouldn't.

"I'll be good...well, as good as I can be."

"That's what I'm afraid of," she finally voiced.

"You didn't seem that afraid when I pushed into you for the first time."

Will you stop taunting her and just get her home!

I begged the monster to shut up. Let me be, but apparently, he had other plans.

I held out my arm for her to grab hold of. We then began the slow walk to her house. With each footstep, she seemed to resolve some of her anger and fear. As we neared her door, I smelled something I hadn't noticed before.

It was sweet. Floral. And completely vampire.

My nostrils flared as I dragged the scent further into my lungs.

I knew the scent. I smelled it decades before.

Just as we reached the top of her front steps and before Bella could unlock the door, a figure stepped out. Short. Pale, long light brown hair.

"Esme?"

Leave it to you, Edward, to become obsessed with the human that has vampiric ties.

"Well, hello there, Edward. Long time, no see."

Her thoughts then infiltrated my mind.

Nice eyes there, under the contact lenses. Red isn't really becoming of you.

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