Okay, so... just to fill you guys in a bit, I decide to take a little turn in this story. I was going for something else at first, but I decided a little action never hurt anyone. More to come, of course.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I am not Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 11- Couldn't Resist

Gym.

Even while I was still human I never really understood the purpose of gym. Plus, as a human, I was always incredibly uncoordinated. Another improvement that came with being a vampire: I was now incredibly poised. Yes, exercise is good for the body, but shouldn't exercise be a choice? I fidgeted, uncomfortable in my seat. I didn't dress today. Lately, I haven't been able to concentrate on my strength. I believe it's because I haven't fed in about a week now. Carlisle believes I should test my limits. Edward disagrees of course. He says we shouldn't flirt with disaster.

For the most part, Edward is right. The constant burning in my throat, the ache in my stomach, the excess flow of venom in my mouth was maddening. Not to mention the young human teenagers running around in front of me. Teasing me. Showing me exactly what I want but can never have. I sighed mentally.

Sitting on the bleachers, I began wondering idly about what Edward might be doing at this very moment in his Health class. Probably pretending to pay attention, I guessed. It is completely ridiculous for one of us to take a heath class, especially because it is impossible for us to die from some kind of mortal illness…

At that moment, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the young boy, Mike Newton, fall off the edge of one of the bleachers. The crack from his ankle was loud enough for me to hear from this distance, and the sound echoed in my head. I knew immediately he had broken it.

I got up quickly from my seat, and forced myself down the stairs. I had to escape before I smelled his fear or his pain, before the familiar smell caught up to me. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of looking back at him. I saw that he did indeed break his ankle, but that was not what halted my eager steps. His bright crimson blood seeped from the side of his ankle, staining his white sneakers and the polished gym floor.

Before I had the chance to turn and run from the gym, the scent of his sweet pulsating blood hit me like a ton of bricks. I took one long deep breath and the monster inside of me purred in delight. His scent was so powerful, too powerful. It was the only thing that mattered to me now. The only thing I've ever truly wanted, needed.

I felt my fingers and toes prickle with desire as I watched Mike Newton lay bleeding on the floor. He's just a boy! I screamed in my head. He didn't do anything to you! I quickly shoved the protesting away from my mind. You want him, said the animal inside me. You want his blood. Take him, hunt him. I've been resisting human blood for too long, denying what I am, what I really want. One, two, maybe three civilians would have to die, but that's not many. My family and I would have to leave Forks forever, but I didn't care. Edward would hate me, but I didn't care.

I watched as a young girl with bushy curly hair helped Mike to his feet. He balanced himself well on his good foot, and used the girl for support as they limped their way towards the back doors.

"Have the nurse call his parents," said the female coach to the limping couple.

I quickly strode towards the double-doors the girl and Mike Newton disappeared through. The teenagers in the gym where chaotic, buzzing about with excitement of Mike Newton's unfortunate accident; no one noticed that I disappeared.

Once I reached the end of the dark stairway, I slowed my pace, stalking Mike and the girl as she helped him limp down another flight of stairs. Closing my eyes, I listened intently to my surroundings. I could hear everything, heartbeats belonging to the two in front of me, and the heartbeats of the children and teachers up stairs in the gymnasium. No one was around. No one would witness. Only one other casualty will be fine, I thought. I could snap her neck in two before Mike has the chance to scream.

Within the instant the thought ran through my mind, I was by her side. I grabbed her fragile neck in my left hand and yanked sideways. The crunch beneath my fist echoed in the small stairway; I noticed her blood now seeping onto my hand. Before Mike Newton had the chance to scream, I placed my right hand over his mouth. His eyes were wide, shocked, terrified. I smiled gently at him.

"Don't scream," I whispered while blowing my cool breath across his face.

His eyes glazed over and he nodded ever so gently, so I released my hand. I carefully ran my fingers along the length of his cheek, and then across his smooth warm lips, down his tender jaw, and to along his fragile neck. I felt the tight vein pulsing beneath my fingers. The scent and look of terror on his face made him smell that much more appetizing. The blood on my left hand and the blood seeping from his ankle continued to burn my throat. As I licked my lips, I noticed his eyes on my mouth. I felt sad for the poor boy for a moment. After all, he is just a child, but the smell of his blood quickly clouded over my mind.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled seconds before I was unable to resist temptation any further. I leaned down quickly and sunk my teeth into base of his neck.

I heard his short gasp as I took my first drink. I was much too thirsty, unable to savor every moment, I drank his blood in deeper…

And then I woke up.

My eyes fluttered open and Mike Newton was dead in my arms, his body cold and completely drained. Shocked, I dropped his limp form onto the ground and stepped a couple of feet away from him. To my left was the young girl I recognized as Jessica Stanley from my Spanish class.

"What have I done…?" the words barely left my mouth. I was still able to taste the boy's blood on my tongue. Indeed I felt stronger, but the power was sickening. It was sickening because it was evidence of the horrible crime I had just committed. And now that I've made the biggest mistake I could have ever made, what was I to do?

Dispose of the bodies, I thought, instantly. I grabbed the two dead bodies from the ground and sprinted down the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs there was a janitor's room. I must have used too much strength when I opened the door, because I momentarily realized I had broken it from its hinges. Quickly, I closed my eyes and listened to my surrounding. Students and teachers were still in the gym. No one has heard. Carefully, I shoved the two bodies onto a shelf and covered them with black plastic bags. Once satisfied the bodies were properly hidden, I set the door in its place. It was obvious the hinges were broken; however, the door wouldn't fall unless someone tried to open it.

"What have I done?" I whispered again as I stared at the broken door in front of me.

Suddenly, Edward's face flashed through my mind.

"What have I done?!" I screamed, clutching fists of my hair in my hands.

On the opposite wall from the janitor's door was a glass cover of a bulletin board. On the glass I saw my reflection, hands in my wild brown hair, white skin and to my complete disgust, blood red eyes.

I screamed when I saw my reflection. Proof that I actually drank human blood was evident in my eyes. Instantly, I ran from the building. I have to find Edward, I thought. I have to tell him what happened. What have I done?

Walking in the light drizzle towards the bungalow Edward's class is in, I looked down at my hands and noticed my left hand was stained with blood. Quickly I buried my fist into my jacket pocket, keeping my gaze to the ground as I passed some nearby students.

Quickening my pace, within a matter of seconds I was now outside of Edward's classroom. Quietly, I peeked through the tiny horizontal window on the classroom door, searching for him in one of the seats. There he was. He was bent over a book, and seemed to be concentrating. Though he looked like he was deep in thought, I knew he would still hear me even if I whispered his name. I opened my mouth, but no sound would come out. I was in shock. I was terrified. Within the past five minutes or so, I've ruined not only my life, but Edward's life as well. My love, my forever. What have I done to him?

"Edward…" my voice broke as I choked his name out.

Instantly, Edward's head snapped up and faced me. But he just sat there, starring at me, his mouth ajar and his eyes wide, horrified. Dry sobs fell from my lips as I watched his expression. As soon as the first whimper escaped my lips, Edward stood up, not even bothering to explain to his teacher as he walked quickly to the door.

I backed away and cast my eyes to my feet. Again, I noticed more blood. I bent quickly, determined to wipe the evidence from my shoes.

"Bella…" Edward whispered, grabbing me by the shoulders as he tried to peer into my now crimson eyes. "What have you done?"

"I'm sorry, Edward!" I sobbed, "I couldn't control it. I'm sorry!"

Before I could finish my apology, Edward grabbed me tight against his chest, one hand on my back and the other rubbing my hair.

"No, it's okay, Bella. Everything is going to be alright." Suddenly, Edward's entire body went rigid. "We have to go. I believe Alice and Jasper are at my car as we speak."

Edward held me against his chest as we walked through the parking lot towards his silver Volvo. Luckily, there were only two students out of class. Leaning against the side of the Edward's car, facing us, was indeed Alice and Jasper.

"Bella!" Alice screamed. She wore a frightened expression as she ran towards me.

Before she was able to reach me, I shut my eyes and I hid my face in Edwards shoulder. I didn't want her to see the red in my eyes, I was so ashamed.

"Bella, it's alright. Please, look at me." It was a request.

I tightened my hold on Edward, lacing my fingers behind his back, and I prayed he wouldn't pull away.

"Alice…" Edward said, and I heard him rather than saw him toss his keys to her. "You drive. I'll sit in the back with Bella. We need to call Rose, Esme and Carlisle. They need to know what happened, and we must leave Forks immediately."

"The Trea—"

"Yes, Alice!" Edward had cut her off.

The Treaty, I thought. The wolves. I felt my body begin to tremble. I've put us all in danger and now I'm forcing Edward's family to leave their home.

"Everything is going to be alright, Bella," Edward cooed in my ear. "Don't worry."

Edward placed his large hand on my back and began rubbing soothing circles on my. Unfortunately, I didn't help much. Just the idea of him trying to comfort me made me that much more horrified with myself.

"I'm sorry," I moaned into his shoulder again.

"Bella, please! It's fine. It happens. Everything is going to be alright!" Alice yelled to me from the front seat.

I couldn't and wouldn't believe her or Edward. I've killed a person from Forks. I've broken the treaty. I clung to Edward even tighter, trying to relieve the pain I felt inside. Edward felt my anxiety and clung tighter to me also. His arms were strong around shoulders as he forced me tighter to his chest. Slowly, I began to feel my anxiety subside.

As we were speeding down the highway towards Edward's home, I heard Jasper's low frantic voice. I knew immediately that he was talking to Carlisle.

"I don't know exactly how to say this, but Bella… fed from one of the humans from school. Yes. No, she's here. Edward is here with her. I believe we should all meet at our home and discuss what is possibly going to take place very soon. Yes, the treaty, its broken. I'm going to call Rosalie and Emmett right now. Okay, see you soon."

"What did he say?" Alice asked Jasper. Her voice sounded slightly strained.

"He said we have to arrange a plan to get Edward… and Bella to safety. He believe the wolves will be coming for us as soon as they find out. Alice, I don't think you'll be able to see them."

I herd Alice's small gasp. I gripped tighter to Edward from the sound. Although I knew I was supposed to me frightened, I suddenly felt a wave of calm and ease spread through me. slowly I felt my hands relax on Edward's waist.

"Thank you, Jasper," I mumbled, my face still in Edward's shoulder.

"Your welcome, Bella. Now, I need to call Rosalie." Pause. "Rose! It's Jasper. You need to leave school immediately and meet us all at the house. No, I'll tell you all of the information as soon as you get there."

I felt my body begin to tremble once again. The idea of Rosalie being angry with me sent a shock through my spine. How much more could I take today?

Suddenly, I felt the car pull to a halt.

"We're here, Bella," Edward whispered very low in my ear.

I removed my face from his shoulder and peered into his wide, worried golden eyes. All the pain I felt was mirrored in his expression. I closed my eyes. It was just too much pain to see on a face which belonged to an angle.

"I'm sorry, Edward," I said again, with my eyes closed. I felt my face twist in a frown as I began to sob. Still, no tears escaped my eyes. "I'm so sorry," I pleaded again.

"Bella, no… Please, no!" he said.

Edward gripped my face in his hands, holding my tight so I couldn't turn away. I noticed he wasn't being careful with his strength. He really wanted me too look at him. Hesitantly I opened my eyes. He was merely inches from my face.

"Bella, listen to me. It doesn't matter if you fed off a human or not. Your still the same person. Everybody slips occasionally. Please stop worrying so much. Everything is going to be fine." He gave me a gentle smile. "Please, Bella. Stop torturing yourself."

"But your family…"

"They are going to be fine. We are going to be fine. Soon this will all be over and then we can leave and go to that deserted island and be together… forever."

I felt my throat grow tight again. "You promise?" was all I could force out.

"Yes, Bella. I promise."

So, Bella kills Mike and Jessica. Well, honestly to me, I never did like Jessica much. Actually, I hate girls like that, so I decided to put her in the story, but get rid of her as soon as possible. haha And what better way to kill her than Bella herself.

Also, I do kind of like Mike's character, even though he's a bit pushy and annoying. I still have a sensitive side for the guy, which is why I made HIM the guy who had the blood Bella wanted. But hey! just to let you know... he wasn't her dose of heroin. Not like the feeling Edward had/has about Bella's blood in the real Twilight. Not the same. She was just really thirst in this story, and his blood smelled tasty to her. haha

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