Chapter 9: Dying again.

Edward's POV.

Oh shit!

Now I'm in trouble.

I couldn't believe she was standing there, a sly smile lingering across her lips as she leaned against the door pane. God, she was beautiful. She was more than beautiful. She was a goddess. A thousand thoughts ran through my head about what I was going to do. Two came to the fore front.

Run away.

Declare you undying love to her and beg for forgiveness.

"Hello Edward." She purred.

What the hell?

I stood shocked as she walked past me. She didn't sound angry. She sounded incredibly sexy. Her voice had forgotten the high tone she had when she was a teenager, maturing into a deeper, huskier quality. It was still feminine but all together arousing. I turned slowly watching her walk into the foyer and stop suddenly. I vaguely noticed my family standing on the stairs but my attention was wholly on Bella. I was paralyzed with shock as I stared at the girl who had grown into this remarkable if not slightly unhinged woman. Her stance was casual as if I had only just seen her yesterday. Only six years had passed.

My thoughts wondered back to Rosalie's memory. Even seen through a vampires perfect vision it was still a hundred times better in real life.

Maybe she could forgive me for what I did to her. Esme's earlier fantasy played across my mind. I felt hope ballooning in my chest as I closed the door with my foot not taking my eyes of Bella. Alice was in her arms squealing about something but I couldn't focus on what it was. I was staring at Bella. She was wearing black skinny jeans with knee high black four inch boots. My eyes raked upwards and I stared at the back of her deep blue corset that hugged her tiny frame. Her lily white skin looked amazing against the color and before I could stop it a growl bubbled out of my mouth. She stopped and said something to Carlisle and Esme then turned to me. At that point I realized we were alone. I was so focused on Bella that I hadn't noticed everyone had left.

She walked slowly towards me and I couldn't help but notice how her hips swayed in the most erotic way. God it was so sexy. Her hair was released from the braids I had seen her in Rosalie's memories and now hung sensually past her shoulders. It was no longer it's beautiful chestnut color but had been dyed black and against the light it shone a deep violet tinge mixed in. It made her dark and ridiculously delicious. I licked lips as I looked at her eyes. Her deep, beautiful, dark, chocolate eyes that were smoldering. Wait! Smoldering? My Bella did not smolder. She was pure and sweet and innocent.

But this not your Bella now.

Then make her your Bella again.

I almost died again when her hands cupped my face. I had missed her so much. Missed her touch. Missed her scent. I had missed everything about her. I longed to feel her lips on mine but restrained myself. I would have to take this slow. Building her trust back in me. It will take time but I was willing to wait. I marveled at how easily I had discarded the thought of pushing her away again. I could not bear it. I would be selfish now and I was finished with my internal suffering. I didn't have the strength to leave her again. I couldn't believe I had stayed away from her this long.

I suddenly felt like I was home as I leaned in and took a deep breathe. Her scent was the same, though it had changed slightly. Freesia's and strawberries but there was something else. It gave her an edge that was, if possible, more intoxicating. I was searching for the name of the mysterious scent in my head when I felt her fingers snaked into my hair and all of a sudden she pulled me to her mouth.

My eyes widen. Wait, she was kissing me. I know I had hurt her and I've seen my fair share of how teenagers and people in general acted when they broke up. She was supposed to be angry. She was supposed to yell and scream and cry at me. Threaten to leave me again which would of hurt more than anything I could think of now. But she didn't. Instead she was kissing me so passionately I couldn't help but respond. I would deal with the consequences later.

I moaned against her and suddenly her tongue darted into my mouth. My eyes opened for a moment before closing again.

This is wrong.

Shut up.

I lifted my tongue and met hers. Electricity coursed through my body and I revelled in it. We had never kissed before like this. It was eager and exquisite. I could die right now and know there was a heaven because I was here already. In heaven. With my Bella.

She broke away and immediately I missed her. But she was laying kisses along my jaw until she reached my ear. It was divine. This was the Bella I remember. Soft and sweet. Then she bite me. Hard. I couldn't help myself and I let out a low hiss. Her body was wrapped exquisitely around my own, her leg hitched around me. My hands wandered over her thighs, amazed at how strong and supple they had become. I felt the muscle quiver under my touch. Her body was taunt and strong. Nothing like the old Bella.

"Edward?" She murmured and the thrill of hearing my name pour from her lips sleeked through my body.

"Yes, my love."

She paused for the smallest of seconds and I focused on her hot breath near my ear. I rejoiced in the movement of the air that came from her lips. Her lips. I suppressed a groan and leaned in closer. Just to be nearer to those lips. Her lips.

"Do you like how my body is wrapped around you, how I kissed you and bit you?"

Oh god, she was so sexy. Where did she find the strength to say that? Bella would of stammered and blushed but new Bella was full of self confidence. I couldn't help but feel more love for her and something else. Lust. Oh my god did I want her. Of course I had wanted her before but this…well, this was raw. It was primal and I knew it was growing with every second I was in contact with her. I would have to pull away soon knowing I could hurt her. But for the moment I could control it. I would control the beast because for six years I had gone from her with nothing but memories and now she was in my arms. She was in my arms and I never wanted to be without her again. From upstairs, I could hear them all my family whispering to each other.

"Holy crap, Edward's going to get raped." I could hear Emmett dancing around in circles.

"Shut up Emmett. If she does rape him, I hope she rapes him good." Rose sneered.

"Carlisle are you familiar with rape victims, you know all the trauma?" Alice said in a singsong voice. I mentally made a note to make sure they would all regret this conversation.

"Um yes but do you honestly think…"

"Yeah Izzy will rape him. She scared Alice!" Emmett explained.

"She did not…ok maybe a little." Alice pouted.

"Hey Jazz, I bet she rapes me before you." I couldn't believe Emmett was betting against Jasper about this.

"Doubt it loser." Yep, Jasper and Emmett are going down.

"Hey Alice? I bet Izzy rapes us before our husbands." Rosalie said in a singsong voice.

"Oh hell yeah, Rose…cause I doubt you can rape someone with the junk in pieces." Alice's voice turned menacing.

"Joking Alice, we were joking." I felt a wave of calm blast from Jasper towards Alice.

"I wonder if Izzy will rape me." Emmett mused.

"Emmett!" Everyone groaned.

"What! I'm a good sort." I heard a distinct smack as Rose slapped Emmett on the head.

"Will you rape me, Rose?" Emmett asked hope filling his voice. There was silence and I knew that Rose was trying to draw out his torture a bit.

"Maybe if you shut up." She conceded with a sigh.

"Yes!" I could imagine he was pumping the air with his fists.

"Will you guys shut up! Edwards about to be raped."

"Esme???"

"What? If any one needs to get laid, it's him."

I pulled myself away, from their conversation smiling inwardly that they were all joking and laughing together again. Even if it was at my expense. I turned my attention back to the goddess entwined around me. No more than two seconds had past since she asked me that question and I briefly entertained the idea of teasing her but thought that would probably not be the most wisest course of action. I decided on a far more simpler one.

"Yes." I answered her.

Yep, you can't get more simple than that Edward.

"Do you like it, honey?" She cooed in my ear rubbing herself against me. God, I looked forward to getting to know this new Bella.

"Oh. God. Yes. Bella, more than you'll ever know." I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of head.

She exhaled again and her tongue flicked out and ran along the tip of my ear. I could barely contain my growing lust and need for her. I shivered against her. I was right back where I started. Absolutely infatuated and intoxicated by her. She had no idea what she did to me. What she was doing to me now. And it was worse now. She was no longer the teenager that would pout when she didn't get her way. No, now she was a headstrong beautiful woman and I got the distinct impression that when she wanted something she would get it. Somewhere in the back of my mind I briefly worried about my virginity. I pushed that thought away not wanting to dwell on that point yet. What mattered now was that she was here in my arms. Besides it was always hers to begin with. Even though she had probably given hers up to someone else. But that was my fault. Because I was the one who had pushed her away into someone else's bed. I squeezed my eyes shut at the thought of hand that were not my own roving all over her body. I silently vowed that I would spend the rest of my days on this earth making up for my horrible and rash decisions.

"Well I want you to remember it for the rest of your life. Can you do that for me, honey?"

"Oh I will, Bella, I will." Yes, this memory would forever be seared into my head. Along with every other memory of Bella I had.

Her hand tightened in my hair while the other one racked viciously down my neck. I hissed against her. This new Bella was rough and I was trying to decide if I liked it or not.

This is your Bella, you love every part of her.

"Good. Because you'll never get another chance to touch me like that again, Cullen." She snarled in my ear.

I froze. My head clouded with confusion as she disentangled herself from me. I felt lost and abandoned. I gaped at her as she folded her arms and smirked at me.

"I'm going to make you life a living hell, Edward. Because that's what you did to me."

I stared at her and for once my fast vampire brain seemed to be lagging. I scrambled to make sense of it all. What just happened? What did I do? She was smiling wickedly at me, waiting for my response. It seemed rude to leave her waiting.

"What…wait…how?"

Oh wow, that was intellectual.

Bella's smirk grew even wider as if I had said exactly what she was hoping I would say.

"I'm moving in, Cullen."

Cullen? That seemed informal. I started to grow frustrated with myself as my brain felt like it was ticking over at a snail's pace, and I struggled to piece everything together.

"Whoa! Way to go Bella." Rose snickered from her room.

"God. How hard is it? Say it with me, Rose. IZ-ZY." Emmett snapped.

She turned and ran up the stairs. I continued to stare stupidly at the spot she was just standing in. I groped the air, wondering vaguely where she was? Why she was gone? And then finally my mind started to click things slowly into place.

She was moving in?

She was moving in…

Absolute joy raced its way through my body. She wanted me. She wanted us. We were going to be together again. My family was going to be whole and happy. Then the rest of her sentence sunk in.

A living hell.

Never touch her again.

Oh my god. She was baiting herself against me. Making sure that everyday she would assault me with her presence, just being there. Yes, this was going to be a living hell. Torture. Beautiful, exquisite torture. How long before I crumbled under it? I sunk to my haunches and placed my head on my hands. What have I done? What have I created? I should of never left her. Should have bitten her when she asked me too. Had her life really turned into a living hell when I left her? I was so stupid and naive to think that leaving her would be good for her. From upstairs I heard Esme whisper 'Welcome home, Bella' and I knew that my life was over. Again