Before now, I never really knew what anger felt like. Never had the reason to. Anger was like a monster inside of me. Clawing at my throat, begging me to say the most spiteful words that I could. My eyes burned, the tears almost itching to fall down and splatter in thousands of tiny crystal shards at my feet.

Who were they to dance into my life and take it all away from me?

Invading my privacy, stealing my identity and then having the nerve to call me family? Have my picture on their wall?

I now knew how easily the things that were mine, could become theirs. In the end all they did, was just press a button and Isabella (call me Bella) Marie Swan simply vanished. And with a press of the button, in came Willow Jane Cullen.

Willow Jane Cullen.

Who was she? Did her laughter sound like bells? Was she the most beautiful girl in the world? Did she laugh at everyone's jokes? Or did she cry at anything sad?

I didn't know who she was. It was just a title given to me.

Bella doesn't exist.

Breath Swan.

I assessed my situation. I was now a rich girl, living in a big city with a family that loved her. I could keep that façade? Couldn't I?

The anger inside of me laughed.

Or you could be out there solving crimes and saving people from sadistic murders. Isn't that what you were born for, why you endured the sleepless nights studying how to notice the subtlest of changing. Isn't it Cullen?

Shut up. Just shut up.

Since when have I made a habit of talking to myself?

I found that I was on the ground, on my knees, staring at my palms. My fingers were out stretched as though reaching for something. Then they curled into fists.

"I don't think that you have the right to be angry with us."

So now, that velvet voice made an much unwanted appearance. My nails dug into my palms, and my teeth ground together.

I stood up.

Gave him the most sickliest, sweetest, smile that I could muster.

I also punched him in the face.

As much as I wanted it to, my iron fist never came into contact with his face.

His golden eyes were boring into my brown ones. The anger inside of me had been laughing triumphantly. Then it stopped, and vanished with an almost audible poof.

"Let go of me." I said more out of desperation and fear than anger.

So, what now, the anger decides to leave right when I needed it most?

Bleep.

His hand was encasing mine, and he turned his head slightly as though he was surprised, inspecting them together. The most demonic grin spread across his face.

"No, Willow, I will not. As a matter a fact, I like it so much that I think that I will take it."

Willow. He had called me Willow. It made Bella seem like a distant memory now. The anger made a leap out of me.

I started to squirm and say incoherent things. I swore in French, Russian and Austrian. I kicked him in the shin, calling him Darth Vader. The tears came out full blast now.

He never let go of my hand, though. Simply held it while my hysteria enthused. Then, as though he had finally came to the decision. He yanked my hand back and his lips came crashing down on mine.

Fire. All I knew was fire.

A pleasant and slow burn that ran up and down my spine.

Silence. For a moment my mind was silent, to shocked to think anything. I froze and after a few seconds I melted, my body reacted all on its own. My eyes slowly closed, and I relaxed my guard, on my mind and my body.

My eyes flew open and I pushed him away from me.

"NO!"

He immediately pulled back from me. For a moment I could see the hurt reflected in his eyes, then it was gone.

In order for am agent to be successful, they must not have any distraction. While following a suspect one must only eat when absolutely necessary.

Romantic interactions are not allowed.

My mind fired at me. Hours and hours spent memorizing my notes from class. I had trained myself for a moment like this.

Still.

This was my first kiss. My very first one. I perfectly ruined a defectless moment.

I drew in a shaky breath.

Edward Cullen was still holding my hand.

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