CHAP 3.

EPOV.

I could feel, my blood boiling, as I wiped the water out of my eyes, she was certainly in for it now. I stood up towering over Isabella's small frame.

She looked up me, a innocent expression on her gorgeous face, it was pissing me off, how fucking dare she do that to me? Edward Cullen she needed to know to treat me with respect.
I saw her back away, slowly as I made my way towards her, my anger was rising and I was about to explode I grabbed hold of her a slammed her agaist the wall, I leant foward pushing agaist her body, I heard her gasp and she began to struggle,

pushing at my chest and looking away, it made me smile to see her summit to me, " Whats the matter Isabella?" I asked, looking at her, smiling, she looked up at me, her face flaming red, I could tell she was angry, fuck it so was I.
"Get the fucking hell of me Cullen" she said thew gritted teeth, she pushed at me lightly, I was suprised she was being gentle, I pushed forcefully agaist my hands at each side of her face agaist the wall.

I could feel, myself getting angrier still, damn I needed to calm down, but she needed to know to respect me from now on. I moved a piece of her hair out her face, I watched her flinch and close her eyes, I chuckled lightly.
"Your mine" I whispered placing my hand back agaist the wall, I knew that would fire her up, she opened her eyes, she looked like she was ready to kill me. I smirked, she always fell for my trap.
"Edward, I could never, be yours I hate you" her voice was steady, but her eyes showed something else, something I couldn't put my finger on it, it almost looked like pain. Her words, made me snap, I wanted her to know how much I hated her aswell.
Before I could control, my self I grabbed her and slammed her agaist the wall, her eyes shut and a small whimper escaped her lips, this only seemed to satisfy, my anger and I crushed myself agaist her, grabbing her throat, her eyes darted open, she looked scared, helpless good I wanted her to feel helpless.
I threw her down and climbed on top of her, her breathing was heavy, and she was shaking like a leaf.

"Edward...pleasee" it came out as a whimper, as she pushed agaist my chest, I looked into her eyes, she looked angry and scared, I smiled, I wasn't going to stop not untill she learned, I leant my head into her neck, I felt her become rigid and I knew she would start thrashing, as if she read my mind, she started writhing around, whimpering.
I grabbed her arms and pinned them, above her head, I felt as if I had so much power, "You, fucking bitch, Isabella learn to fucking respect me understand.
She stopped, trying to fight me, and sighed, god I hated her, I began to kiss her neck roughly biting it making sure I left marks, she whimpered, "Edward please, your hurting me please..pleasee..edwardd" I let go of her, pushing of her body abit, I looked at her face, tears where briming in her eyes, I felt a tang of pain, oh well she still deserved it.
"Edward" he voice came out small and pleading, her hands ran down my chest pushing softly, "Edward pleaseee, just please I wont fight, just no moree" her tears where falling down her face now, I got up slowly, taking a step back satisfied at what I had done to her, I sat back in my seat, and closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

BPOV.

I watched as he drifted of to sleep, I was trembling like crazy, trying to gulp back the tears, I knew Edward, has a violant nature, but this was the first time he had shown it to me, I guess you can only push a guy so far? and it made my hatred for him run deeper.

I pulled my knees up, hugging them, when he was on me it was like, all my knowledge to defend myself had evaporated, and I was left struggling weakly, practically giving myself up to him. I was helpless and know he had erupted what was going to stop him doing it again, the memory would never go away, I brushed the marks he left on my neck, he had started gently, and for a moment I relaxed I don't know why, I wiped the tears from my cheeks and watched his chest fall up and down.
How could he look, so beautiful, so angelic when he was asleep, but turned into a monster when he was awake. Then again, I acted like a bitch to him, I was as monstrous to him as him to I, but I was never violant.

I couldn't control my tears anymore, I sat watching him as I sobbed silently, clutching my knees. He stirred in his sleep, letting out a sorrowful sigh, he muttered something, I listened closer and then I heard him. "Bella" he breathed stirring in my sleep.
I caught my own breath, he was dreaming of me, and he didn't seem mad he, looked unhappy, I had no control over what I did next, I was in a state, I walked over to him climbing into his lap and cuddling closer to him, taking in his overwhelming scent, I felt his arms pull me closer, and then black.