A/N: Stephenie Meyer created Twilight.

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BPOV

The three of us stayed in the bathroom for a few more minutes, splashing cold water on our faces. Alice re-touched all of our make-up, without a word. I was grateful for that, because after crying for that long of a time, I must've looked like a mess. Alice gripped my hand hard as we left the tiny room and headed back towards the table. Edward was talking to Emmett, and from what I saw, looked normal. I breathed a sigh of relief as I sat down next to him. He turned around immediately and grinned, his eyes glowing with happiness.

"Hello again," He murmured softly. I blushed and reached for my water glass. Alice stiffened next to me, but I gave her a look. She relaxed and leaned against Jasper. At this exact moment, I knew I didn't have to worry about Possessed Edward. This was the Edward I knew. His eyes narrowed as he searched my face. His thumb rubbed gently under my left eye, noticing the puffiness.

"Were you crying?" He asked. I didn't want to answer, but I sniffled, blowing my cover. His hands cupped my face lovingly and he kissed my forehead. I glanced around the table and saw that his family was politely looking the other way, all except for Emmett. He had a huge smile on his face. I laughed and Edward pulled back, his hands still on my face.

"Do you want to go back to the hotel?" I shook my head, wanting to commit this evening to memory, just in case something was to go wrong.

"No, not yet." I spent the rest of the evening with the Cullen family, laughing so hard at Emmett's antics that my sides actually hurt. When Edward noticed the huge yawn I tried to hold back, he announced that we were leaving. I said my goodbyes, hugging each of them, spending a little more time on Alice. Edward tugged on my hand and pulled me close as we left the restaurant. Apparently he had gone through some serious manner training, probably taught by Esme. He was a true gentleman, something I had not seen before. He opened the passenger door for me, helped me into his vehicle and buckled me in. He held my hand the entire drive back to the hotel, and as we walked through the lobby. He paused in front of the hotel's bar, and dragged me into it. There were three couples left, talking quietly in a corner. The bartender was cleaning up, restocking his supplies.

"Ahh, excellent." Edward said, pointing to the other side of the room. A glossy black grand piano sat unattended, its ivory keys glowing in the low light.

"I don't think you can play this, Edward." I whispered as Edward slid onto the bench. He patted the spot next to him and I sat, nestling close to him. His fingers glided over the keys, randomly playing chords.

"Why not?" He began playing a song that I instantly recognized. It was a Ben Folds song, Zak and Sara. Edward sang along, his actions getting more and more animated as the song progressed. By the end, I was laughing and the couples in the bar gave him a standing ovation. Edward grinned crookedly and my heart did a lazy flip in my chest. Edward plunked out some random bits of songs and chords and finally settled on a song. I had always been a fan of Gavin DeGraw, but the way Edward was singing his song ruined Gavin for me. I would never be able to listen to another one of his songs without picturing the way Edward sang it in my head. As the beginning notes of More Than Anyone were played, I was hypnotized by the man next to me. We locked eyes, and it felt like there were no other people in the room. The song ended and Edward grabbed my hand, gently pulling me to the elevators. We wrapped our arms around each other. The ride up was too fast, in my opinion, but Edward kept his arms around me as we entered our room.

"Do you want anything to drink?" He asked quietly. I shook my head, trying desperately to hold back a yawn.

"No. I'm actually thinking about taking a shower and going to bed." I stretched my arms up over my head. Edward smiled, letting go of me.

"Be careful. I don't think I could handle another near-death experience." I laughed tiredly and went into the bathroom, not noticing the immediate change in his expression and how his eyes turned pitch black. I turned the shower on and was beginning to undress when the door slammed open and Edward stormed in. I wrapped a towel around me and spun around.

"Edward! What are you doing in here?"

"Get on the bed." He growled and stalked towards me. I was shocked at his behavior and stayed where I was.

"I said, get on the god damn bed!" He roared and grabbed my arm, his fingers squeezing like a vise. I cried out and dug my heels into the floor, but the tiles were slippery and I fell, landing hard on my hip. Pain shot through me and I bit my lip, but a whimper escaped.

"Let go of me!" I said through gritted teeth. His fingers tightened and yanked me up high, my feet dangling above the floor. I looked down at Edward and gasped when I saw his black eyes. The Edward from before had been replaced. His other hand wrapped around my throat, slowly squeezing. My eyes grew wide and I began to struggle. Panic coursed through me.

"Edward, let me down!" I gasped, pulling desperately at his hand. His jaw clenched and he began to shake. He dropped me and left. I wheezed, catching my breath. My body radiated in pain. I laid on the tiles for a moment, composing myself. I let out a scream when Edward came back in and grabbed my ankles, pulling me across the floor. My hands searched for something to hold onto, but it was useless. He threw me onto the bed and landed on top of me. He was breathing hard, muttering under his breath. Reasoning with whatever was in him was out of the question at the moment; I was terrified of what was happening. I had seen my fair share of possessions, but nothing at powerful as this one. Deciding playing submissive was the best course of action, I went limp under him and closed my eyes. I reminded myself what was happening wasn't coming from Edward, but what was inside of him. But something in me wept, knowing that the first time I was going to be with Edward would be permanently stained. Crawling into the depths of my mind, I detached myself from my surroundings and became a shell.