A/N: Hey everyone! I'm back again! Okay, the story starts now. A quick shout out to morino_sora, Ellie and quinzy for your awesome reviews! This chap is for you guys! As usual, I owe nothing but the plot.

EPOV

This is not happening.
This is not happening.
This is not happening. I moaned to myself. Isabella was dragging me and her boyfriend? down the path. I could not get involve with her. I cannot, will not get involved!

Just go with it...My subconscious whispered.

I can't-I can't- I can't ruin her life. I keened miserably.

But she is beautiful, she makes you feel good, she dispels the beast within you... And you have only known her for an hour.

Ah, Isabella. Beauty should not be used to describe her. Think along the lines of flawless perfection. Long, dark shimmering mahogany hair cascading down to the middle of her back seemed silky to the touch, inviting me, tempting me to touch it, stroke it. Pass her hair, to her flawless figure. As though her clothes were made to fit her body perfectly, to accentuate her luscious curves to highlight every inch of her porcelain skin. Her body was there to temp all men who were privileged enough to take a glimpse at her beauty. Despite the hole in her jeans just above her right knee, and despite the plain white cotton that clung to her chest, there were no greater outfits more perfect for her body. And… her face. The face of an angel, the face of innocence, the face of purity, so beautiful...

Her big sinful chocolate doe eyes reflect the deep window into her soul, The window of happiness and of joy, framed by the longest set of natural eyelashes I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes captivated me. Looking into her peepers seems to turn my legs to jelly, turn my brain into mush, but I like it. Her lips were full and lush, inviting men to kiss them, like they were the temptress. Her snowy complexion was as tempting as her lips and eyes, and even more so when she blushes that deep cherry red that greatly accentuates her already flawless complexion, calling out to me to stroke her, trail my fingers down her arms, down her back, down her spine, and to make her mine...

I quickly shook my head, trying to clear it of the poisonous weeds of lust I felt for Isabella. Thinking of how she is unwittingly seducing me is not going to help with my plan of not falling too deep for her.

But I can't.

I can't abstain from the poisonous seeds planting itself within my mind, within my soul. As I writhed in self denial in my head, trying desperately to separate right from wrong, I knew that despite the turmoil in my mind, my heart had already made the decision. But is it a right decision? I don't know. I don't even care.

No! My mind screamed!

You can't do this to her! My rational side yelled at me.

You like her… my brain whispered, as if acknowledging the fact will help with the situation. "But not in love with her. No, not yet anyway." My brained mused quietly.

'Do I now?' I answered, my skeptical and sarcastic front back on. "But not in love with her. No, not yet anyway." I thought back on what my subconscious whispered to me.

What, you really think I will love her? You really think I will seriously fall completely, head over heels for her, me being a monster incapable of love and all? I retorted inwardly at myself.

Yes, yes you do Edward…the voice in my head whispered before it vanished completely.

I always wondered if I was insane, gone crazy, nuts, whatever. Well, I mean normal people definitely did NOT hear voices in their heads whispering to them to do something. But did it matter? I mean, look at me. Look at my job. Crazy or not, I'll never be able to win her heart. No, I can't, after what happened to Kate. Look how it had ended up. I can't afford to let it happen again. Don't get attached, don't get attached.

So I decided to change the subject. I started to blabber to Jasper whoever about the embarrassing scene with Jessica what's Her Name, and how Isabella had saved me from the clutches of the demon by acting as my sister. The kiss she had kindly bestowed on my cheek had made my heart swell with desire, the desire to make her mine, even if it was just a small little peck that had started all these feelings.

Speaking of sisters, my mind drifted to Alice. Ah Alice, I miss her so. She was probably squandering away the family fortune in Paris or London on haute couture, seeing as the two countries were her favorite. Not that I minded, since our fortune is easily replaced through... some means. I stopped short of thinking here. Couldn't bring myself to think through the thought. I shook my head clear of any seeds that might have taken root in my brain and tried to enjoy the rest of my time with Isabella and Jasper.

That's it. I am insane. I can't even stay focus on one train of thought. Either that or I think too much. Way too much for my own good.

We have now rounded a corner and Bella was moving progressively faster. Wonder why, I mused. I purposely slowed down to annoy her.

"Would you hurry up already? I'm starving!" She whined, her lips pouting out like a petulant child.
Who can refuse her when she looked like this? I thought, chuckling internally to myself. Just like Alice, I tagged on as an after thought.

Oh, would she still look this way when I take her later, when she is mine? I cackled darkly to myself once again.

When she is mine.

Hmm, I decided that I like the sound of it. Hell, I might even have started cackling like a wicked witch again at that statement, at that idea. But no, she isn't mine. I can't just stake a claim on her like she is a piece of meat I buy at the market! Or maybe the supermarket. Gods, I hate wet markets.

Damn the world. Why cant I take what is rightfully mine?

Because she isn't yours, dumb ass!Dear brain of mine chided me severely. Or maybe just giving me a reality check.

I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't realize that I had spaced out.

"Hello? Earth to Edward!" Isabella said, waving her palm in front of my face. I started when I realized that she was trying to call for my attention. I snapped out of my reverie before flashing a quick smile at her.

"Sorry, what were you saying? I kinda spaced out for a while there. " I grinned at the two of them.

Isabella huffed. "I was saying, where do you want to eat, since you are one, treating us and two, I'm hungry and I'm itching for food."

At the last statement, I gaped at her. Aren't girls suppose to be all concerned about their body ad stick to some diet regime or shit like that? Or worse, have some fuck shit problem obsession like shopping, like Alice.

I think Jasper understands my bewildered look. "Hey bro, one upped by a girl eh? Bella here eats like a pig, loves her food and doesn't get fat! And no, she doesn't like shopping." He drawled, obviously envisioning that I was going to ask the most popular follow up question with the female population.

I was about to reply, but Isabella beat me to the punch. "Dang it Jasper! I do NOT eat like a pig! Gosh!" she all but yelled at him, slapping his shoulders. Hard. The resounding 'thwack' made even me flinch.

"Ow fuck Bella! That hurts!" He all but whined.

"Serves you right!" Isabella thrilled in her singsong voice while she danced ahead of us.

"Devil spawn." Jasper muttered under his breath as he stalked forward to catch up with her, all the while rubbing his shoulder

"I heard that!" she called out without turning back, tossing her long tresses over her shoulders.

"You know, I think we should still get you to the ER first. Your knees are still scrapped up pretty badly. I know Jasper has cleaned it up, but it doesn't hurt to go check it." I called out as Bella skipped down the sidewalk as if nothing had happened an hour plus ago.

She skidded to a halt at that statement. "What are you a doctor?" she questioned a skeptical look on her face.

"No, but my dad is!" I replied brightly. At that, Bella slapped her palm over her forehead.

"I should have known! Carlisle Cullen right?"

I felt a streak of panic course through me. How much did she know about us?I thought, flustered. I tried to retain a poker face as I scanned her expression for any flashes of suspicion. She, unbeknownst to my silent probing, rolled her eyes and gave me a look that obviously questioned my intelligence.

Who the hell was this little girl who made such a dubious look so darn cute? Normally I would have blown off the handle, but Bella was just so endearing that it is impossible to become angry with her.

"In case you have forgotten, Mr. Cullen, I am very accident prone."

Ah, I get her drift now. Poor Bella was so careless to the point that she might already know Bella for a long time, maybe even getting treated by him. But one point that puzzled me was that, my father worked in Forks. This is Connecticut. Then how the hell would she even know him?

She had seen the question in my eyes. Before I could even finish formulating that thought, she was talking again.

"Well, I did live there for a few years with my dad, so I practically saw him all the time. Hell, scratch that. I was literally almost on first name basis with your dad. " Bella grinned like a Cheshire cat. Apparently, she has had some fond memories or adventures that lead to a visit with Dr Cullen.

"Remember that time you climbed up that tree with Angela?" Jasper said reminiscing.

"Only because you dared us too!" Bella said, lightly punching his arm. "And what happened after was totally your fault!"

"Was not!" Jasper cried indignantly.

"Yes it was and you know that!"

"Was not! You were the one who couldn't get down a tree!"

Bella and Jasper's banter was getting lost to me, as the world started to turn grey before my eyes. I tried to fight against the encompassing darkness. It has worked once, it will work again. I will not let it swallow me whole in front of two possibly new friends, or hell, even in public. But deep down, I knew fighting against it was futile. When it, when darkness wishes to descend upon you, encapsulate you, it will. Oh no. It's happening again. Was my last conscious thought in the present time before I slipped completely from the light and into another world of shadow and darkness…

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