THE THIRD INSTALLMENT OF FORCEFEEDING EDWARD

Bella woke up sweating after a horrible nightmare in which Edward had once again refused to bite her. She sat straight up, breathing heavily, and rubbed her eyes.

Wearily, she glanced out towards her window, where she noticed the curtains were fluttering lightly in the breeze. Her window had been opened.

"Edward?" she asked uncertainly. "Are you there?"

I'm here, I'm here, came a whisper in the breeze.

"Edward?" Bella whispered.

A dark figure was silhouetted behind the curtain, its ethereal voice echoing throughout the room.

I have decided, Bella … it murmured. I will bite you. We will be together … forever.

"Oh, Edward," Bella breathed. "Yes … God yes …"

She advanced towards the silhouetted figure before her, brushing her hair off her neck as she did so.

No, commanded the ethereal voice. I do not need to see you. Just … hold out your arm.

Bella did so, and closed her eyes as she felt a mouth clamp down upon her wrist. She noticed the mouth was oddly warm.

"Edward?" she asked, confused. "Is that … you?"

The silhouetted figure was silent. Bella looked down to see that the mouth clamped to her wrist was attached to the face of the werewolf, Jacob Black. He was clutching her forearm, his teeth on her wrist and his eyes wide, looking up at her guiltily.

Bella let out a shriek and yanked her forearm away, taking three steps back and trying to wipe the saliva off her wrist.

"I'm sorry, Bella, I'm sorry!" Jacob whined. "It's just … I knew that you really wanted Edward to bite you and all that, so I thought that … maybe, you'd … I dunno … maybe I could bite you instead?"

Jacob scratched the back of his neck and attempted a sheepish grin.

"I HATE YOU!" screeched Bella. "MY BOYFRIEND WILL GET YOU FOR THIS!"

"Oh yeah?" snarled Jacob. "Well who is the one person who could ever bite you better than me?"

The door to Bella's bedroom was kicked out and an impressive figure appeared out of the rubble.

"His name is Edward," it growled, and punched Jacob in the neck so forcefully that he flew out the window. A loud snap followed by a groan was heard as he hit the ground.

"Edward, you saved me," breathed Bella, swooning and falling into Edward's arms.

"I'll always save you," he whispered seductively.

"Well, when will you bite me?" she asked.

"One day, Bella … one day soon."