Hey again! Here's Chapter 8 for you! Thank you so much to those who are reading this story! You guys don't get enough credit. But thank you especially to xoxsars1731 and cherryblossoms123456!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight cause if I did, Jacob wouldn't exist.

(In case you guys get confused, the first bit is from Bella's POV and later it goes back to the sexy Edward)

BPOV

Too many things happened at once:

Dozens of unfelt emotions rushed back into me. Love, lust, need, happiness, joy, etc. Feeling Edward's warm lips on my cold, dead ones, made me feel more alive and human than ever. I felt a rollercoaster of emotions as I carefully began tangling my fingers in his hair softly. It felt so much softer now because my senses were enhanced during my change. It felt so much softer now. I gently pulled at his hair like I used to, careful not to hurt one hair on his head.

Edward moved one of his hands from my cheeks and moved it to my lower back. He pushed me gently against him so I felt all of his warmth surrounding me. It felt so right to feel him next to me, so natural. I craved more of him and suppressed the urge to push him against the wall to show him how I really feel.

Yet I was suddenly aware of how close he was to me. It was a natural instinct to shy away from us. Because we are dangerous. Deathly.

Edward wasn't shying away from me. He was moving closer, catching me off guard with my defenses down.

And I wanted to kill Edward right there.

His scent surrounded me and engulfed me. I could feel his breath fan across my face, sweet and so innocent. His warm body pumping with the most wonderful aroma was inevitable to escape. The monster inside of me woke and threatened to kill my only love. All I needed to do was bite his lip right here and I could suck him dry from there. The witnesses, I could have dead within the minute.

His aroma filling up my senses. I can hear his sweet blood pumping through his vulnerable veins, begging to be sucked dry. I can feel his heat through his clothes, blood rushing through his body. I inhale deeply and his blood filled my nostrils. A guilty pleasure.

I want him dead now. I want to feel his blood slither down my throat, fulfilling my craving.

I wanted to open my eyes to evaluate the situation. Which witnesses will die first? Who was closer? Who will die first? But as my eyes snapped open like a predator ready to attack, I saw Edward's face. His eyes were still closed, savoring every second I was near him. I traced every inch of his face with my eyes. His perfection was astonishing. How I managed three years without him is a miracle.

He brought out the human in me.

All of these emotions exploded in me and pushed out the monster-like need. I love Edward. He has been through so much, such terrible events that no one should ever go through. He was in a mental hospital, because of me. Yet here he is, kissing me and proving his love to me even after I hurt him. I need to show him I love him too.

I held my breath to stop breathing and the monster in me argued. The monster wanted, no, needed this boy's blood.

I stood frozen until Edward pulled away. He opened his eyes and I saw his dazzling eyes yet again. The monster in me quieted. My entire body relaxed from its predator posture. No. My mind protested. I need to be careful. I can't relax for one second when he's around. One wrong move and he's dead! The monster in me rejoiced at the thought.

The class erupted in a loud clap, bringing me back to reality. I looked at my classmates in disbelief. Was I really about to go kill them? End innocent lives?

Disgusted by myself, I took one look at Edward's innocent face. He had my favorite crooked smile on. One that always makes me smile back. I smiled and put a hand on his cheek and kissed it.

And that's when I ran out of the classroom at human speed as fast as I could.

EPOV

I kissed my angel.

This is unreal. Her cold lips bring me back to the person I was before everything. Back to when my life consisted of pita bread, newspapers, piano, and Bella on Tuesdays. I try desperately not to pull her as close to me as possible and hold her until she breaks. I want her to feel my love.

I let my hand slide from her cheek to her lower back, gently pulling her closer to me. I felt her shockingly cold fingers tangle themselves in my hair, just like she used to do. But it felt different. Before, she would twist and pull my hair and try to test my boundaries. Now, she just gently ran her fingers through my hair, as if I was so breakable. I breathed in her mouthwatering scent. She smelled so sweet.

Then she froze. Her body stiffened and her breathing stopped. Was she afraid of me? Did she not want me anymore?

I pulled away and stared into her golden eyes. I knew my eyes were probably full of love and lust, but I didn't care. I hardly even noticed the class clapping and cheering us. I smiled at her, as if to thank her for loving me. She smiled back and placed her hand on my cheek.

And she ran away from me as fast as she could.

Wait, what? Why was she running from me? Did I do something wrong? My body filled with regret and guilt as I tried to ignore the tears stinging my eyes. I ran out of the door trying to follow her. I let her go one time. It will not happen again.

I was running faster than I ever ran. Faster when I was running from the soldiers in Israel before I was arrested. I turned into the parking lot and saw a brown haired girl standing in front of a silver Volvo. I slowly walked towards her.

"Bella?" I asked.

She froze and stiffened at her name. Good, so she heard me. "Bella, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so forward. I just missed you. Please." I was so close to her. I could have lifted my arm and touched her shoulder if I wanted to. "Please." I whispered now. "Look at me."

At first I thought she was going to ignore me. But she slowly started turning around. Her hair cascaded over her face, hiding her eyes. Hiding from me. I pushed her hair back tenderly and cradled her cheek. "Bella, I love you." I said simply.

She shook her head fiercely and I dropped my hand. "You can't." She hissed.

I dropped my hand to my side. "What?" How could she do this to me?

Bella sobbed loudly. Was it hurting her to say this? "I'm a monster, Edward!" She spat out. "You can't love a monster." She sobbed again and crumpled to the pavement of the parking lot.

She's hurt. I kept repeating in my head. I need to help her. I bent down and just held her as she cried. I whispered in her ear how much I love her and everything will be okay. That only made her cry harder. So I did the one thing I knew made her happy no matter what. I sang in her ear.

Her breathing slowed and her body stopped shaking. I kissed her forehead and she hummed in happiness. I covered her entire face with butterfly kisses and she giggled. I pressed my forehead to hers when we were interrupted by the most evil creature I have ever heard:

"OMIGOSH! YAY! BELLA'S HAPPY! YES! I KNEW IT! I TOLD YOU SO! I TOLD YOU SO!" Alice screeched in our ears. Bella cringed and stared down the little pixie with as much hatred as she could. I just laughed and pulled her gently to her feet. She seemed so much lighter.

"Alice?" Bella questioned with her beautiful voice.

Alice stopped jumping up and down and asked, "Yes, my happy Bella?"

"Shut up!" She yelled. Alice's face fell and Bella pulled me away into her car. Alice started banging on the car, desperately trying to get in. Bella stomped on the gas and we drove away quickly.

Awkward silence filled the car.

I stared at the road as did Bella. I kept looking over at her to make sure she was really here and not another hallucination. Her beauty kept taking my breath away. I cleared my voice ad asked, "So, Bella, where exactly are we going?"

She put her window down despite the rain and inhaled deeply. Bella said in a strained voice, "A place I know. There'll be some hiking to do."

I simply nodded. Her whole posture was scaring me. Her knuckles were squeezing the wheel and her eyes were focused so much, too much, on the road. She looked so much different from the woman I fell in love with and I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing. She was obviously still beautiful. Her best features were enhanced to make her so alluring; it was distracting me so bad. Yet she looked, vicious and fierce. She knew how to protect herself now. She didn't look like my innocent lamb anymore.

We pulled up into an empty parking lot near a hiking trail. I got out of the car and started walking towards the trail while putting my hood up because of the rain.

"Edward?" Bella asked from behind me.

"Yeah?" I called back.

I heard her giggle and she asked, "Where exactly are you going?"

Where did she think I was going? Vegas? "Um, the trail?" It sounded more like a question.

She laughed out loud. Oh, that sound is like pure music to my ears. She walked so gracefully, completely un-Bella like, over to me and pulled at my hand. "This way."

I would have followed her to the streets of Hell.

She pulled me into the woods and started walking and practically dancing over the fallen trees and thorns. Her new grace astonished me. What happened to my Bella who fell over thin air? I kept following her for a few hours deep into the woods. I barely noticed the rain stopped until I saw a clearing up ahead. The sun was shining brightly and I realized Bella had vanished. "Bella?"

"Over here." I heard from the other side of the clearing. Wow, she must move fast.

I walked into the sun and I couldn't help but let my memory flash back to my early days in Israel.

Flashback

The clean, stone streets of Jerusalem shined brightly in the burning sun above me. It's not because the sun is so bright here that I have to shield my eyes. I'm just so used to the windy Chicago weather, this is a surprising change. Note the self, I thought. Get sunglasses.

The busy streets were crowded with tourists wanting to see the historical sites and store owners calling to the tourists to check out their place. Soldiers with guns walked around everywhere and no one seemed bothered by it. I looked at the faces of the civilians and I realized that everyone here is probably a part of the Hebrew Revolution Movement.

I scanned the crowd and I saw the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Her brown, doe-like eyes twinkled like stars in the midday sun. I realized then she was getting closer to me. I was walking straight towards her, unaware of my actions.

She saw me walking towards her and froze. Her eyes bore into mine and I smiled to show I was a friend, not an enemy. She smiled shyly back and let her mahogany hair shield her gorgeous blush. I took my final step forward, admiring the natural red highlights in her hair. "Hey," I said smoothly.

"Hi," she said shyly back.

I knew the second I heard her musical voice this was the girl I want to spend forever with.

End flashback.

"Edward, I'm going to show you something. You might be scared of me after this, but please know I'm only doing this to help you, to prove to you that what I am now is dangerous and threatens your life. I love you, Edward."

I stared at Bella and suddenly saw the major differences between the first time I met her and now. One thing stayed the same:

"I love you too, Bella. No matter what."

I had to suppress the urge to say "I love you, Bella. No matter what you do." cause my sister says it all the time :P

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