So, I'm in a good mood tonight; I'm wide awake, an I finished another chapter. I want to say that I have been getting so much supposrt for this story lately, and if it wasn't for those of you that follow, favorite, and review I wouldn't have the courage to keep on going. I hope you guys enjoy this chpater, because IT'S FOR YOU!
Bpov
If there is one word I can always use to describe Jacob Black, it would be impulsive. His lips pressed to mine, his body hot, and yet not even two words had been exchanged between us. Was this a sweet reunion, or was it all a bittersweet mind trick? I don't know if I'm going crazy, but if I am, I'm proud to say that I've finally gone off the deep end.
Epov
Isabella Swan, the girl with eyes that remind me of chocolate gumdrops, and hair that makes me desire strawberries, is beautiful. I wanted to tell her the first night I saw her, but I smelled her first. Her scent hit me like a football tackle from Emmett and like a fool (forgetting that there was a human in the house) I ran towards it. The knob to her room door turned slowly and not once did she stir.
It took me less that a second to walk across the room, and soon I was standing over her. Her skin reminded me of a slab of marble, just waiting to be made into a piece of art, bu even the world's most renown artist wouldn't be able to ignore the beauty of her. Her hair was spread wildly against the pillow, creating shadows on her pale skin. Her lips slightly parted, just waiting to be kissed. A small blush formed in her cheeks, an the steady thrum of her heart beating made it all flow. It had been almost a century since I've wanted; since I've lusted over something that I could easily kill. "So fragile." the words left my mouth and I reached towards her, but I stopped myself. This is wrong, I thought. I left the room. The thought of Isabella led me downstairs and surprisingy I found myself sitting at my piano. taking a deep breath the slow burn in my throat reminded me of her beauty and my instinct to kill this girl. My fingers flowed across the keys and music flitted out easily.
I was almost halfway through the sonh when I heard footsteps; my hands faltered. "You can do this," I told myself, "resist." So, I kept playing. Soon she was next to me. I could hear the loudness of her breathing and heartbest as one, so when she touched me I couldn't stop the slam of urges. I wanted to give into this animalistic urge. Grab her, slam her into the piano, and drain her for all she was worth, but I had to find the strength.
Ripping my hands from hers I did the one thing I knew I could. I ran.
Smooth mood brother. I heard echo through my head.
Damn you , Alice.
Bpov
The world around me becomes lost, and suddenly I'm caught up in him. The warmth of his skin slowly burns with mine; I can't hear anything outside of the beating of my heart. I never want to open my eyes, This can't be real.
Epov
"Hey guys." The words left her mouth slowly and yet I hung on them. She's an Angel, I thought, an angel and I'm a demon that wants to covet her. I want her to be mine forever. I want to love her, but the burn in my throat disagrees, it's telling me to drain her; kill her; feed.
"…So, you're going to be riding with Edward." that piece of info if the only thing that sticks with me as Alice shoots Bella a smile, and me a look. Don't fuck this up, Eddie. It takes everythig in me not to mess up making the first move, and thankfully she looks as nervous as me. Introduce yourself! My mind screams.
"I'm sorry if we got off to the wrong start." my fingers find my hair before I can stop them, smooth move, I think annoyingly, "So I guess I'll start by introducing myself officially, I'm Edward, and I'm told you like to be called Bella." On impulse I quickly pick up her plame and press my lips to it, resist the urge. her skin is warm, and it tingles at my touch. "Did you know that Bella means beautiful in italian?" I asked
She bites her bottom lip and blood brings fire to her cheeks and my desire. I wonder if I've said something wrong. "And what does that say bout me?" she surprises me, and that draws me in more.
"Only the obvious." is my reply when I want to tell her that she's so much more than that.
Bpov
Is this how love feels? Because my feet aren't toching the ground and I think I've been floating for a century, but I never want to come down. If this is insanity I hope it claims me forever.
Epov
It took the slow tapping of her foot to know that she loved music, and I had a slight feeling that she was talented. "Why don't you got up there?" I asked
"I don't sing in front of people." I wanted to ask why, to track down the answer, and to make that insecurity die, but agin she surprised me. "I stopped singing after the death of my parents." In that momemnt something passed in her eyes, and she stared at me, but even when she turned away my eyes remained; the girl put a spell on me. Then I smelled them.
Bpov
This can't be real. I'll open my eyes and my feet won't be touching the ground. I'll open my eyes and Jacob won't be here; my heart will ache, but it will be my fault. "I pushed you away." I mumble. A weight is lifted off my lips and slowly I prey my lids open. he's really here, with a smile that outshines the sun.
Epov
"Jake." She whispers. Me and my family are in shock, but nothing stops his lips suddenly pressed against hers. Sudden jealousy builds in me, and I want to rip his throat out. I want to claim her as mine. Alice's thoughts slam into me. Carlisle told me Bella's parents died. She lived with God parents. One best friend named Jake. Jacob Black. I'm slowly hearing the conversation of Bella's past between Alice and Carlisle, and as Bella becomes more familiar with his lips, his mind screams. I will never let anyone take you from me again.
"Alice." I whisper. she looks at me and I can see the forming of a thought.
I asked Bella who her first kiss was, and now I know.
Bella pulls away, but I can already see the connection in her eyes; He'll always be one step ahead of me.
Bpov
"I pushed you away." again the sentence leaves my lips, but its as if he can't hear me. I want him to tell me I'm right, and that he's moved on but he doesn't.
"I let you go away." is his reply. A small bubble of tears burst through my body and he pulls me close protecting me from the eyes of many. I wonder what they think of me- weak, pathetice Isabella Swan who can't even keep her emotions in check.
"Want to talk?" when he says those words I can barely nod my head. "You have to let go of me first." he says, but my arms stay locked around him. I want to live here forever. "It's ok, I"ve got you. Suddenly he's prying my hands from his skin, and when I open my eyes I notice that he's brought me outside. One quick look around me, and I know that ther's only us in the parking lot. my mind goes numb, and even if I don't know what to say I reach up to stroke his face.
"I've been dreaming about your touch." he says, "I missed it, and I missed you." I want to tell him that I miss him too, but I can't the words are stuck in my throat, so I hug him. the simple erratic thud of his heart melts the ice in my throat. "How did you get here?" The question is one I've been waiting for, so I have no problem answering it.
"I was given a new doctor, and when I finally opened up and told him my story, he signed the papers to release me. Him and his family took me in right away." the thought of the Cullens snapped me out of my happy place. "Oh, shit." I muttered; slapping my plam into my head."They must be wondering what the fuck is going on."
I start to hurry back in the buliding, and Jake follows close behind me, "Who?" he asks.
"The doctor's family," I say, the Culens." Edward is the first to ask me if I'm ok I open my mouth to assure him, to assure all of them, but suddenly I feel the weight of Jake's hand on my shoulder. "Oh, um, this is my," I just made out with him in front of the whole building what do I call him? "my, Jake. Jake, this is -
"I know who they are." a tension fills the air, and I find myself scrambling to figure out why. Jacob's face is guarded, but even I can't deny the feeling that this is a side of Jake I've never seen.
"Bella, we have to go now." Alice's voice coming through the tension is unexpected, but as I move towards her a hand closes around my wrist.
"Stay safe, and come visit me as soon as you can; come alone." The words that Jake whisper's to me send an uneasy feeling throughout my body; Was that a warning? The thought follows me all the way home.
So, this is the end of the chapter, Tell me what you think?!
-Michelle