I could feel the blood burning in my nostrils. It smelled rich, like sugar and rust, still the rust smell. I grimaced, this must be a joke. Jacob kept walking forward, slowly, to see my reaction. "Jake, stop, please." My eyes darted back and forth, looking for any escape. My skin started crawling as he stepped very close to me. I could feel his breath on my face and the blood launched all my sense into action. "No," I moaned throwing both hands onto either side of my head, trying to stop the reaction.
Every thought I natural thought I had was to pounce, pounce on him and suck him dry. I couldn't hurt him; I didn't want to be a monster. My body burned fiercely, like a wildfire right underneath the surface. I ached for his blood, for just a taste. I was so hungry. I sank to my knees, digging my nails into my skull. The world spun around me, swaying from side to side. Every time I felt the red start creeping into my vision I had to force it out just as quickly. This was so painful; I don't think I can take much more. "Please, please stop. It hurts," I groaned throwing my head backwards, crashing myself into the wall. My body jerked and twitched furiously as I tried to contain myself.
"Feed her, she obviously doesn't want to feed herself. She can't resist it if it's already in her mouth," there was a long pause, and an exchange of words, too quick for me to hear, but then again, I wasn't listening too closely. "If she doesn't eat, she'll fade into nothing, so you make the choice." Sam's voice was irate and edgy.
Jacob's free hand was on my face, forcing me to look up. I struggled, but moving too freely was a danger just yet. I shook my head begging him not to do it, to just leave me be. He mouthed something to me, I couldn't understand him, but seconds later his warm blood splashed to my lips.
Immediately my body was open to the liquid. It was so warm; I could feel it trail down into my stomach. It was rich and sweet and delicious. I felt a surge go through my body, it threw me off my feet and I landed on my backside. I never once let go of his hand. I licked and sucked at the wound feverously, attempting to commandeer every drop that leaked out of his skin. I felt something different suddenly, it was power. I was more powerful, I had strength.
My head began to spin. Werewolf blood. Jacob. Sam. Jacob's blood. Jacob is a werewolf. Jacob. Edward. Werewolf. Sam is a werewolf. Power. I didn't know what I was thinking, but I put my arms on the ground to stabilize myself. I pushed his hand away looking away from the clean gash. I moaned trying to look around. I couldn't get Jacob's face into focus. I tried to reach for him, but there was nothing but air in my grasp.
I bent forward, letting my head smash onto the floor. This feeling was amazing, it was so, so euphoric. I felt two heavy hands, one on each of my shoulders. There was a rush of air and I was on my feet. "Bella, Bells?" Someone questioned, it had to be Jacob. He was cupping my face in his hand, stroking my cheeks with one long thumb.
"Jake, please, unchain her for a while," Sam ordered turning on his heels to leave. "Don't let her out of your sight," after that snide comment he was gone. Swiftly up the stairs and out of the house before I could say a word.
Jacob was still holding my face in his hands. "Bella, sweetie, are you okay?" My eyes fluttered to his face, and then quickly dropped down. I was humiliated. He sighed loudly and let my face fall. He moved quickly to unlatch the locks that held me, wrapping one arm around me as he did my last ankle. He stood behind me, holding me at the waist, bending awkwardly to whisper into my ear. "You did very well, your self control was amazing," he cooed softly.
The edges of my lips up turned in a small smile. He leaned down once again and planted small, quick kiss on my cheek. My breath caught in my throat, even though I wasn't actually breathing. I smiled again, and he knew it. I was giving him the wrong idea.
"So, uhm, now that I'm a free woman, what am I allowed to do?" I asked softly, treading lightly. He bit the side of his lip while thinking. Surprisingly, I found that extremely cute.
"Well, nothing really. You aren't allowed around people for a while, so you're kinda stuck with me," he grinned suddenly. Oh no.