A/N: Do not own Twilight.
Bella sits alone in the clearing watching the progression of her shadow across the grass. She thinks of nothing- her mind blank.
It is with a start that she realizes the sun has set and the moon has come out. The clearing is bathed in an ethereal light and patches of midnight but she sees and hears everything with a startling clarity- from the miniscule flap of insect wings to the whisper of the breeze trailing through grass.
The experience is overwhelming and the regret and longing make her gasp. How she wishes for her frail human hearing, for her weak human eyesight- for a clumsiness long gone. In a sick twist of irony, she wishes for humanity that she never fully appreciated, one that she will never get back. She is in limbo, for she never wanted this life without him and yet now she has it, she has been damned to it; damned to suffer alone, to walk alone for eternity.
Her musings are cut short by the burn in her throat, now a scorching heat that has only built over the time she has spent sitting in the clearing. It is almost unbearable and without conscious thought, she has risen in a crouch, ears and nose searching for her prey. She hears the hooves of deer that bring with them the unappetizing scent of moss and damp earth, but it will have to do. If she does one thing for the rest of her eternity, it will be the abstinence from human blood.
The very thought of attacking, of murdering another human being, like she has done to Jake makes her sick, makes her wish for a death that is no longer available to her. With that reassurance in mind and with great reluctance she releases her mind and her body to the hunt. She lets the monster once again out of its cage and she is off sailing silently through the trees – nothing but dark blurs in passing.
She hears their quickened heartbeats as she gains on them, their hooves grinding into the dampened earth, anxious of a threat but already too late to avoid it, to escape. However, before she can pounce another heartbeat abruptly enters the mix with an aroma that makes her mouth water. It would taste wonderful, it would be the best thing she has ever tasted, this she knows and in less than a millisecond she has changed directions and all senses but her smell have shut down. The desire is so strong that she cannot see, she cannot hear, all she knows is that she must have this, she won't survive if this heartbeat gets away.
She is less than a hundred feet away when she pounces; using her sense of smell to guide her she sails through the air and lands directly on her prey. It goes down with a sickening crunch of bone and squish of flesh and she uses her teeth to tear into its neck, grinding its body into the earth with the force of her grasp. She leeches it of its blood before the first drop spills from her attack. She leaves nothing and drops its empty carcass to the forest floor.
It is only then when she opens her eyes that sees what she has done. She turns away, falling to her knees and begins to dry heave but it is no use, that taste of human blood is just too good.
A/N: Hoped you enjoyed the chapter! Reviews are always appreciated.
