A/N: Hello! I haven't gotten back to any reviews but please know that I read them all and appreciate them greatly; they literally make my day!
I know the story might be going slow and most of you really want to know what happened between Edward and Bella but please remember this is the very start of their relationship and not everything can come out so soon. Sorry if that bothers you and thankx to those willing to be patient; this is my first attempt at writing which has been even remotely successful. I really am trying my best!
But I will give you guys this one thing: EDWARD AND BELLA ARE...goin to have a long journey ahead!
Sorry couldn't resist. And sorry for the long a.n.
Warning:these aren't stephine's vamps but this is a story with the dark aspects of vampirism.
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XOXOXO
~Huda
`I laid my head against the window and it wasn't long before I succumbed to sleep and allowed it to overtake my heavy brain, in an attempt to escape reality even for a short time.
When I opened my eyes I was laying on a soft comfortable bed with a grand glittering golden canopy. The bed was made of wrought iron with small flowery patterns, draped in different shades of gold mounted by a huge mountain of pillows and cushions and the finest silk sheets.
The room itself was also decorated in varying shades of neutral colours alongside gold. The bed was on a raised platform against one wall, another wall had two doors on it – probably the bathroom and the wardrobe, there was a large dresser in the middle of them.
There was a huge floor to ceiling window on one wall that led out to a beautiful balcony with comfortable furniture and an even pettier view of rolling hills and a crystal clear lake in the far distance.
The bigger and grander door adjacent to the bed opened just as I sat up and Edward walked in seemingly lost in thought. He was only wearing his shirt untucked and pants from the wedding, but I was still in my wedding dress. Thank god!
I sat still, not daring to move in an attempt to not draw attention to myself. I didn't know why I did that; it was obviously futile.
He stood at the foot of the bed and smirked down at me. He took his time looking up and down my body, eyes darkening after every circuit, just as my heart sped up more.
Before I could even blink, he had me pressed against the headboard, my hands held above me with one of his while he straddled me. His other hand came to grasp my chin firmly, making me look squarely into his dark eyes as he spoke.
"Who's going to save you now, little girl?" he laughed. "I know of the hollow promises of my family; yet are you not smart enough to know that they cannot do one thing to save you? No one can."
I closed my eyes, suddenly not having any energy to rebut, to tell him that he was wrong, that I wasn't helpless – when deep in my heart I knew that he held absolute power over my life the moment he demanded my hand. My throat closed up and I felt impending tears sting the back of my eyelids.
Edward tugged my chin harshly, enough to make me yelp in pain, "Did I tell you to close your eyes?" he demanded, eyes tinged with fury while his voice remained indifferent as though he was inquiring about the weather.
He seemed to want an answer as his grip on my chin and my wrists tightened the longer I remained silent. "No." My voice came out weaker than I hoped; I didn't want my fear evident but knew he could smell it in the air.
He smirked, obviously enjoying my discomfort."Now that you are completely mine, Isabella, there are some ground rules. Rules that if not followed would result in immediate punishment."
WHAT!
It didn't take a lot to see that by punishment he meant hitting me, causing me physical pain. How was I supposed to not bend to his will if he hit me? I had promised – no swore – myself that I would not give up, wouldn't become his slave. Yet I had never been hit by anyone and had a low pain tolerance – dangerously low. I was a beloved princess not an abused girl, and while I believed my will was strong, my body wasn't. If he proceeded to torture me into submission I knew that I would bend; betrayed by my weak body against my strong mind.
"Rule number one, my dearest," he spat, "is to never and never disobey me. You are to always do as I say. I am your master now; you are mine to do with as I please. You are no longer free; you are mine." He whispered, running his nose from my jaw to my ear, fanning his cold breath across my face and chilling me to the bone with dread.
"Secondly, you may have contact with your immediate family but you are not to utter a single word to them about the true nature of our relationship. To them I merely use you to fulfil my occasional thirst for your exceptionally sweet blood – which I will do, much more than just occasionally " he added with a meaningful dark wink "– and that other than that you are free and content; if not happy." He continued slowly, lowly, skimming his icy lips down my throat and across my collarbone.
"Third, don't ever try to escape. I am the world's most dangerous predator and I will hunt you down with ease. But after I find you, you or your family wouldn't be at ease ever again, understood?" at this his voice turned cold; menacing laced with promise and I caught the glimpse of the unearthly vampire again. A tremor ran down my spine as he once again threatened my family to keep me. "There isn't a place on this planet you can hide from me, little girl." He finished.
Suddenly I found myself off the bed standing in front of him as he reached up to take off my crown and the pins holding up my hair and veil. He did that with his supernatural speed, then moved on to removing Esme's necklace from my neck; where his fingers lingered a little too long over my artery as I gulped.
He placed the jewellery on the dresser in one corner, then reached up slowly to take off the earrings he had given me – not as a present but as a reminder; a mark of his ownership. He removed them, fingering the engraved initials he murmured suggestively, "My mark looks splendid on you, how do you feel about a little bit more marking?" his eyes further darkened; the gold getting sucked by darkness and moved to capture and hold my wide gaze.
"This time directly on the skin? And also a mental one to reminder of whom you belong to now?" He finished leaning down and running his lips over my exposed throat, tilting my head backwards to gain better access, his cold breath making goosebumps rise on my delicate skin, as the blood rushed rapidly underneath.
"Wh...what?" I stuttered, unsure of what he was implying. My brain was clouded with fear and worry for myself and my family, my nose filled with a sweet yet somehow musky aroma of honey, lilac and what I imagined sunshine to smell like – which I had begun to associate with Edward. It was ironic; a sweet pleasant scent for a despicable monster.
Instead of answering he turned me around and began to undo the zipper at the back of my dress. It took me a couple of seconds before my mind caught up to what was happening. I started to struggle; to get away from him, NOW!
Suddenly my dress was on the floor, and I stood enclosed in Edward's unyielding arms in just my underwear and corset. I kept on kicking my legs; my arms held down by his.
"This would be soo much more pleasant if you didn't resist. But don't fret; I don't mind having to get a little rough, my wife." He breathes as he abruptly bit into my neck.
I screamed and thrashed, only one thought running through my mind - to run, to hide and to preserve my life.
I could feel the blood being sucked out of my body, as my heart furiously pumped more out my veins and into his awaiting and eager mouth.
It didn't hurt a lot, not after the initial sharp sting but the instinct to get away from this violation was overpowering and I continued my futile struggle against him.
A subconscious part of me knew what was surely to come after this, and willed me to get away; to not allow him to intrude my body on a whole another level than the one he was already breaching by taking my blood. But my human body was the body of a prey, and his was of the ultimate predator. I had no hope of escaping; only enduring.
I went limp in his hold not doing anything except breathing, letting him take away my life source.
Was my fight already gone? I felt pathetic, ashamed of myself, as I stood there and accepted my fate.
A/N: Hope u enjoyed the chapter and review!
Xoxox
~Huda
