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Chapter 11

There was something on Bella's nose.

It felt itchy and huge, and she didn't like it one bit.

After the constant burning, which had made her feel like she'd end up a pile of dark ash on the pale wood of Esme's floors, an itchy nose shouldn't have been a concern, but it was. Bella was irrationally pissed off at whatever was causing her discomfort.

She started swatting at her nose at the same time her eyes opened, revealing Edward's face staring down at her. She swatted him and he flew backward.

"Ugh!" he grunted, as he hit the wall.

What the hell! she thought.

She sat up awkwardly and was flooded with floral smells; the light coming in from the wall of windows was too bright. The large room was unfamiliar. There was a bookcase filled with CDs and records. A piano sat in a corner, its black lacquer gleaming. There was also a guitar resting on a couch.

Esme gently suggested, "Easy, sweet girl. It's just a dust particle."

Weird!

"Where am I?"

"My room," Edward said, rubbing his head as he stood back up. He couldn't stop staring at the woman he loved. The magnetic pull was still between them, but now it was infinitely more intense. The others could see how her beauty had magnified, from her now-buoyant chestnut hair to her lips which were now the color of pink petunias. Edward just saw his Bella, who was as lovely to him now as she was when she was human.

"Perv!" she announced with a grin. All of a sudden, Bella clutched her throat. It felt like sandpaper and her stomach let out a growl. She was famished. "I need some breakfast. Did I sleep in? Did the kids get breakfast?"

"Sarah and Jason are with Rose," Edward said gently. "What do you remember, love?"

Bella stood up on wobbly legs. She felt like a newborn foal. "Weird dreams about being in a fire. Not much else. The twin terrors needing mothering. Umm. . . Hey! We made out twice, so chill out on the love thing."

That was until she really looked at Edward. Her body immediately became heated. Bella wanted to strip him naked and mount him in front of witnesses. She had no shame.

Edward immediately noticed her unbuttoning her top and starting to stalk toward him. He really needed to touch her and murmured, "I bet I can make you call me 'love', my Bella."

"Simmer down, lover boy!" Alice stepped between them, as Edward went to unzip his jeans. "Bella, you need to feed."

Bella stopped and her focus switched immediately. "I'm starved! I don't really want eggs, but I think I really want meat! And, Alice—I'm not a horse you have to strap a feed bag on! You can say 'eat' instead!"

To say that Bella was all over the place would be a big understatement.

She noticed Garrett and James standing in the corner. "Were you two watching me sleep, too? I thought Edward was the only creeper who did that?"

A vision of a naked Edward came into her head; she flew toward him and pushed him against a dresser, the wood cracking and splintering from the force. Bella licked his nose. "Get naked, kid! I'll make you a man!"

Garrett was cracking up. "This is awesome, but I like my porn without Edward's floundering!"

Bella turned to him and hissed.

"Whoa, tiger!" James started walking toward her, his hands held up in a submissive manner. "You really need to get something to eat. We should head to the forest now."

"The kids would love a picnic and—" she began saying, as Esme shook her head.

"Not yet, darling," Esme said.

Alice said quietly, her eyes in a faraway gaze, "It should be okay to see them again in a week."

"What? Wasn't it bad enough that the vampire druggies kept me from my babies?"

Bella looked at Alice as if she were insane. Then it dawned on her.

"Which one of you assholes made me into a monster?"

"Love, it was me and—" Edward began, as she stalked toward him. He smiled as she took his hand. He thought, Of course, she understands!

Bella ripped off his right arm. Instead of dropping it, she used it to whack him on his head.

"What the hell is wrong with you! Couldn't you have waited? They need me! Oh, God! Are they scared? Jay needs me to read stories to him! You stupid, stupid man!"

A white-hot rage filled Bella. They were keeping her from her children and it was all Edward's fault.

Esme cried, "Stop, Bella! The children are having a good time with Emmett and Rose! They're safe!"

"Until Edward eats them!" Bella screamed. Fear and anger were radiating off her twitching body.

"He was going to kill you! Alec was!" Edward cried, as the others tried to pull Bella away.

She stopped and dropped his arm. Her mind was a jumble and it frightened her.

"That poor baby! I'm sure it was an accident." She sniffed and venom pooled in her eyes, causing Bella to scream. "That hurts!"

"So does my armless stump," Edward complained.

"Sorry," Bella muttered and slunk over. She kissed his stump. "There. All better."

He motioned to his arm that Esme was holding. "Making it all better is reattaching it! Mom?"

"Should I help stick it back on?" Bella asked, wrinkling her nose. She had no clue how to accomplish that.

"No, we've got it," Alice stated.

The rage overcame Bella once more. "Did you know that Alec was going to bite me? Keep me away from my children?"

She was grabbed by Garrett and James. It was hard to keep hold of her. Bella thrashed like an agitated shark.

"No! It was an accident! I can't see everything! Please believe me!" Alice pleaded.

Bella stopped thrashing and she smiled. "Okay."

"Girl, you're giving me whiplash!" Garrett continued laughing and threw an arm around her shoulder. "Let me teach you how to suck the blood out of unsuspecting wildlife."

"That is so gross." Bella was already disgusted.

"I agree! Humans are much tastier!" Garrett exclaimed and started laughing at Bella's nauseated expression. Edward growled. "Chill out, Ed! You can't bang her until you get fixed up."

"Let's do that first!" Bella chortled. "No! Please let me see my babies!"

"One week, cutie! Ali will give you the okay then." She was thrown over Garrett's shoulder. Bella started hitting his back. He slapped her bottom, making Edward roar. "Really? Ed, calm down! James, I need back-up with this crazed spitfire."

Bella looked at Edward, watching his arm being reattached and felt an overwhelming joy.

Was this love?

All she really knew was that she wanted every part of him.

XXXXXX

"Were you always a messy eater?" Garrett asked from the log he was sitting on. "I can imagine when you were a child that you were usually covered in peanut butter, tomato sauce, some cookie crumbs—"

Bella growled from where her face was pressed into the doe's belly. Blood was everywhere.

They were in a forest located in the middle of the island, surrounded by dark leaves and wispy ferns. The noises of the fleeing birds above bothered Bella's ears and the smells of the wildlife were maddening. She wanted to gorge on them all.

"You're so cranky now! It's like the worst case of PMS ever, you bloody little minx!" he continued. "It's pretty hot!"

Between slurps, she hissed, "Shut up, fucker!"

He grabbed a tree limb and started scratching his back with it. "Save it for when you deflower Little Ed. Take it easy on him, though. He might cry afterward and pull a Woody Allen."

"What?" Bella looked up with her bloody face, a look that only other vampires would find attractive.

"He will be forever stressing out and asking for critiques about his technique. I don't envy you, sweetheart."

"Do you ever shut up?" Bella wanted more blood. Once she got started, it became less disgusting.

"Nope."

"Are they dead? Alec and Jane?" She felt no ill will toward them. They'd forever be children and that must be horrible.

"I remember you sniffing around the library. The cinnamon and apple smell?" he asked.

"Yes. It was a nice smell."

"It was the teenaged lovers. They've holed up in there. They're scared we're going to kill them," Garrett explained.

"Please don't!"

"That's why they're still alive, because we knew you wouldn't want that. You're a good lady." He poked her deer with a stick. "I think you sucked him dry, you lush!"

Bella gave him the finger. "I want more!"

"Let's get going then, girl! The island was recently replenished with the freshest of livestock!"

They ran through the woods and it was amazing. The air hitting her face made her feel like she was flying through the sky. Bella leaped up and ricocheted off the tree trunks, giggling in glee. In her childhood, she dreamed of flying off the cliffs of La Push and diving into the sea. The cold water hitting her body made her feel more alive than ever before. It was an invigorating fantasy.

She swung from branch to branch like a monkey, as Garrett followed. He called out, "You having fun, kid?"

"I've never been this hap—" Bella almost said happy. It rocked her to the core.

Missing the next branch, Bella tumbled down through the vines and leaves. She landed with her feet securely on the ground.

"No," she sniffled. "Sarah and Jason make me happy! How could I have forgotten about them?"

Garrett landed next to her. "Bella, stop being so hard on yourself! You're a newborn. All your thoughts and feelings are cranked up to eleven like in Spinal Tap."

She crouched on the ground. "I love them more than anything."

He rubbed her back. "I know."

She could see their little faces in her head—Sarah, playing with her Barbies on her bed decorated in daisies; Jason, jumping up and down when trying to catch bubbles. What were they going to do now?

"They're going to grow up, live full lives. . . and die! I have to watch them die!" She started clawing at the ground.

"Stop!" He grabbed her tightly. "When they get to be adults, we change them!"

Bella looked at the dirt caked underneath her nails. "They're part wolf like Jake."

"So? It will happen! I promise!" Garrett exclaimed. He meant every word.

"Jake is still alive. We're still married. What should I do about Edward?" She looked up into the tops of the trees where the sun was peeking out. Garrett had become her most trusted advisor.

Garrett pulled her up to stand. "The Big Bad Wolf is a widower, little girl. You're dead."

"Damn, you're right!" she muttered. He squeezed her hand, and she looked at him with a small smile. "I always wanted a big brother."

He started walking with her farther into the woods. "Even one that finds you doable?"

"You're so gross!"

"I will make the perfect big brother, then!" He saw her sniffing the air. "What is it?"

She could smell the hot blood and sweat. "Something delicious!"

Bella ran toward the smell of the liquid which led right up to a magnificent beast.

"Hey, pussycat," she addressed the mountain lion. "You and I are going to be great pals. At least for a few minutes."

Its gold eyes regarded her. His coat was smooth and the hue of caramel taffy. He hissed.

Bella hissed back and sprung onto the lion's back. They started rolling on the ground, his only piercing her clothing and ripping it to shreds. She didn't notice a bit. Instead, she laughed and enjoyed every moment of the fight, right up until she sunk her teeth into his neck to feed. The hot blood coated her throat along with her bare skin.

Edward had caught up to them, his mind filled with worry. It was hard to shake the constant concern for her well-being, even after losing a limb to his love. He skidded to a stop next to Garrett and whispered reverently, "She's so lovely."

"So bloody lovely." Garrett flashed him a wicked grin and added, "Literally bloody. Did you bring any Wet Naps? You're probably having a panic attack over the mess."

"Get the hell out of here!" Edward roared and started stalking toward Bella.

Garrett gave a wave. "Be good, kids!"

They didn't even notice that he'd left.

Bella looked up at Edward from her kill. The blood dripped from her chin and onto the soft fur of the mountain lion. Her eyes narrowed. "You planning on sharing my dinner?"

"No, but I'm planning on licking the leftovers off your skin." He pounced and proceeded to kiss her lips which were stained burgundy.

She flipped him onto his back and ripped off his old t-shirt featuring The Who. He nipped at her face and started removing the little scraps of fabric stuck to her breasts. He murmured, "That shirt was vintage."

"Get over it!" she demanded, as she bit into his chest. He howled in a mix of both pain and ecstasy. "That was payback for the three days of burning, lover."

"Do it again!" he hissed, sucking her nipple into his mouth and removing the drying red droplets scattered there. His hand began to stroke her hard between her legs.

Bella's scream sent hundreds of squawking parrots into the air.

Pulling away, Bella took Edward's pants and ripped them in half. Without thought, she lowered herself onto him and rocked her body hard. He cried out, "Bella, my love! More! Please!"

They were easily heard back at the main compound. Emmett's laughs were ignored.

Edward flipped Bella over and pumped into her, as the wildlife screeched around them. They bit each other and licked each other's blood-covered skin.

As his fingers twisted in her hair, he begged, "Say it, Bella!"

"I love you!" she yelled as she came.

He continued to pound into her until his own release. He collapsed his weight on her body, his copper head resting on her breasts. "I love you too, Bella."

He crawled up and shifted himself, so her head was close to his. "You made me the happiest man in the world. How was I? I wasn't too rough, was I? You liked the way I bit—"

She sat up on her elbow. "Are you serious?"

"I forgot my nebbish glasses and oversized khakis, but what could I do? My lady is a wildcat and eats them, too."

Bella laughed. "I guess you heard Garrett?"

He pulled her down and kissed her tenderly. "Of course! He's a loudmouth and his brain is even more so."

Bella kissed Edward's neck. "Should we go back?"

"We have no clothes," he pointed out. "I'm sure everybody will love the naked Bella and Edward show."

"Alice didn't see this?"

He snuggled closer. "Probably, but this is getting you back for considering to behead her."

Bella looked at him in concern. "Your arm?"

He stuck a finger into her folds and then another. He moved them slowly. "The fingers seem to be in working order. Why don't we hang out here and keep trying them out?"

Those fingers went faster.

Panting heavily, Bella suggested, "We can fashion clothing out of leaves. Oh, God, Edward!"

Adding in the middle, he moved faster. He moved harder. His teeth bit into her shoulder. "A wicked Adam and Eve."

Bella ceased to register his words. "Edward, oh, love! Edward! Love!"

He knew he could get her to say it.