A/N ~ I have agonized over writing this chapter. I know it will be short but read it twice. I feel that you all need to know a little something that you don't. Therefore, you are going to get a peek into the mind of a crazed … well just read!


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Chapter 8 – Hate

Eward's POV

Pacing the room.

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Pacing the room.

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Pacing. The. Room.

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That is all I can do, pace. I smell her above me. I see her everywhere I look. In the unopened door, standing in the corner, huddled in the corner. I'm starting to wonder if I'm crazy. Then she floats into my bed and taunts me with her scent and her voice. Her hands touch me everywhere.

Lying down, a thought dangles in front of me. Instantly anger escalates and permeates around me. I feel the swirl of it drowning me.

"Are you Fucking Insane?" I scream. I know she can hear me, even without my intensified vocal expression.

"Shut the hell up Edward!"

"Rose, you stay the FUCK out of it! I've heard enough from you to last a thousand life times!"

"Edward! So help me if you address her again I will break down this door and kill you myself." Emmett not only thinks he is tough, he is willing to prove it.

"CHILDREN!" Esme's voice booms over our ostensible behavior.

We all internally cower under her maternal rebuking.

Quickly silenced, I can hear her thoughts. I visit Esme's mind often. Especially, in the afternoon's when she is with her.

My feelings are confused. I desire to hate her. It is her fault. She coerces me to want her so damn much. I need to drink her to satisfy the monster within me. Killing her would settle him once, and for all.

Then there is this sliver of old, decayed flesh that I swear beats inside me when I look upon her face, or hear her laughter. That part of me grows, and wants to love her.

To make her mine … more than I already have.

Taking her that day was the most effortless and problematical choice I have ever made.

I am not sure I could or would do it again.

Filching one of many unnecessary breaths, it substantiates her mortal essence is still present in my home. My nostrils are suddenly inflamed, and my venom surges pure.

The monster within me pounds at the door, rattles his cage, effectively escaping his prison. I turn in on myself, and he wins. His release drives my questionable sanity.

Jumping to the ceiling, I must get through, I can smell her, and she's fresh. It's so close to my mouth. I pummel the material beneath my hands, clawing and digging.

A scream?

What is happening to her?

Is she all right? I scan the entire area. No one can see her. No one is going to save her. She can't die.

Suddenly he's there, her eyes are frightened … he smells her fear. Confusion is in his mind … she is someone else.

I stop.

The confusion has me bewildered. Why does he see this other woman when he looks at her? They are the same, but different.

He is carrying her away.

He is touching her!

Rage building again, I return to my assaulting area and continue. I must get to her.

SHE IS MINE!


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After Chapter Notes:

Will the monster get what he wants? Will Edward change when he see's her? Will he make it in time? Will Edward escape with Bella? Or will He be stopped?

The Next Chapter will be back to Bella's Point of view. Now you know a little more about Edward and his family dynamics.