"I see you, all across my room, in nothing but the moonlight. Now I love to see you in the dark. See you in the dark."
-HonorSociety

Bella's POV

I groaned and plopped in the front seat, pouting. Vincent is ruining everything, but Edward was completely intrigued by this and jumped in the car.

"He changed his coarse. He was going to attack in about two weeks, now it's a month. He keeps changing his mind. He's trying to, make the suspense unbearable, kind of thing." Alice said.
"A month? That's it?" Edward asked with a little bit of an annoyance. I suddenly felt his hand on mine. His eyes worried as they anxiously gazed at Alice.

"Will you stop worrying Edward! I'm not ten."
"Give him some slack Bella." Jasper breathed sending waves of calmness over to me. I looked out the window so I couldn't look at Edward's eyes.

"You were right Edward, he is smart. He's always changing course, planning ways to get you off guard." Alice said quietly.
"I think it's a good idea if Bella comes and stays at the house for a while." Jasper added. I looked in the back seat and sent him a nasty look.

"No Edward my dad is home, he could get killed because of this!" I said trying to win this argument. Edward looked at me, like he was torn to displease me.
"Bella, you are everything to me, I can't risk anything with you. I promise with my life, that Charlie will be fine."
"I can't believe this." I mumbled. I was acting like a child who wasn't getting her way, but I kept picturing Vincent's terrifying face in the same house as my father. Jasper kept sending waves of calmness towards me, but I would get frustrated all over again.

"Listen Bella. I promise we won't eavesdrop on you guys. You have privacy. . . for the most part." Jasper said.
"HA! As if that is what I'm worried about. You ass, your just as perverted as Emmett."
"I am appalled at you Bella. . . I'm only half as perverted as Emmett." He argued crossing his arms.
"Alright, then take back what you said earlier."
"Said what?"
"What you said."
"I don't understand what you are saying." He said with a sly smile on his face. I rolled my eyes.
"Just forget it perv."

What is it with the males in this family. The moment I'm dating Edward they completely change into these perverted people who like making innocent human girls embarrassed.

This whole time Edward and Alice were starring at each other. They were communicating and it was bothering me that I didn't know what it was about. Then I realized Jasper just said those things to distract me from Edward and Alice's silent conversation. I shot him another glare. He shrugged. I looked forward watching the kids go by, starring at me in Edward's car. I closed my exhausted eyes.

Edward's POV

I starred at Alice, it was the same face, she was having a vision. I immediately entered her mind, it was too many different visualizations at once. All colorful and then some dark. One was of Vincent outside of Bella's house, and then one of him in her room staring at her sleep. One of them was of me fighting him, then him fighting my family. The most disturbing one, the one that almost made me rip off my head rest, was of Vincent. He was running with Bella. . . and she was dead. . .

I shot Alice a grave, hurt glance, the look of Bella's beautiful face in that monster's hand, her body lifeless, but at peace. I closed my eyes, trying to get the image out of my head. Alice looked just as worried as me.
My eyebrows furrowed in frustration.
This is more serious than any of us thought. We underestimated him seriously. At some point, Bella has to come to our house and stay there, I hate not knowing what he is going to do. But I promise I'll do everything I can, Alice thought.

While Jasper was distracting Bella, Alice was thinking of all the possibilities, of all the precautions we could take. We have no idea when he is going to make the first move, but it's soon and that worried me. Bella was soon asleep, and I gently caressed her warm cheek with my fingertips.

Alice looked at me, sad. She was really the only one who knew how much I truly cared about Bella. I wouldn't think twice about giving my life for hers.

"Let Bella stay at her house tonight, and then bring her over to ours. Be alert, we don't know when this is going to happen." Alice warned quietly.
"Emmett and I are going to be checking the woods outside of forks looking for any trace of him, Alice and Rosalie will be in the nearby woods just to be safe. You have nothing to worry about." Jasper said sending me waves of calmness. It wasn't any good. My face was still in deep thought. There isn't anything that can make me not worried. But I nodded, and they soon got out of the car. I stared at Bella sleeping for a good ten minutes, stroking her cheeks, her arms with my cold fingers. I never wanted to lose this. . .

Then I realized she needed to be in bed. We have been talking in this car for a good couple hours. It's already five and Charlie will be home soon. I soon started the car and felt Bella wake up.

Bella's POV

Suddenly the engine purred and Edward was driving away quickly. Alice and Jasper were out of the car and the kids were all gone too. I must have fallen asleep. I looked over at Edward. He was beyond worried. I rubbed my eyes so everything wasn't so blurry and cleared my throat.

"Please tell me what's happening." I said, after a while, grabbing his hand and kissing it.
He paused for a moment, afraid to say too much. "Vincent is coming back. He's thinking of too many different ways to try and get to you.."
"Alice still isn't sure?" I asked.
"No, he keeps changing paths. She is going to be concentrating all night."

I sighed. "I hate being a burden to you all." I said in a sad tone. Edward was staring at me seriously almost forgetting about the road.
"Bella, you will never be a burden to me. It's probably the other way around. I'm always bringing you trouble. If it wasn't for me, Vincent wouldn't be after you."
"True, he wouldn't be after me," I could see pain on his face, but he soon masked it. "because he would have already killed me. You saved me remember?"

He sighed, he still wasn't satisfied with the conversation. And neither was I.

So I started a new one,
"Are we going to your house?" I asked.
"We'll stay at your house tonight, then tomorrow were going to mine. I'm keeping you there for three days."
"What am I going to say to my dad?"
"My father already took care of it. He told him we were taking you on a camping trip." He said.

He pulled up in the driveway, Charlie still wasn't home.
"Don't worry. He's going fishing with Harry." Edward said bringing me inside. I felt a little relieved. That means he would be going over to La Push to eat the catch so I didn't have to cook.

I put my coat in the little coat closet and started to go up the stairs. I was so exhausted. I only got about five or six hours of sleep. That's not enough for me. When I got in my room Edward was already on my bed with his hands on the back of his head and his feet dangling off the end of the bed. I smiled.

I walked in the bathroom, I took down my pony tail and let my long hair flow down my back loosely. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair. I put on joggers and a tank top. I walked back in the bedroom, Edward was staring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Nice." He smiled.

"Right." I said, I probably looked worse than horrible. My eyes were probably closing as I stood there. I walked over to the bed and laid down next to Edward. Edward got up, shut the light off and the blinds and was back in the bed in about two seconds. It was dark enough in the room, but I could still see his beautiful face.
"You're so beautiful." I breathed. He chuckled.
"Your more than beautiful." He whispered. I rolled my eyes. His put his cold hand on my cheek.

"Bella. . ." He whispered.
"Yes?" I asked, my eyes closed, but a smile on my face.
"Why did you do that in lunch?" He asked straightforwardly. That sent a shot of nerves up my spine. Was he mad?
I let out a low, nervous giggle. "I was trying to make you feel better."
"Oh."
I opened my eyes and gave him a intense glare. "Did it work?" I asked moving closer to him.
"Exceptionally." He smirked. I felt a blush on my cheeks.
"Bella. . .?" He whispered.
"Yes?".
"In lunch. . . I got this. . . strange feeling." He said, his forehead creased. "It's like, sometimes I hunger for your blood, when I'm thirsty, but this. . . this feeling is different. Other hungers. Foreign to me."
Another shot of nerves. It gave me goose bumps. Is he talking about what I think he is?
"I'd like to try something, if you don't mind." He asked, flashing his smile. I couldn't talk, I only nodded. I suddenly felt my heart thumping uncontrollably. Edward half-sat up, leaning on his elbow. His other hand laid comfortably at his side. He looked down on me with his brilliant smile. His face was inches from mine and I could smell the scent of his cool, delicious breath on my lips. I couldn't help the shiver running up and down my spine, driving me crazy.

Suddenly I felt them. Cold, marble, soft, warm, none of the words could sum up the feeling of his lips. His lips were worried at first, he was trying to control himself. Not sure how far he was going to go. The feeling sent my whole body on fire. My hand glided to his cheek and I felt him slowly put his tongue into my mouth, not quite sure what to do with it. My hand moved upward and I knotted my hand in the silk, crazy waves of copper hair. The hand he wasn't leaning on glided over my waist and clung to it closely.I could barely breathe.

This desire, the uncontrollable lust for one another was increased ten folds. So many years of sexual frustration, and the moment our lips met, I was fighting to keep it all contained. I could feel Edward wanting more, I've never seen this side of him, but my body wanted to see more of it. I had to break away for air, but the moment my lips broke away, I wanted them back.
"Was that. . . the feeling?" I asked after a moment of silence and breathing.
He smiled a teasing smile. "Yes." IHe breathed. The perfect word was unexplainable, because the sensation that overcame my body was unexplainable. My hand was still knotted in his hair, I let it go slowly and my hand glided down to his neck and then onto my own stomach. He sat up a little, just leaning on his hand instead of his elbow. He seemed to be hesitant but his eyes wanted something his mind was trying to fight off.

He put his other hand, to the other side of me, so he was hovering over me. His eyes were smoldering, a burning fire, that made me want him all the more. He stared for a minute, not sure what to do. He looked at me, as if he wanted to ask me something. I put my hand on his cheek, hoping he would lean in for another kiss.

After a long moment of just us staring at each other, his eyebrows furrowed and his forehead creased.
"I want to kiss you again." He said innocently, as if he needed my permission. I smiled, with a little blush.
"Then do it." I said, my voice cracked and I sounded like an idiot. But I wrapping my arms around his neck the moment I finished talking. He flashed me his famous crooked smile and pressed his lips onto mine. The same butterfly feeling overcame my entire body. Our lips were safer now, and moving together more rhythmically. We knew what to expect. It was like our lips were built for one another.

Our breathing staggered but I was afraid, that if I pulled away he wouldn't kiss me again. He lowered himself so he was pushing against me more. His legs rolled in-between mine.

I suddenly groaned in his mouth, a little too loudly. He suddenly stopped and pulled away.

"I-I'm sorry Bella. Did I hurt you?" He asked. He face was sincerely concerned. His eyes were immediately worried and I couldn't help but laugh. He was confused now.

"Edward. . ." I giggled. "That was a good sound."

I heard him chuckle lowly. He was embarrassed. I just wanted his lips again. I bit my lip, I didn't know what to say to make him kiss me again. I noticed he was looking at me intensely.

"Please, tell me what you're thinking." He said.
I hesitated for a minute. "I want to kiss youagain." I said not looking at him, shyly.
My eyes couldn't resist and I looked at him, his eyes were gleaming. "Then do it." He smiled.
I put my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him down on me, of course he could have easily stayed put, but he trusted me. I placed my warm lips on his cold ones and I felt his tongue bang against my closed mouth.

Sensual Edward is impatience, eh?

I allowed him entrance and his tongue traced my bottom lip perfectly. I was dazed. My breathing was already loud, it was embarrassing, but Edward took it as encouragement. Each time I kissed him, it was better than before. His lips were urgent on mine, wanting more. I had to break free and gasp for air, this time his lips moved to my neck. He nibbled, very carefully, and kissed it tenderly. Low groans escaped my lips. When I caught my breath I found his lips again. Mine were urgent, but his were now forceful. I locked my legs around his waist and he pushed down on me further.

"Edward." I moaned in his mouth. That sent him into a frenzy. He moved faster, and more roughly. But I loved it. If anything I wanted him to move faster.

I finally heard it. A low groan escaping his lips, this time in my mouth. It sent me up to the clouds. My nails dug into his neck and I'm sure he didn't feel it at all. His lips were getting more and more passionate. His hand slid up my shirt, I felt his cold hand on my stomach, sending another wave of tingly sensation over my body. I let out a loud moan from the feeling.

He stopped abruptly and sat up with his inhuman speed, his eyes closed lightly. His expression was unreadable.
"What is it?" I asked, nervous that I did something wrong.
"When you said my name like that. . . I. . . I lost control. . . I'm sorry." He said simply. Then he realized and spoke the cold, hard truth. "I can never lose control with you." He said those words like he hated saying it. Like he didn't want to say it, but he had to.

He did lose control, but if anything I wanted him to do it all over again.

I put my hand on his cheek. "It's okay." I breathed, still lost of my breath. He moved to the side of me and stared at me. His breathing was still uneven.

"I had to do that before we stayed at my house." He whispered with a smile.
I laughed and rolled over to my side. "Good thinking." He covered us with blankets and got close to me. I shivered from his coldness, he moved back.
"No, please don't." I whispered. He moved back and snuggled me into his chest. I felt him chuckle low.

"Nice distracting." He laughed. I laughed along.
"Ditto."

I felt his lips kiss my hair and then he hummed me to sleep. It didn't take long, well it sort of did. I kept thinking about what just happened. And every time I did my heart pumped loudly. And I swear, each time my heart thumped, I could hear him chuckle quietly.

YESS :) they kissedd. bum bum bum BUMMM!!
things are going to be getting M! :)
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-SensitiveTouch