The sound of tearing flesh, wet and sticky, was something he would never forget. Edward closed his eyes, praying to the sky that he could block it out, make it disappear as he pulled cans from hiding spots within the house. He tried to keep himself busy, moving further away from the sickening noise, but it echoed off every wall, laughing at him as he went.
"Are you sure you won't have some?" She offered him a torn piece of meat, blood dripping to the floor in loud splats, but he shook his head no. "We could cook it."
"Just… eat." His stomach churned in disgust as her tongue lapped at the meat, her fingers digging in like the greedy monster she was.
Edward ate, tearing into a can of tuna as he sat in the corner of a dark room. He could still make out the sounds of teeth hitting bone as Bella snacked away.
"Thank you, Edward." She looked up at him and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand smearing blood across her cheek. "I've been so hungry."
Edward looked down at the mess below her. A small hand still clutched at a ragged teddy bear and he lost his appetite.
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