Author's Note: Some dialogue in this chapter quoted from Twilight and New Moon. As always, characters and quoted dialogue are the property of Stephenie Meyer. I do not profit from this fanfic and no copyright infringement is intended.

It took nearly three weeks for my abdomen to heal and now I had an angry red scar. Strangely enough, it reminded me of my caesarean scar...except the body I currently occupied never had children.

Edward was acting as gloomy as ever, following me around like a hateful if not loyal puppy. He would stick to the shadows so he wouldn't have to speak with me. It was fucking annoying.

The most frightening thing was I really had no fucking clue who I was anymore. Isabella Flanagan's life now felt more like something I had read in a book than Bella Swan's did. If I was truly going to commit to becoming this girl, I would have to figure out what happened in this reality to create me. I was scared as shit of disappearing though.

"Edward," I sighed.

He chose not to respond.

"Come here, okay? I need to talk to you."

Nothing.

I decided to burst into tears, because men hate it when women cried, especially pansy-assed vampires.

"Are you in the closet, Edward?" I sobbed hatefully.

"No," said a muffled voice from under my bed.

I was frustrated and lonely but it nearly killed me to be weak like this. I couldn't allow him to have the upper hand on my emotions. I would never let Edward hurt me again.

What the fuck?

Where did that errant thought come from? Edward never hurt me, he hurt Bella Swan. Right?

Except, all of the sudden, I could see it clear as fucking day; when he left me in the woods. I could smell the trees and the wet earth. The look in his eyes: worse than hate, he gazed at me with casual disinterest as he explained that he was leaving.

"I'm no good for you, Bella."

Yes that's what he said at first...until it became: "You're not good for me, Bella."

"Why did you leave me, Edward?" I asked cautiously.

"I didn't leave you. I'm under the bed."

"That's not what I'm talking about. That day in the woods, the way that you looked at me-"

My body shook with violent sobs as I cried for Bella Swan, the broken girl who lost her mind so easily. It seemed that I had found it.

"Bella," Edward snapped and appeared at my bedside with perfectly rumpled hair. "I'm not falling for this act."

"It's not an act. Give me your hand," I pleaded while he glared hostilely at me. "Please, Edward. Bella needs this. Trust me, okay?"

He placed his hand palm down on the bed. Instantly, I flipped it over and traced gentle lines over his skin, like Bella did in the meadow.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb," I said pathetically.

"Bella, stop!"

"Why?"

"You're taking a beautiful moment and perverting it to suit your will."

"I'm trying to remember! Why won't you play along?"

"Because it's not a game to me, Bella."

"I need the truth, Edward, for my own edification. Why did you leave me that day in the woods? Did you really want me to have the chance at a normal human life or was it something else?"

"You know why I left!"

"I'm not entirely sure. Your eyes in my memory tell a different story than what you claim. Are you that good of an actor?"

"I must be, for you to believe me so easily."

"I feel...sad. You won't touch me but you won't leave me alone. What am I to you, Edward? I don't understand why you don't just fuck off. You obviously hate me."

He pulled me against his cold chest and brushed the tears out of my eyes.

"I could never hate you. You frustrate me and even frighten me a little bit but never doubt my love for you."

"What were you thinking about the day...that you left me. How were you able to say those things and look so coldly."

"I was thinking about how much I hated myself for putting you in the position that I did. I never should have allowed myself to get close to you. I knew it couldn't end well but I couldn't help myself, Bella. I've never felt this way before. I was obsessed, I am obsessed with you."

Edward stopped speaking, leaving his monologue quite unfinished. To my shock, he pinned me down on the bed and kissed me roughly. His mouth was cold and dry but still delicious. I tried to offer him my tongue but he refused to let it get close to his teeth. Instead, he veered away from my lips to kiss down my neck.

"I feel so vulnerable," I said cautiously. "You could so easily destroy me, Edward."

He pulled away from me and said, "I never let myself get out of control when I'm close to you."

"That's not what I meant. I can't allow myself to be lamb to your lion. I need to be more than that."

His brow knitted. "You're everything. What more do you need to be?"

Slowly, he started kissing a line down my collar bone to my breast. He took my nipple between his lips with a very gentle suck.

"I love you, Bella. I want you...right now."

"No, Edward."

Yeah, that surprised him. "You...don't want me?"

"You know I do. Your motives confuse me, however. Why do you suddenly want to fuck me?"

"I want to make love to you because I love you."

"See, that's bullshit. You want to claim your territory because Jacob took my virginity."

He growled and punched a hole though the wall...the concrete wall.

"He took advantage of you. I could kill him for that!"

"I took advantage of him. I took advantage of both of you."

"What do you need, Love. How can I fix things between us?"

"Well, first I need to talk to Jacob and explain my decision to him," I said as gently as I could. Edward let out a feral hiss and spit a wad of venom into the wall just above his punch hole. That shit ate through concrete like acid.

"Jacob is in love with me, Edward. I owe him an explanation."

"What do you plan on explaining to him?"

"Why I can never see him again. If I'm going to commit to this, I have to commit to it fully. I want you to change me Edward. I want to be a vampire."

Author's Note: This story is now available on Twilighted with some edits. Tish Phoenix is also working on a story banner which I will post shortly. She is so my bitch!