Bella's POV

I woke up completely drained. It was raining and I barely slept. I laid in bed for a while just listening to the rain blow hard against my window. I practically had to drag myself out of bed. I set out to clean up the remains of my dresser before heading to the bathroom.

I jumped in the shower and went downstairs. Charlie was already gone for work. My stomach growled, but I wasn't really hungry. I curled up on the couch and popped in an old home movie. I watched as my mother chased me on the beach.

Whatever happened to the way things were before? I used to be so close to my parents. Now I rarely hear from my mom and Charlie is always gone. I used to be so close to Edward, now all we ever did was fight. I miss being a child when nothing ever went wrong.

I picked up my phone and dialed my mother. On the third ring, she picked up. "Hi sweetie! I hate to cut this short but I'm about to get lunch with Phil. I'll call you later ok?"

"Ok mom, love you."

"Love you too sweetie!" Then the line went dead. I sat there for a moment just holding the phone to my ear. I placed the phone in my lap and sighed.

I decided I would try to make the best of today. I went upstairs and changed into my fluffy purple pajama pants, a black tank top and fuzzy pink slippers. I came downstairs and popped in a horror movie. As the previews were playing, I put some popcorn in the microwave.

I sat down with the popcorn as the wind howled loudly outside. This was the perfect weather for a scary movie. I dug into the buttery goodness as I clicked the play button. I've seen this movie a hundred times but it still always made my heart race.

About thirty minutes into the movie, it started getting creepy. It was almost to the first murder scene. The girl walked around the house thinking she was alone. "Don't do it girl, don't go in the kitchen." I said to the television as if she could hear me. The girl slowly moved into the kitchen to get a snack.

BAM BAM BAM!

"Holy shit!" I jumped and the remaining popcorn landed all over the couch and the floor. My heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest. I pushed pause on the movie just seconds before she would see the killer.

BAM BAM BAM!

It was someone knocking on the door. I must've had the movie up so loud that they had to knock hard for me to hear. I jumped up and ran to the door. Just as I came around the corner, my slipper caught the edge of the end table and I fell against the back door. My hand almost immediately started bleeding.

I opened the door to find Aro standing there with a beautiful maroon umbrella covering him. He looked so out of place standing in the rain with a deep blue pin stripe suit, a medium pink pocket square and a deep blue and white scarf ruffled at his neck. I was about to welcome him in and then I remembered my bleeding hand. I gasped and slammed the door in his face.

As I placed my back against the door, my chest starting heaving in sync with my breathing.

"Isabella please, I'm terribly sorry I was late last night. I showed up but you were sound asleep. Please don't be angry with me." I heard him say through the door.

"No it's not that. I'm bleeding Aro. Please go away before your urge takes over you." I ran to grab a paper towel and put pressure on my hand. As I got to the other side of the kitchen, the door was open. I gasped and backed into the counter.

Aro quickly shook out his umbrella, closed the door and was in front of me in a flash. His familiar scent washed over me. Even in the dim kitchen, he was stunningly beautiful.

"My dear, I'm far from a newborn. The only urge I'm having right now is worry." He took my hand and examined it. It was barely bleeding anymore, as it wasn't a deep cut. He placed pressure on the cut with his cool hands for a moment before guiding me into the living room.

"Sit, please. I'll be right back." He was gone in a flash and back just as I sat on the couch. He held my father's first aid kit in his hands. He slowly pulled out gauze and ointment. He sat down in front of me and placed a bit of ointment on his finger tip. He slowly traced my cut smoothing the ointment out.

It felt so sensual to feel his finger tracing my skin. I closed my eyes and tried to picture his hands tracing over my neck as he looked at me with those milky red eyes. I could feel my body heat rise and my breathing increased.

"Isabella?" He whispered with that delicious Italian accent. I opened my eyes to his face just inches from mine. My hand was patched up and he was staring directly at me. "Isabella are you ok? I felt his breath touch my lips.

I couldn't take it! I fisted my hands into his hair and pulled him into a rough kiss. He equally met mine with as much enthusiasm. I could feel his fingers twine in my hair and lightly tug. I pulled away slightly as a moan escaped me. It gave him just enough time to kiss down my neck as he gripped my sides.

A rumble went through his chest. "Oh, Isabella," he whispered next to my ear.

I was so lost in the moment and my head was fogged with desire. "Oh, Aro!" I gasped. Suddenly my mind was screaming stop. I quickly pulled out of his embrace. "Oh my God!"

I ran upstairs to the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. I pressed my back against the door as I heard him come up the stairs. I slowly slid down the door and put my fists in my hair. Oh my god, what have I done? Every thought raced through my head. What have I done?!

"Isabella, is everything alright?" His voice was filled with worry.

"Aro you need to leave!" I could barely think straight.

"Isabella please just talk to me."

"Go away Aro!" Panic was seeping into every limb of my body. I couldn't contain my fear. What would Edward do? What have I done to our relationship? How could this happen to me?

"I'm not leaving you Isabella, I never will. You're upset and I'm here for you. Please let me in. We can talk about this. Please tell me what I've done wrong." He sighed and I could hear him sit down outside of the door.

I paused for a few minutes seeing if he would leave. Normally by now Edward would've left. "Aro?" I barely whispered.

"Yes cara mia, I'm here. I promise I'm not leaving you like this."

"What have I done?" I barely choked out. My anxiety had calmed down a bit, but I was still upset.

"You've done nothing wrong cara mia. Your heart needs more than what he's providing. I can give that to you and more, if you'd just allow me to." I could hear him place his hand on the door. I wanted to touch him so badly, but I knew this was wrong.

"I'm dating Edward though. He is my first love. I can't just abandon him like that. I love him."

"No matter what you choose to do, I'll always be beside you." He paused before continuing. "Please open the door."

I slowly stood up and opened the door. His scarf was undone and his jacket was open revealing a white low dipped tank top beneath it. He looked so casual with a hint of professionalism. It was so hard to resist him.

He held out his arms to me and I laid my head on his chest. I could lightly feel a hint of chest hair tickle my face. "I don't know what I should do Aro. I know what I want, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid of hurting Edward and I'm afraid of change. How do I know this side of you isn't just temporary? There's so many thoughts going through my head."

"Isabella, you bring out the best in me. I'll always treat you with respect and care. I'm not saying I'm perfect, but for you I'll always try to be."

We held each other close in silence. My heart wanted to be with him, but my mind said I should be with Edward. My first love or my new interest? Why did life have to be so complicated?