I had been searching for Bella since I left La Push over two days ago and I was starting to feel the effects of sleep deprivation. Even being the supernatural creature I was left me susceptible to the typical human feeling of exhaustion.
Against my wolves permission, I shifted back to look for some type of sustenance to feed my growling stomach.
It was then I realized the true extent of the imprint. I would do anything; including starving myself, for the only girl I would ever look at for the rest of my life.
Quickly, I untied my shorts from my leg and slipped them on.
The most important thing at the moment, next to finding Bella, was finding some food.
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"Are you sure we shouldn't head back? I did hit my head hard enough to forget who I am, so I'm pretty sure that dictates I see a doctor." I asked, still wary of the man who said we were friends.
There was something about his piercing gold eyes that screamed 'danger'. The deepest parts of my mind yelled at me to run but my new predicament of not remembering who I was, left me in a bind. I knew I shouldn't stay with him but I had no idea who or where I was and running would be pointless.
So my only true option that ended in any chance of survival was to stay with the stranger and hope that he didn't have some psychotic plan to kill me.
"I'm positive you're fine, nothing that a little rest won't fix. So stay here and I'll go find you something to eat." He said in an otherworldly voice. The pitch of his voice was so serene, so calming, that it was almost angelic. It was another one of his traits that had my mind throwing up red flags.
The characteristics of this man had an itching of a memory, burning somewhere deep in my subconscious, begging for me to acknowledge it. But no matter how hard I tried, the only image or thought that I could conjure was a pair of haunting familiar brown eyes. They almost seemed to beg me to remember; remember me, to remember who the they belonged to. As hard as I wracked my brain, I just couldn't.
"Great now I have a headache on top of this mess." I groaned as the familiar ache presented itself in my temples.
I rubbed them in hopes the persistent throbbing would be reduced, to no avail.
So I opted to do as the man said and rest, then hopefully I would wake up fresh minded and if I was really lucky, remember who I was.
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It was completely in my favor, the girl didn't know who she was and I could easily take her if I wished to. But I wasn't certain that was what I wanted anymore.
Taking her had been a spur of the moment decision, admittedly a bad one.
But the little voice, that was becoming stronger, whispered ideas, ones that I had so long wished for to come true.
I could essentially have her back, maybe not with all the memories we shared, but I could have her once again. All I had to do was convince this girl, Bella, that she was my dear Tanya. They were virtually identical, save for the hair. Bella had wavy hair whereas Tanya had straight, something that could be simply remedied.
It was that easy.
I just wasn't sure if I was willing to risk the chance that when I turned her, all her memories would return and I would once again be without my beloved.
Those damn wolves, the very ones Bella smelled of, had taken my Tanya from me.
I suppose it would only be right to return the favor. The demon coerced.
That tantalizing thought put pressure on my waning control.
Just change her; she would make a perfect Tanya. I'm sure you will find no other opportunity like this one.
The voice was saying all the right things to me and it was right, I wouldn't ever find another who resembled my beloved as well as Bella Swan did.
With that revelation, her fate was sealed.
She would be mine, my Tanya, my mate.
A/N. Yeah so how do you like my crazy take on Edward? So out of character, I know but hey this is my story isn't it. Lol. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!
