Waking up was the hardest.
The pressure of my head was nearly unbearable as I was suck between the wall and Jacob. I was too warm.
Jacob's arms were wrapped around my waist, his chest pressed against my back as he radiated nothing but heat. It was foreign to my skin and I could feel the perspiration down the back of my neck. I grabbed his arm, rubbing it gently to slowly pull it from my waist. As I did this he moaned slightly, turning away from me.
I sighed in relief but then suddenly I was yanked to the side, Jacob bringing me to him so that I would lay my head on his chest. I rolled my eyes, laying my head down and feeling his heat on the side of my face, instantly hot again.
He snored lightly and I tried to loosen his grip from my side but he had a firm grasp, leaving me no choice but to wait it out.
He smelt of beer and grass, which was odd considering he was living on a boat, I thought. I closed my eyes, hoping to fall asleep through this but my head was pounding with pain. I opened my eyes, glancing around the room, the morning light shining in from the stairs and the window in the corner. My clothes were strewn across the room, my pants on the floor along with my underwear, my bra hanging over his laptop on his desk as my sweatshirt hung over the dresser.
I was thinking of the easiest way out of this mistake.
My eyes traveled over the room again, but stopped at a darkened corner.
Red eyes were staring at me.
Staring at Jacob.
My throat dried. my body tensing up as the man stood from the corner, stepping forward and into the light.
Edward's face was stone cold, wiped without any sorts of emotion. I tried to move out of Jacob's arms, but he was too strong, his grip holding me against him. Edward stepped closer, now glaring at Jacob, his fists balled and his eyes showing the murderous thoughts that were playing in his head.
He was closer now, too close. Too close to Jacob.
I shook my head, knowing what he wanted to do.
Knowing that if he wanted to do it badly enough, he would.
"No…" I whispered, shaking my head faster as I tried not to wake Jacob up. Edward ignored me, a low rumble creating his chest. "Please…" I cried through a murmur, seeing Edward blink, his stance faltering.
"Edward… Please… Don't." I told him, watching as he looked back to me, his anger fading and his expressions softening. He looked at my bare body, his resentment rising again. But this time he stepped back, watching me just before disappearing.
"Jacob… Jacob!" I rattled him, "Wake up!" I nearly screamed in his ear, Jacob up and rising with a shout of confusion. The moment he let go, I jumped from the bed.
"What? What's going on?" He looked around as I hit the floor, quickly grabbing my clothes and dressing myself. "What's wrong babe? Where are you going?"
"I uh…" I stopped, pulling a pant leg through. "I have to be somewhere… I'm late." I told him buttoning my jeans.
"Oh. Sss'kay." He mumbled sleepily, resting back against his pillow as I hooked my bra on, slipping my hoodie over my head that still smelt of beer. "Can I see you again sometime? Tomorrow?" He asked.
"I'm busy tomorrow. Uh, I'll swing by at some point." I told him with a smile, lying straight through my teeth. I knelled down next to him, kissing his cheek. "Thanks for the party. I'll talk to you soon."
And with that single goodbye, I ran up the stairs, jumping off the boat and onto the dock and headed home.
-TSIPWR-
When I walked through the front door, the house was seemingly normal. There was no destruction, not a single thing out of place, nothing that gave me the indication that an angry, jealous vampire had been here. I walked into the kitchen, Chef Sam starting up breakfast as he told me good morning. I smiled at him and walked up the stairs, running into Peter on my way up.
"Jesus, Bella!" Peter said, plugging his nose. "You reek of beer! Have you been drinking?" He asked.
"Is Edward here?" I asked quickly, breathlessly.
"Uh, I haven't seen him since last night when he came home." Peter shrugged.
Came home?
"He came home last night?" I asked.
"Yeah, about an hour or two after he left." Peter said. "What's going on Bella? Why are you freaking out?" Peter asked, grabbing my shoulders. "Is something going on? Did someone hurt you?"
"No…" I shook my head, touching my lips.
"Well I'm going to the pier with Emily. Wanna come?" He asked and I shook my head. He said something else, but I ignored him, walking away and towards my room. I looked at my door, wide open knowing that I had locked it last night and climbed out through my window.
If Edward came home last night… Especially an hour after he left… He didn't go with Irina. He came home. For me?
I shook my head quickly as I sat down on my bed, feeling tears threatening my eyes.
Did he come home for me?
Knowing I hated it when he was with other women like that?
I brought my legs to my chest, setting my chin to my knees - a lone tear streamed down my cheek as I waited.
-TSIPWR-
I stood under the shower cap, letting the water stream down my body, washing away all traces of alcohol, washing away Jacob's scent and washing away the tears that stained my cheeks. I took my time, spending nearly hours in the shower, hoping, waiting… By the time I got out my fingers were pruny like raisins. I wrapped a towel around my chest, brushing my teeth as I splashed water on my face, ridding myself of the fresh tears.
I dressed in my tank top and sleep shorts, walking myself back to my bedroom. It was nearing midnight and Edward will still gone. I had wondered how long it would be this time…
-TSIPWR-
2 Weeks Later.
I sat at the kitchen table with Peter and Paul. They ate and talked about the nice week we would have, a great opportunity to go out sailing. I told them I would join them, knowing that it would be good for me to get out. I looked out the window as they continued to talk, sighing as I watched the wave's crash onto the beach.
It's been two weeks since the last incident.
Edward still wasn't home.
Every night was sleepless. I was worried for him.
My bite mark burned intensely and I knew he needed me.
But he wouldn't come home.
Paul said he called nearly a week ago, saying he'd be gone for awhile longer.
That was when the mark began to burn.
I could feel his pain, his hunger.
He wanted me just as much as I wanted him.
But he was angry. He was angry with me, with my actions. And some part of me was still angry with him. I stood from the table and hung out with Emily on the beach for awhile, talking to her about her and Peter and her new job down at the mall selling perfume. After we had soaked up enough sun, I went inside and into my room, sitting down onto my bed and writing an email to Alice who was gone with Jasper to England for a week.
Alice,
I hope you're having fun. I miss you. Call me when you can.
- B
She didn't know what happened. She didn't even know about Edward drinking my blood. It was personal to me, something I wasn't ready to share just quite yet. I didn't have to say anything to Peter or Paul or any of the workers here. They knew by my bite mark on my neck. They never brought it up.
I shut my laptop down, staring up at my ceiling as I took in a deep breath, trying to find the balance of my emotions.
There wasn't one.
-TSIPWR-
I felt something skimming my jaw line, cold hands grabbing at my arms and bringing them over my head. The cold lips touched my neck, the burning mark just at the beginning of my shoulder.
My eyes fluttered open and I saw him for the first time in two weeks.
"Edward…" I whispered, watching as he brought his head up to look at me with his dark black eyes. I smiled lightly, pressing my hand to his cheek.
"I missed you." He told me as tears filled my eyes.
"I missed you." I said, his smile wide and broad, filling my stomach with butterflies. He kissed my neck again, his hips moving into mine as I moaned softly, grabbing his wild auburn hair.
"Don't ever leave me again…" He told me, kissing my collarbone as he brought my shirt down.
"I've been here… Waiting for you…" I told him, his body instantly up as he stared down at me, shaking his head.
"You left me that night." He growled, indicating the night I went to Jacob's.
"You left me, too." I cried.
"I came back for you." He challenged.
"I know." I was ashamed, nodding my head. "I know you did. I'm sorry I wasn't here." I told him honestly, because I was sorry. I was sorry I acted out. I was sorry I left to go to Jacob's. "But… I was angry… You made me so mad." I told him.
"I know." He said, leaning down to kiss the tip of my nose. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you."
"I'm sorry too." I told him, cradling his cold face.
"Irina is nothing compared to you, Isabella. She means nothing to me." He whispered, kissing the corner of my lips and down to my neck. "You are everything. You are all I need."
I wanted to cry. I wanted to kiss him hard on the lips and tell him how I really felt – how these emotions of him are so built up inside of me. But I didn't want to overstep, I didn't want to ruin this. So I let him lead. I let him tell me everything. I let him whisper how much he needed me, how much he's always wanted me, how much he will do anything for me.
It could be just words. But I felt the emotion behind it. I heard the intensity. I didn't doubt him for a second.
"I need you." I told him with a nod, my mark burning as his lips got close to it. He lifted his head and I skimmed under his eyes with my thumb, the purple bruises telling me he was nearly starving. "You need to eat."
"I just want to hold you." He said.
I shook my head.
"No. Edward… Please…" I told him. "You are going to die if you don't. You need this." I looked at him, rubbing his cheeks as he nodded his head. He leaned down, kissing my forehead before lifting me into his arms. He sat down and bringing me on top, my legs hooking around his waist as his arms went around me, bringing me close.
I moaned slightly, trying to feel any kind of friction I could. Edward ripped my tee off, leaving me shirtless as he kissed the mounds of my breasts, cupping them gently as his lips trailed up to my neck, dangerously close to the bite mark.
He kissed my chin and I looked down to him, kissing his temple as my arms wrapped around his neck. His hand stayed on my cheek, wiping away a stray tear. He was so close to me, leaning up as my breathing hitched. His lips hovered just underneath mine before he lifted once more, placing them hard against each other as his hand tucked behind my neck.
His lips were cold against mine, but we matched perfectly. He groaned against my mouth, his free hand cupping my breast, his thumb circling around my nipple as his lips were soft against mine. I opened my mouth, feeling his tongue invading my own but I eased and allowed him to me, my body tingling in excitement.
He was pure bliss, everything about him. He held me close, protected me in his arms as his kiss was filled with so much emotion. I wanted to cry. He made me feel things I have never felt. I wanted everything from him.
He pulled away, pecking my lips just a few more times as he skimmed down to my neck, kissing over my burning bite mark.
His mouth opened, his teeth hard against my skin as it ripped open the mark, a loud moan escaping my lips as I gripped onto his shoulders, one hand reaching up and my fingers running through his hair.
My head was cloudy with pleasure as he took my blood along with my heart.
