Chapter 10- Bella POV

It's something when the one you love is one that you hate as well, Bella wants and adores Edward,

But is it too late for them?

I dangled the keys before Edward. His eyes drank in my body and the keys waving. He crooked his pointer at me, beckoning me to come over.

Chelsea seemed a bit too drawn into my husband's body, she merely tip toed backwards when she was supposed to flee from here. I turned and narrowed my gaze at her flawless face; she nodded and turned her back, but not before catching a stealing look at Edward-the Adonis rising from the water.

Walking over I see the huge lock, Edward slowly turns to me as he see my walking over with the key.

"Let me try something." He whispered. He reached between the gate and snatched the keys from me, then tossed them into the inky pool behind him.

At this point I wish I could read minds. I truly did, because something tells me he doesn't want to be free.

"What in the hell are you doing? Go get that key Edward Cullen!"

"Remember when I held iron in the palm of my hand? I crushed it. Watch this." He took the padlock and with one tight squeeze, it turned to bits.

"You could do this too, if you just focus." He let the pieces fall, then pushed the gate open and swept me inside the cage. His embrace was unbearably tight.

"Try it. You are getting stronger every day, you should try it." He wrapped his long hands around mine and placed them onto the iron bar. My hand bleed immediately.

"I'm losing blood." I said.

He maneuvered to place himself behind me, and squeezed my hands.

"Who do you want to kill most, Bella?" He spoke to my neck. I tried to think. I wanted to kill him at first, and my precious Renesmee. But who did I want to kill the most?

Heidi.

Myself.

I thought hard, and without realizing it, I had bent the gate's bars to the side, the hole was wide enough to fit my head in.

"You really hate someone." He chuckled, his hand gliding down my back.

"Myself."

"You? I don't see how you can hate yourself, Beautiful delicious Bella." He licked my neck and I shivered. Such an enticing Succubus.

"Yeah, me. Don't tell me you forgive me so soon and that whole heartedly."

"Nah, I'm going to make you pay, don't doubt that my Love." He growled and placed his hand on my belly and played with my navel.

"Edward, we must leave. We can't stay here forever."

"Yes we can."

"I want to go home," I said, but he wasn't listening to me, just grounding his hand against the nub of my opening flower. He was making me dizzy with this tingling that all became centered in that area…

He rubbed me vigorously then knelt down in the water, the waves crashed my skin and he nipped my thighs and buttocks.

"I don't think-"

"Please, Oh God, do not think." His hands immediately wrapped around my middle, possessively. "Jacob was better, wasn't he?"

I snapped back into reality, he was still trailing kisses all over me, sending butterflies to various parts of my body. How could I answer that? The last time, Jacob really tore me up something proper. But Edward-

"Let me read your mind."

"Edward, you are the most sensual lover I have. No question about it."

"Hmm." He bit my arm and drew droplets of blood. I felt him hard against me, and arched my back, but I wanted to see his face. I moved, pushing him back from me and saw his handsome face. So beautiful, but sort of beautiful because right now he was determination incarnate. Pulling off my robe.

I wanted him something kind of bad.

I opened myself to him completely and was actually kind of shocked when he pierced my body so roughly- I loved it. We nearly broke the cage down, his eyes were changing colors and I'm sure mine were too- I was ravenous and just couldn't wait to bite him or bite anything.

He bit into me again.

In the arm. The stomach. My back..The water turned a crimson color very fast…

"Edward!" I shouted. He pinned me down under the water and followed his way down. His teeth gleamed bright. His hands were vises and I could not move, but I struggled. He was still ramming into me at the same time.

"Stop!" Someone shouted.

That was my cue. I took my feet and pushed him hard away from me-that was just uncomfortable. I pulled up from the pool. Edward swam back to me fast, and missed my feet coming out the water by an inch.

Not wasting time, I used all my strength I could muster and pulled open the iron bars. No way was I going back in the other direction. I saw Chelsea and Alice standing there. My robe dripping wet, I pulled it up over me and ran to her. Renesmee's eyes were popping from her head. I covered her face.

"Bella stay behind me," Alice instructed. "It'll take a little time to pass."

"How do you know-"I stopped myself. Alice saw this coming.

"Chelsea explained that there was a mixing of souls when you, Jacob, and Edward-um, you know. Edward has to relax a bit, I think it's wearing off, whatever effect was on him earlier."

My mind strayed over to Jacob, not in longing like I usually do, but of concern. I wonder how he is doing?"

Alice placed a hand on my shoulder. We both watched as Edward stayed in the water thrashing for five minutes, then he climbed out slowly, wrapping some cloth around his body. He stood, head hanging low.

"I won't use any of my skill this time, but I will leave you alone." Chelsea said.

"Why? Why have you been helping me?" I asked curious.

She smoothed her dress down and was deep in thought.

"My story was similar to yours, I just had to follow my heart. It truly belonged to Afton."

Something tells me that I'd want to hear this story someday, I was a sucker for stories. Meanwhile, Renesmee twisted from me and ran to her father.

"Don't!" I shouted to her.

"Wait, Bella, its okay." Alice said. I watched as Edward picked up Renesmee and kissed her cheek. Then he turned to us.

"Man, what a head rush!" He smiled. "Can we leave now?"

I was nodding and thinking of finishing off where he and I left off when we got back home when Alice suddenly clasped my hand. She had that far away look in her eyes, which meant she was having a vision.

"Oh no! Jacob!" She exclaimed.

What now? I wondered.

Songs I listen to while writing:Like some writers, I too must have some motivating music, so here is my list for Black Decision 2: Sort of Beautiful.

Another Way to Die-Alicia Keys and Jack White

The Eyes of Truth- Enigma

Harappa- E.S. Posthumous

Take it from Here- Justin Timberlake

Misery Business- Paramore

Addiction- Kanye West