Disclaimer: I wish, yet Twilight is not mine

Authors Note: Hmmm. I love reviews.

The second that he came in I knew that he had heard that I had been talking to Edward. His eyes were pitch black and he was growling.

"You are trying my patience Isabella. I want you to know that I doubt that you will ever love me while Edward is still around, but I can do nothing to rectify that situation. I was going to be nice, but I now see that that is not an option."

He stalked towards me and I cowered against the wall. In a second he was pressed against me. He took his hand and lowered it to my pants. Reaching into my pocket he pulled out my cellphone and crushed it. The pieces fell to the ground.

He grabbed my arm and I knew that it would bruise. Then the next thing I knew we were back in the bedroom. I blinked. We hadn't run, we had literally appeared out of thin air.

"How did you do that?"

"I'll tell you later." The next thing I knew he had backed me up into a wall and was kissing me.

He was pressing my lips to hard and he was pressing the rest of me into a very hard wall. I didn't respond and this seemed to make him mad because he grabbed both of my arms and just pressed harder.

I tentively kissed him back, and his hold loosened. I kissed him with as much passion as I could muster for a monster. He wrapped my arms around his neck and then carried me over to the bed.

He pushed me down and then kept on kissing me…

AN2: Sorry for this Authors note, but the idea of Richard hearing the conversation came from twilight xx3. The rest I am sad to say is by me. Back to the story.

NEXT DAY….

When I woke up there were a pair of cold steel arms around my waist and yesterdays events came back to me.

Flashback:

Richard and I had kissed for a very long time. Where I might have needed to breathe he just puffed a breath of air into my mouth.

I have to admit that even though I hated Richard he was a good kisser.

After kissing for what must have been a good 30 minutes, Richard had started to work my shirt off. I was starting to get nervous. Was he going to take this all the way? We stopped kissing in order for him to pull my shirt off. Then we started again.

After feeling me up, which I must say was very very weird. He moved on to my pants. Somehow I had no shoes or socks, or maybe he had taken them off earlier, but my pants came off very easily.

When I was only in the very expensive underwear he put my hands on his shirt. I stopped kissing him and looked at him. He nodded in encouragement. I unbuttoned and pulled off his shirt. Then he put my hands on his belt.

I was nervous and I knew he could tell. My heart was going about 120 beats per minute, and I knew that I was blushing. After a little encouragement aka he kept on kissing and nibbling on my neck without breaking the skin, I undid his belt and then his button. The I carefully slid his zipper down.

With help from him we managed to get his pants off, so that all he was wearing were boxers. Even though I hated this guy it felt nice. I am a living, breathing human. Well we went back to the whole kissing thing for a really long time. But after a really long time I yawned.

I heard him chuckle and then he said, "I guess that you aren't used to so much physical activity." Blushing even more I shook my head.

He put his face in my hair and I heard him breathe in my scent.

"I'm going to have to change you soon. I don't know how much longer I will be able to resist you." He rolled over so that he was cradling me against him. "Sleep Isabella." And so I did. I fell asleep.

End Flashback

He felt that I had woken up and so he kissed my cheek.

"Good evening."

"Hi."

"I have decided that I am going to change you tomorrow. I don't want to almost lose control like I did yesterday." I felt him shift closer and he sniffed my neck. "I am going to take you clubbing."

"What!"

"I said that I was going to take you clubbing."

"Why?"

"Because for some reason despite your balance issues I think that you will like it and I like to go dancing."

"Oh."

"Don't worry; I won't let anything happen to you." He sounded like Edward. I wanted to cry, but I knew that it would just make him hurt me.

"I'm going to take a shower." I got up and walked to the bathroom with no shame because of the fact that I only had my underwear on. I was to busy thinking.

How was I going to tell Edward and his family that Richard was going to change me when I didn't have a phone? Then I remembered. They would have a phone in the club. Now all I needed to do was get away from Richard long enough to call them.

That would be the real challenge.

AN3: So what do you think? Good. Bad. Why do you even bother writing, you suck so badly? Tell me. Much appreciation. I know that this isn't as long as the last chapter, but you will have to make do. Good and plenty of reviews can make me write longer chapters.