Chapter Nine: As Crazy As Me… Pt. 2

Bella's Point of View:

Closer, closer, closer…

His dark figure approached slowly and all I could do was lay there like a log. The only movements I could make were slight twitches of my fingers and lips. I watched in terror as he advanced toward me at an excruciatingly slow pace. My head started to clear as my body fought for mobility. My numb limbs felt like jelly. I couldn't watch whatever he was going to do, so with more effort than should be necessary, I closed my eyes.

Just get it over with. Please, please? If I can't fight back or even try, make it quick.

I hated to have to stoop so low as to beg, even if it is only in my head. I forced my eyes open when I realized he wasn't doing anything. Looking around, he was nowhere that I could spot him.

Oh fuck! He is doing that hiding thing again.

A whimper made itself bubble over my lips as I tried to get up.

"You shouldn't try to move just yet."

My movements stopped at once. His voice sounded like it was coming from… above me? My wide eyes searched around. There is no way he could be. My eyes caught a movement on the very top branch of a slightly fallen tree that leaned toward me. I tried to widen my swollen eyes a little to get a better look, the act causing my whole head to throb with the pressure.

"Don't hurt yourself now my pet. That little job belongs to me." He laughed.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hurt him. Why am I being treated like this? I am not a bad person! I don't deserve this. I heard a light thump and slowly opened my eyes. There he was, with his feet planted on the ground on either side of my torso, his head cocked to the side as he looked down at me. I have never wanted to cause someone so much pain until now. I wanted him to hurt, damn it! He leaned in closer, with his hands on his knees, a smirk forming on his lips.

"Are you frightened?" he asked in the fakest sweet voice I have ever heard.

I heard a low growl forming and it took me a few seconds to realize that the growl was coming from me. His smile widened at the sound. Dropping to his knees so he was now straddling my waist, he brought his hands to lie on either side of my head.

"You really shouldn't strain yourself. It is useless. You just need to wait for the tranquilizer to wear off on its own."

My eyes shot open as wide as they could go. A fucking tranquilizer! No wonder. He laughed at my shocked expression before bringing his face closer to mine.

"Have fun until it does." He smiled.

In an instant he disappeared. I tried to move my body so I could sit up. I don't know what kind of animals or insects were in these woods and I really didn't want to find out. I could hear crunching leaves and snapping twigs all around me. Growling and snarling. The trees above me moved around endlessly. I felt my head clearing even more as the time went by.

I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry; I wanted to do something! All the sounds around me were scaring me out of my mind, especially since I couldn't place them or run away from them. I don't know what the psycho has planned for me but I didn't think it was to leave me out here to die. What the fuck is he planning? I could feel hot wet trails on my temples as my eyes blurred.

No, damn it! Please, do not start crying! Please, please?

Trying to will myself to stop the water from leaving my eyes, I found that wiggling around was becoming easier on my body. I forced myself to focus on my right hand, slowly bringing it up to my face. I repeated this with other parts of my body for a few minutes. Soon I was well enough to sit up. My head spun from the movement, but I brushed it off. I had to get out of here. I slowly made my way onto my feet, falling every few steps I took. My feet overlapped each other as I held onto the trees for support.

You can do this. You can do this.

Surprisingly, the mental pep talk did nothing to help balance my equilibrium. I felt alone but still had a nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach that it wouldn't last. I seriously doubt that monster kidnapped me, hit me, cut me, threatened me, apologized to me, repeat, to just leave me stranded here. Oh, then there is that whole 'shooting me up with tranquilizer' thing. Yeah, I really doubt it will end here.

There you go! Think happy thoughts.

Great, now my own mind is getting an attitude with me. I rolled my eyes at myself and pushed my feet to move. I had no clue where I was headed but I didn't like it here. The sounds coming from every direction were enough to have me shaking like a baby. As long as my thumb doesn't find its way to my mouth, I think I am fine. Just as the thought passed through my head, the tree I was leaning on shot out from under me. I quickly turned to see what the hell was going on. What I did see had me wishing I was still laying on the ground.

There in front of me was him, the monster, the beast, Edward. He held the bulky tree in both of his hands above his head. He smirked evilly at me before easily whipping the huge tree into another, causing both to tumble to the ground by the force of the impact.

One of the trees hit another and the next thing I know, it was a series of a domino effect. Tree after tree falling with birds flying out of them, and squirrels were quickly jumping out of them. I stared, wide eyed at the scene before me. I tore my eyes away and looked to the monster. He was gone.

That did not just happen.

My breath came out loud and shaky as I searched the now cleared area for him. Every now and again I would see a shadow pass by, I would hear low whispering. But I never actually got to see what was there. I felt like I was being watched again. It was an uneasy feeling that had me rooted to the ground. I didn't want to move any further in fear of what would happen if I took one step. Even if I wanted to move, I couldn't. It was like a magnet was holding me in place. The only parts of my body I could move were my hands and my eyes.

The chilly night air had me shivering even more. I wanted so bad to get out of here but I just couldn't. My legs started to shake from standing so long and soon gave out from under me. I fell to the ground with a loud thud and cracking stale leaves. I dropped my head utterly defeated. I was never getting the hell out of here… alive.

Damn, my positive thinking needs to get off its ass and help me through this crap. Who knows, maybe if I think everything will be okay, then that will be the outcome. Or maybe that is just crazy talk. My inner musings had me unaware of the person standing directly in front of me. I lifted my eyes once I noticed him and immediately regretted it; this is not a person. He had a small smile on his face as he watched me.

I felt like I was one of the confusing masterpieces in an art museum by the way he was watching me. He didn't look like he was ready to kill me like he usually does though.

Is that a good sign?

I opened my mouth to tell him off but unfortunately I didn't have it in me. I never thought I would see the day when I had nothing smart to say. He must have noticed this because his small smile grew to a full faced smirk. Leaning down close to my face, he took my jaw between his hands.

"I thought that this would be a little more difficult. Hmm, you disappoint me."

He threw my head back forcing me to go with it. In a second, I was on my back with him hovering above me. I know his name, yet I can't even force myself to think it. He truly is the worst thing I have ever encountered.

"Isabella!" he pouted and whined like a child as he looked down at me. "You are no fun. Where is that fire? Huh? That spunk? It can't be gone already!"

He threw questions at me with a mocking tone to his voice. I wanted to hit him, again. My mind raced in all different directions. I didn't know what feeling or what thought to focus on. Everything that has happened since I left that damn room has me at my ends. My nerves may literally be fried.

The monster didn't seem to appreciate my ignoring him. A low growl formed in his chest, making me meet his piercing red eyes. The very second our eyes met, his growl cut off. He just continued to stare into my eyes as I did his. I couldn't look away from what was behind the red irises. I didn't understand what I was seeing, but I couldn't look away. His eyes seemed like they were carrying a million secrets behind them. They pulled me to him. Without noticing, I found myself lifting my heavy head off the ground and closer to his.

What I was doing, I have no idea. He looked to be in the same boat as me as he leaned in closer. Before I could realize what was happening, the skin of my lips softly met his, and just like that, he was gone. I looked around confused.

Did I really just do that?

I brought my hand up to my lips, softly caressing where his were just moments ago. I couldn't help the shock that ran from my lips through my fingertips and all around my body. It was like I was just waking up from a deep sleep. I thought about what this could mean.

Why would I kiss him? Why would he kiss me? Why did I like it? Biggest question, where the hell did he go?

My eyes shot around the wooded area, searching him out. To my complete surprise, I actually spotted him. He was nearly a yard away from me, staring at me. His face looked to be contorted in pain and rage. It scared me straight to my core.

He looked away from me and screamed. He screamed! It brought tears to my eyes at all the pain in that one yell. I watched as he bolted around the trees, knocking them down with his fists and kicking them away from him. All the while, the screaming was getting more and more unbearable to hear. If I didn't know any better, I would think that he was crying. His screams became broken the longer they went on. A surprised gasp left my lips at the realization.

He is crying.

He quickly turned to me with the most hate I have ever seen drawn on his perfect face. It didn't register until it was too late that he was running at me. He picked me up easily by my upper arms and slammed me into a near by tree. His face was torn as he glared at me.

"What the fuck are you doing to me?" He spat the words through his teeth.

A quiet sob left my lips at the intensity in his eyes and voice. I'm not sure if I am scared. All I know is that I can't stop. The sobs came out loud and uneven. Tears stung my dry eyes running down my cheeks. I had to look away from his face. I can't even place the thoughts or the feelings running through me.

What am I doing to him? No, what is he doing to me?

Maybe I have lost my mind. Maybe I am crazy. Maybe… I don't know. I forced my eyes back to his face. The anger from only a few seconds ago vanished, leaving only confusion in its path. I am sure my expression matched his. I could feel my arms losing circulation from where he clung to them with so much force.

I tried to wiggle out of his grasp, the pain becoming too much to handle. He dropped me instantly, letting me fall to the ground, my back scraping against the tree. He fell with me. The rush of blood through me stung my sore arms, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from the demon in front of me. I could not look away from him.

Edward.


I am so damn angry right now. I had this whole chapter planned out in my head. It was perfect damn it! Then as I go to write it out, it comes out a completely different way. I am sorry if this chapter sucks. I really tried but couldn't get the right scenes to play out.

Thank you all so much for the reviews on the last chapter! I was so happy to see that so many of you enjoyed it. This chapter holds a very upset and confused Edward and Bella. This is a short chapter but extremely important!