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Invaded Existence

Chapter Ten

When I got home, I gathered some first aid supplies from the kitchen before I headed up to my bedroom. I sighed, thinking about how I was turning into her nursemaid again.

~~And whose fault is that?~~

I am not fucking dealing with you right now. You better stay the fuck out of my head if you want me to help her.

I waited a few moments to make sure the voice was gone and then proceeded to disengage the locks to the bedroom.

There she was in the same position that I had left her. I know she's awake because I could hear her heartbeat rapidly increasing. She was trying but failing to still her trembling body.

Ah, fuck! The marks on her body looked deeper and longer than they did when I had left her. Bruising was forming on the sides of each cut. I thought I had controlled my strength, but obviously even the force that I used was too much for her.

I walked over to the bed and kneeled beside Bella. Her breathing then became really labored and deep sobs were emitting from her chest.

I untied her ankles and then her arms. She didn't move.

"You can lie on the bed now," I frustratingly said as she remained unmoving.

"Get on the fucking bed!" I demanded when she still did not comply.

"I … I … c-can't … m-move, my … my body hurts too much to move." She spoke in nervous sobs.

Fucking fragile humans!

I guess I can't fault her for that. I can be fucking generous when I want to be.

I reminded myself to be gentle, and I carefully picked her up and placed her on the bed. She hissed in pain when her back hit the mattress. Realizing that wasn't the best position for her, I gently turned her on her stomach.

Being the gentle creature that I am, I retrieved the medical supplies I brought up with me and then sat on the bed beside her.

I gently patted and cleaned the marks on her body and she winced in pain and shook in fear.

"I'm not going to hurt you now. I'm just trying to clean and bandage your wounds. We don't want them to get infected now, do we?" I asked her and then realized that maybe I should take the mocking tone out of my voice. There was really no reason for me to add salt to the wounds.

She continued to cry and moan in pain. I began to feel something that I haven't felt in a mighty long time.

Regret.

I really did overreact, and she paid the consequences of that.

I can't think about this now. What's done is done and there's nothing that can be changed about it. I will just patch her up and help her to get better. That's all that can be done now. She'll be so grateful that I helped her that she won't even think of how I hurt her.

Okay, I guess that's a little too far-fetched there.

I scoured through the supplies I brought with me and quickly found what I was looking for. I prepared the syringe and then injected the medicine from it into Bella's arm. She was startled when she felt the sting of the needle. As I removed the needle and discarded the used syringe, her sobs got louder and her shaking increased. I suddenly realized that she's scared of what I had just done.

"I just gave you an injection for the pain Bella. It was just pain medication, okay? I promise that's all it was." I told her as I simultaneously became dumfounded by my need to reassure her.

Well it doesn't matter anyway. I figured she'd heal better if she wasn't squirming around from the pain. I had stopped on my way back home and helped myself to some drugs at the hospital pharmacy. It's so easy to get pass these stupid humans. They are so oblivious.

I continued to patch Bella up. I applied an antibiotic ointment on the cuts and then carefully bandaged them. Luckily it seemed as if none of the cuts would need stitches. I think that if I tend to them regularly then there's a good chance that I could prevent any scarring.

See? I'm not so bad.

I got out a pair of Bella's panties and carefully threaded her legs through them and gently lifted her up as I pulled them over her hips. I was going to put a nightgown on her, but I didn't think she could take the movement too well for me to get it on her. I would wait until later when the medication helps her get in a deep sleep. Damn, I really am fucking caring. She is so lucky that I am so thoughtful.

I didn't move her. I just covered her with some blankets and propped a pillow underneath her head. Her trembling had calmed down considerably and her breathing returned to normal. The medicine was obviously beginning to take effect.

I stayed and watched Bella as she began to fall into a deep slumber. At least for now she wasn't feeling any pain.

I really shouldn't have punished her with that whip. I see now that it was too harsh a punishment. It really wasn't appropriate for any type of punishment with her. I went overboard and all rationality of the situation had become lost on me. I could have killed her. I don't want her dead especially by my hand or even my teeth.

For her sake and my sanity, I've got to find a way to control my temper. I can't let it get the better of me and let it end up hurting one of my valuables. Right now Bella is my most important valuable.

I found myself continuing to sit on her bed and watch her sleep. I was subconsciously smoothing her hair on the side of her face.

Before long, I noticed Bella's eyes moving rapidly beneath her lids and I realized she was reaching a REM cycle. She began whimpering and I wondered if I had given her a strong enough dose of the pain medication until I realized that she was experiencing a nightmare.

She began thrashing her head and for a while she mumbled incoherently.

However that soon changed. Her breathing turned ragged and she began to scream out. "Please don't hurt me anymore. Please, it hurts so much. I'll do whatever you want, just please don't punish me again. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

I let out an unnecessary breath. Before I realized what I was doing, I began whispering softly to her. "Shh, it's okay Bella. Just rest. I'm not going to hurt you. You're okay now. I'm sorry; I'll make it better."

What the fuck? Did I just apologize … to a human?

At least she was asleep and only heard me in her subconscious. She was still trembling from when her nightmare started. I hesitantly moved my hand over her arm and began to gently rub it back and forth and then in circles, just trying to soothe her enough to calm her down.

After a few minutes her breathing returned to normal and her trembling body stilled. I lied down beside her and gently moved my hand over her body and not in a sexual way. She was relaxing now and dare I say she seemed somewhat comforted? It was quite ironic actually. I was the one that harmed her and now I am the one comforting her. However, I'm sure if she were awake that she wouldn't be feeling so calmed.

I am surprised by my actions. I hadn't felt the need to be in a human's presence for any real length of time for so long now. Bella definitely brought out reactions in me that I didn't even think I possessed. However, I'm sure the only reason I feel compelled to comfort her is the fact that I know my punishment went too far.

That has to be the only reason, isn't it?

My thoughts were interrupted as I heard loud banging on my front door. I tried listening hard to hear the thoughts of whomever it was that had the nerve to pound on my door. However, I could hear nothing. Either someone possessed a mind like Bella's that I couldn't get into, which is highly unlikely, or they are purposely shielding their thoughts from me. I would bet on the latter.

I carefully rose from the bed so as not to disturb Bella and quietly closed the door surprising myself yet again by my own odd behavior.

Snap out of it Edward! It's just a little guilt over taking her punishment too far. Really, you shouldn't even feel guilty; after all she did knowingly disobey you.

I won't allow myself to dwell on such stupid 'human' emotions. Besides, I have other things to deal with right now. I secured the bedroom locks. I know Bella wouldn't be able to go anywhere if she tried. However, I have no idea what my unwanted 'guest' wants since I could not get a read on them.

I made my way downstairs curious as to who is at my door and agitated that they're disturbing me.

I opened the door only to be surprised by the person who stood before me.

"Hello Edward," said the voice of one of the last people I ever expected to hear from again.

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Once again, I must give credit to the wonderful tawelephant for her superb editing.

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