CHAPTER NINE
Edward had never tasted a sweeter blood. He knew she would taste special. He completely drained her veins and craved more when he had consumed every drop of blood. He knew he'd never find another person who would taste so good but that didn't matter. He licked his lips and looked down at the corpse of the girl. Her skin was paler now in death than it had been in life and it was cold to the touch having no blood to keep her warm. Her arms were limp and he leaned over to break the bonds tying her to the bed but he caught sight of Bella's face. Her expression unnerved him; there was a ghost of the ecstasy she felt when she died left on her face, along with terror. She was so scared the entire time and it haunted Edward. It made him feel strange, he had never felt like this before and it took him a while to realise what he was feeling. When he knew it shocked him.
He felt remorse.
He removed her bonds and laid her on her side, closing her eyes. He made her look like she was sleeping. Bruises were beginning to appear on her skin where he had held her too tight. She looked so peaceful now and he became lost in her face. He couldn't understand how he was able to kill her. He had felt less and les like a vampire from the first moment he had spent staring at the girl's face as she lay sleeping, just the other night. He mourned for his human life; missing the simplicity of it and resented the fact that he had to spend the rest of his life killing terrified and innocent victims like Bella Swan. Looking into Bella's dead face he suddenly saw everything from her point of view, he imagined what she felt and it sickened him. He hated his existence and wished it would end.
Little did he know that someone else wanted the same thing.
Writer's note: apologies that this chapter is so short. A new, normal-sized chapter will be up soon.