I do not own Twilight or the characters, only the plot. Set after Edward leaves in New Moon. This is my first story that I have felt confident enough to share. Please let me know what you think, or if you have any advice.
Bella
Previously…
"You dazzled me… this whole time… you made me think I wanted you." It wasn't a question, and judging by the look on Edward's face he knew that I had finally caught on.
Now…
If his face could have been white, I swear it would have been. He looked at me with wide eyes and started to speak.
"Bella honestly, you think that I would dare use that on you. My love." He faked a shocked tone. I rolled my eyes.
"Seriously Edward. Dropped the bullshit, okay? You dazzled me like I was prey to get me to love you. Now that you have been away and aren't so close to me now, your effects on me have worn off. You mean nothing to me. The sheer audacity of you to even lie right now. Get the fuck off my property and don't come back." I turned to go into the house, rationally I knew that if he wanted to he could simply break the door, but I felt like being dramatic. He grabbed my arm and spun me around. I could suddenly smell a sickeningly sweet scent and he began to talk.
"Bella, be reasonable my love. You are not thinking clearly, I love you. I would never do that to you. Now let us stop this unladylike behavior, it is not very becoming of you, my love." He was so alluring; I couldn't think straight.
'Maybe he's right… maybe I'm not thinking clearly… WAIT… No. This fucker is doing it again.'
I shook my head to get rid of the fog and looked up into his eyes.
"Let go of me right now Edward. We are done. You don't do this to someone you supposedly love. You never loved me. You just wanted a toy. I will never forgive you for what you have done. Leave." I seethed. Edward just stared at me, in what looked like disgust.
"You are not the lady that I thought you were. But no matter, I can make you into what I want." I could hear the malice in his voice, and for the first time, I was afraid of Edward Cullen. I tried the only thing that I thought may work. Edward is prideful, he relishes the attention of being the favorite son.
"That's not how love works Edward. Don't do something stupid think of Carlisle and Esme. What would your parents think of your behavior?" He grips my arm tighter and starts to pull me closer to him.
"Edward please, you are hurting me. Let go. Please think of what Esme would say." I continued to try and reason with him. His eyes are getting darker by the second, and his grip tighter. I'm scared and he knows that I am, he pulls me abruptly against his stone chest with a hand on my throat.
"Bella, Bella, Bella… I do not care what those useless people think. If I want you. You are mine. Now are you going to be a good girl, or are you going to continue to be…" His sentence was cut off when a rumbling growl sounds from the driveway.
"Let her go bloodsucker. If you don't I will gladly rip your head off your shoulders with my teeth."
I couldn't see the owner of the voice behind Edward, it sounded rough and deep. Edward's hand gripped my throat a little tighter cutting off some of my air supply. Something in his eyes flashed. Fear?
"What's it going to be bloodsucker? The easy way or the fun I-get-to-kill-you way?"
Edward let go of my throat, but not before he whispered into my ear. "We aren't finished my Bella. You will be mine, one way or another. I will always find you." Then he was gone.
I started to cough as a slowly got my breath back, falling to my knees immediately. I look out at my driveway with tears in my eyes to see who saved my life. Walking up to my house was a beautiful copper-colored man who was at least 6'2" with strong shoulders, lean muscle, and one killer jawline. I knew he had to have been from La Push.
He had reached the stairs and stuck out a hand.
"Are you good? Do you want me to call Charlie?" His voice was so soothing, a nice baritone, not too low, but definitely not a tenor. He quirked a brow at me.
'God Bella. Stop being a creep.' I thought to myself. I reached out and grabbed his hand, instantly feeling the warmth spread through my body. He pulled me to my feet, and I was met with his very warm and muscled chest in my face.
"Yea I think so." I rasped; my throat hurt so bad. I grimaced. Putting my hand to my neck which was still cold from Edward's icy touch.
"Let's get you inside and I'll call Charlie. You're definitely going to have a bruise. Fucking bloodsucker, I'll have his head." I'm pretty sure the last part I wasn't meant to hear, but I nodded. As I turned for the door I got really dizzy and prepared to meet the hard wooden floor of the porch. But the impact never came.
I opened my eyes and met the most beautiful chocolate ones. It was like the world stopped and began in those eyes. My vision was fading out, and I'm pretty sure before I passed out I heard a rough baritone say,
"Oh shit."
What do you think? Any idea who the man candy is? The next chapter will be from his point of view :) Please let me know what you think, and if I can improve :) I will try to post new chapters every few days. I do have online classes right now, so if it takes a few extra days I'm so sorry!
-Rosie
