A/N: HI! It's a week off for me, so here I am, writing for all you lovely people who have been keeping up with this story. YOU GUYS ROCK! Well I'll get to it. OH. By the way this will chapter will start with Em's POV then switch to Bella's!

I was on fire…literally. I could feel my body bursting into flames as I fell to unconsciousness. I had no idea where I was. I didn't care that it was a possibility that the monster called Edward had left me burning on my kitchen floor, with a chance of my parents walking in at any second, all I could think of was the all consuming heat that was shooting through my veins. And of course there was Bella.

My poor, sweet, beautiful Bella. Who knew what that… thing had done to her? If I wasn't actually dying, although I'm certain that I am, I would kill him and not think twice about.

I didn't have a lot of time to think about these things though. The fire sweeping through my body made it near impossible to focus on anything less then the pain. It was like somebody had cut me open and was rubbing my insides with sandpaper. Hell, that didn't even cover what I was feeling. It was indescribable, unbearable.

Through the inferno raging in my mind, I tried to think of anything Edward had said to me before he attacked. It's important my mind whispered try hard Emmett, try to remember. Suddenly words flashed to the forefront of my thoughts. Newborn…Vampire…No control…If I can't have her nobody can…No. It couldn't be true. Was that what was happening? I was turning into a…vampire? I knew it was impossible, irrational but what else could it be? Next a picture came to my mind. Edward ripping through my throat, but not killing me. I should have known that I wasn't dead. I should have known he would think that my death would be too easy, that it would be no fun for him.

I didn't have anymore time though. The fire climbed higher, burned brighter, hotter and I couldn't think. I could only scream and hope that nobody would hear as I turned into a creature beyond anything I believed.

Bella's POV:

I was still locked in the ladies room. Skipping class was becoming a regular habit of mine.

How could I kiss Edward? The very idea of being close to his cold, stony form and intense red eyes, made me sick. But…Emmett.

If there was information about him, how could I not do whatever I could to get it? I cried harder as my heart ached, and I pulled my hair in frustration. I'd never had to make a decision this hard.

I decided I had to go home, so I walked out of the bathroom and went straight to the nurse's office. But of course I didn't make it there without being stopped by the very man who plagued my every thought.

"Bella? Have you been crying?" his velvet voice asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. I wished with everything I had that I could slap him across his stupid stony face…but I knew that I would just end up doing damage to myself instead.

"Why would you care?" I spat back. "Get out of my way Edward." He still stood there smirk plastered to his face, his stance cocky.

"Of course I care Bella. Here, let me escort you to the nurse. That is where you're going, right?" His voice was suspicious and it gave me the feeling he knew much more about me then he let on.

"I can walk by myself, thank you very much." I went to brush past him, and make a dramatic exit but he grabbed me by the upper arms roughly and shoved me against the wall. I opened my mouth to scream, but his hand came down over my mouth and strangled any sound I was hoping to let loose.

He leaned down to my ear, and for the first time I noticed the spicy, sweet smell of his skin. Just like everything else about him, it made me feel nauseous.

"I've tried to be nice to you Bella. Up until now, I think I've been the perfect gentlemen."

His hand was still firmly in place over my mouth so I could answer him. I doubt I would have either way. I wasn't afraid to admit that at this moment, alone with him in the hallway that I was more frightened then I had been in a while. Edward continued talking to me.

"If you've noticed, I have little tolerance for disobedience. And you my pet have been quite the brat, since we've met. Don't worry though I'm sure I can get you to behave."

He started walking us towards the front of the building. I realized he was taking me out of school. To where, I had no idea. But I was not about to find out. I struggled and kicked, and tried to scream even though the attempt was pathetic due to his hand. He pushed me against the wall once more. This time when he looked at me I turned my head away, the anger in his features to intense for me to handle.

"Listen, now Bella." He jerked my face back to look at him. Tears streamed down my cheeks, wet and salty. They were angry tears, sad tears, scared tears. But I could do nothing but be still and listen while he threatened me.

"You have no idea how easy it is for me to kill the people you care about. I can get into your house like that." He snapped his fingers for emphasis.

"I can kill your parents, your friends, and I already killed that pest of a boyfriend…of course that's in a metaphorical sense." My heart wretched in my chest, hurt and confused at his mention of Emmett. What did he mean metaphorical?

"If you would just shut up and cooperate, I won't have to kill your loved ones. Do you understand?"

What could I do? Nothing, I could do nothing. So I nodded that I understood and he smiled and then we left the school.


We crossed the school parking lot, his hand wrapped around my wrist even though I was far to scared to run anyway. I was beginning to see that Edward wasn't your normal everyday guy. He was dangerous, evil, and I was a weak, pathetic girl who could do nothing but what he told me to do.

We approached a shiny BMW, and he shoved me into the passenger seat. A moment later, he slid into the driver's side and revved the engine of his expensive car. We sped down the road and even though I was scarred out of my mind, I couldn't help the question that bubbled to my lips.

"P-please could you at least tell me where you're taking me?" My voice was shaky and I hated that I sounded so feeble and frightened in front of him.

"You will not ask questions, Isabella." I lowered my head, the warning obvious in his tone of voice. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed him exhale a breath.

"But because you asked so politely, I will grant you this one answer. We are going to my home." My head jerked to look at him, shock and anger clear on my face, but I said nothing. I knew I had already pushed my luck with the first question, but I was dying to ask why he was taking me to his house. As if he read my mind, he spoke again.

"We're going to have some fun you and I." He winked, and I think I threw up a little in my mouth.

"You see Bella, I never really intended to let you choose whether to kiss me or not. I'm a man who takes what he wants, and since it was obvious you were going to refuse my extremely generous offer, I had to do what I had to do." He explained all this to me, as calm as ever, a placid expression on his face.

Before I could say anything, we turned and headed up a long narrow driveway. It seemed to take awhile of going up the driveway before his house actually came into view. And boy what a house it was.

It was huge to say the least. Extravagant, white, with high windows and a balcony that overlooked the forest. He got out of the car first, and came over to my side, helping me out, even though I wanted to refuse him.


If I thought the outside of his house was magnificent, then the inside didn't even have a word to describe it. The furniture was antique and gothic looking, but it suited him. The carpet was plush, and charcoal colored, and made a wonderful contrast for the red silk curtains. I shivered when I felt his cool breath on the back of my neck.

"Do you like my home, Bella?" I hesitated, not sure if he actually wanted me to answer him. "You may answer me" he said, again making me think he could hear my thoughts.

"It's…lovely" I said warily, afraid to upset him.

"Thank you. Let me show you…the bedroom." My stomach dropped, my pulse quickened and I began to sweat.

"But, th-there's so much more to see down here" I was stalling and he knew it. He took my hand and dragged me toward the staircase.

"Edward!" I cried "Stop, please your hurting me!" We were at the top of the staircase now, and his grip on my hand was becoming more and more painful. We turned down a long hallway, the walls painted in crimson, and stopped at the largest door made of dark oak. He opened the door and shoved me inside the room. I looked at him, confused when he didn't follow me inside the spacious bedroom.

"You will find your clothes in the bathroom. When you have finished dressing, meet me in the parlor." He turned to leave, but stopped again. "Do not keep me waiting Bella. I'll know if you try to escape" He smiled wide, baring his teeth, and I saw the sharp point of his obviously inhuman canines. I shuddered and went to the bathroom after he had left.

In the bathroom I found my clothes hung on the shower rail. And I almost died.

Did he really expect me to wear this? Of course he does the voice in my head said to me and you know what will happen if you don't wear them the voice added.

I could feel the tears threatening to spill over, as I reached for the lacy lingerie and black stilettos.

When I was finished dressing, I put on the red lipstick he provided and looked at myself.

And I cried. I had given myself to Emmett not even a week ago and now who knew what this sick, sadistic man that I hated was going to do to me.

I left the bathroom, my eyes red and puffy from crying yet again. I was careful going down the stairs in the dangerous high heels he had forced me to wear, and when I saw him waiting for me in the parlor, I tried to keep myself together and not cry in front of him. I wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing me breakdown.

"My, my" He purred "Don't you look delicious." I could hear the double meaning of his words, and wondered what kind of horrid things he had planned for me.

"Don't be frightened kitten; I won't hurt you…badly. Now go lay down over there." He pointed to a large four poster bed, situated in the middle of the room. I made my way across the room, ignoring his stare and the stinging of tears in my eyes. I lay down on the silky comforter, and watched as he grabbed something from a bag, before stalking over to me.

I saw then what he had grabbed from the bag. Rope. The tears slipped without my control, as he began to tie my hands and feet to the four wooden posters.

When he was finished he slithered on top of me, settling between my legs and stroking my face with his icy fingers.

"You know you want this Bella." He whispered in the dim light of the room. "I can treat you better then that ogre ever did." I grit my teeth, letting my body go numb, as I realized what was about to happen. He leaned down slowly, until he was inches from my lips and I could taste his breath on my face.

Then several things happened at once.

There was a loud growl, to which both Edward and I whipped our heads to look for the source.

Next the pressure of Edward's body on mine disappeared.

And then I was untied and standing across the room from my one true love, and my hero.

A/N: WOAH. *wipes sweat from forehead* that was hard guys. I realllllly tried to make this chapter epic-ish. It was hard to write but I also had fun getting into an evil mood to write the whole thing with Edward. I hope you like reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. (If you do, click that lil review button and leave me some lovin ;))

Until the next time!

~Taylor