Righteous Chapter 13: Edward enjoys his torture.

Edward's POV

I left her as she slid into the car. I needed to hunt. No. Not hunt. Run. With every second I was near her I was in pain. A Bugatti Veyron!?! One of the fastest cars on the planet!?! She had come a long way from that stupid truck back in Forks. I mean I couldn't have picked a better car for if I tried. It suited her down to the T. The way she was leaning over it was just so…hot. I wanted nothing more to rip her clothes off right there and then, and make her scream my name.

Ok where did that come from?

I ran harder then I had ever ran before. Trees blurred and blended into each other. My feet barely skimmed the ground, and I found my self breathing hard just out of habit. I stopped thinking and just felt the air breeze past me.

"Edward?"

I skidded to a halt, completely confused. I turned sharply, crouching into a defensive position. From the direction I came from Tanya walked through the tree line. Her hands were held up in front of her showing me I wasn't a threat. I stood immediately.

"Tanya? What are you doing here?"

She looked confused, her eyes scanning the environment.

"What do you mean Edward? I live here." Amusement laced her voice.

I looked around and realised that the sun would be up soon. Tanya took another hesitant step towards me. My head snapped to her and she stood stock still.

"Your near my home Edward. Did you run here?"

I ran my hand through my hair and nodded.

"Is everything alright? You look really agitated."

"I'm ok." I said and then changed my mind.

"No, I'm not ok. Bella is back."

"Edward, isn't that a good thing?" Tanya asked, confused again.

"What? Are you kidding me!?!" I exploded. Tanya shrunk back. She had never heard me yell before, not like that. I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose trying to calm myself down.

"I'm sorry Tanya. It's just Emmett pissed off the other night, found Bella in a bikie bar, they went dancing and fighting. She has this fucking weird werewolf pelt that stops all our abilities from working on her. Then suddenly she just rocks up at our house, practically mauls me, then tells me she hates me and that she moving in. Oh and everyone is all right with it."

I knew I was ranting but it felt good to get it out. I turned around and saw that Tanya's body was shaking. I peered at her face and realized she was laughing.

"It is not fucking funny, Tanya."

At that she laughed harder, howling and clutching at her sides. I growled and walked over to the nearest tree, putting my fist through it. The tree shuddered and splinters flew off in all directions.

"Edward, I'm sorry," she chuckled trying to calm herself down. "It's just I've never heard you cuss before. You've always been so uptight."

I froze. She was right. The first night I saw Izzy was the first time I swore. Did I know she was coming? Was I that in tuned to her? Suddenly I was swearing, picturing myself fucking her on the hood of the Bugatti, and wanting nothing more than to bite her and make her a vampire.

That was definetly not my usual way of thinking. I was having these fantasies more often, and desperately wanting to go through with them.

What was going on with me?

"Edward. So let me get this straight. Bella," She started.

"Izzy!" I corrected her automatically.

What? Her name is Bella.

"Who is Izzy? I thought you loved Bella."

"I do... I did. I love Izzy. I love Bella. No wait."

I had never felt so confused in my entire existence. Tanya put her hand on my shoulder, trying to make sense of my strange word vomit.

"Edward. Who is Izzy?" She asked slowly. I took in a large gulp of air.

"Bella…Izzy is Bella."

Ok is there some kind of crack for vampires? 'Cause Edward is definetly smoking it.

I laughed. I took a deep breath again and sat down on my hunches, trying to figure out how to explain Izzy to Tanya.

"Ok, Bella has gone through this change. She now calls herself Izzy."

Tanya raised her eyebrows and sat next to me.

"Is she bipolar?"

"No. She's just… no longer Bella anymore."

"Ok well is this a problem? I mean she's still the same person, right?"

"Well that's just it Tanya. She's not. She's all bad and sexy and hot and sexy." I stopped when I realized I had just said sexy twice. Tanya noticed it too and smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"Sooo your attracted to a hot, sexy, bad woman and this is a problem…why?"

I let myself fall back on my butt and pushed my feet out in front of me. I sighed at how ridiculous this must of all sounded to Tanya. I should be happy Izzy was in my life again. And by what Emmett had told me this morning, she would eventually see the love I still had for her, and come back to me so what was I bitching about?

God you have really lost it Cullen.

"Tell me about it Tanya," I nodded agreeing with her mental thoughts. I looked at Tanya who was shaking her head, completely bewildered.

"I find myself attracted to Izzy, but still loving Bella. I feel like I'm cheating on Bella."

"But Bella is Izzy." She argued. I shook my head and stood up. I stalked away from her before spinning around and flinging my arms up.

"GOD!!!" I roared and the tree tops trembled. "I can't make sense of anything."

Tanya stood up, playing with a lock of her strawberry blonde hair. She walked casually over to me and shyly glanced up. I suddenly realized how close she had become and I stiffened.

"There may be one way of telling what you want," she said slowly.

I stared down at her.

"What? I'll do anything." I felt so conflicted.

"You have to trust me Edward," she murmured.

I eyed her warily but nodded. Suddenly her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pushed her lips hungrily on mine. I pulled back but her arms tighten around my neck.

Trust me Edward.

I hesitated.

This will work.

My shoulders dropped and I pushed back into her. I opened my mouth to take her tongue into my mine, and she pushed fiercely against me. My own tongue met hers and I was lost in the kiss. My hands wrapped around her waist and she yelped when I pinched her hard on her ass. She pulled away, hers eyes black with lust and she was breathing heavily.

"Ok what were you thinking about when you kissed me?" She said, her voice shaking.

"How hot that would have been if Izzy was you," I answered immediately. I froze watching a smirk creep up on Tanya's face.

Izzy it is Edward. That's who you want.

"But what about Bella?" I said, stepping out of Tanya's embrace.

"What about Bella? Izzy is just the next evolutionary step. Think of her as the better model of the one you had."

I frowned, shaking my head. Tanya snarled and flung her hands in the air.

"Why are men so stupid? Edward, the Bella you knew is gone. She's in the past and you'll never get her back. Work on the one you have now. Learn to love her."

She was right. Bella was gone and Izzy was here. She was here and I was here and that was enough. I smiled softly before turning to Tanya.

"I want Izzy." I stated. It was no lie. I did want her. I wanted her bad. I wasn't sure if I loved her yet, but I definetly wanted her.

"Good for you Cullen. Go get your girl"

I stopped short.

Shit!

"She hates me though."

"Nah she's just pissed. She won't be able to resist you for long, Cullen. You too dang cute for you own good. Learn what you can about her, and you'll be pleasantly surprised by how much Bella is left."

I grinned and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thanks Tanya."

"No thank you…that was one of the hottest kisses I've ever had," I grinned as she fanned herself.

"Now run home little boy," she said shooing me with her hands. I laughed and ran home feeling more content than I had been for years.

As I ran I thought back to when I first realized I loved Bella. My whole persona changed. My family saw it and frequently commented on it. Carlisle said that when our kind falls in love it is very intense and shifts our whole being. Did it happen again? Had my persona adapted to match Izzy's? I definetly felt different. I was thinking and acting differently. But it wasn't the same as what happened with Bella.

When I fell in love with Bella, the world shifted. It was like it was just her. She was everything to me. I put her above everything, before everything and away from everything. I stopped suddenly, something dawning on me. My relationship with Bella was sick. I worshipped her like a goddess but hid her away from everything. I wouldn't allow her to do anything that I deemed inappropriate.

I was insanely jealous of other men looking at her, thinking about her or talking to her. I remember having a fight with Emmett when he noted on how nice her legs looked in a skirt. That wasn't healthy. That wasn't what Alice and Jasper have. It definetly wasn't what Carlisle and Esme have. Hell even Rose and Emmett have a better relationship than Bella and I had. I realized that I didn't respect her enough to allow her to make her own decisions and ultimately her own mistakes, and I didn't trust myself enough to let her grow. It wasn't a relationship without trust and respect. It started to feel more like it was a dictatorship.

Fuck, you were a regular Castro.

How did Bella deal with your shit?

I started to jog again still lost in my own thoughts when I realized that I was in front of our house. Emmett was sitting on the ground holding the front end of his Jeep up, grinning at me. Rose's legs splayed out from under the jeep, and I heard her tinkering with the engine. I started to walk inside when I stopped and looked at Rose's legs again.

They are not Rosalie's legs.

"But Iz…why can't I?" Emmett whined.

"Look Emmett," Izzy said from under the car. "I am not going to put a NOS in your car. It's just plain stupid. Don't ask again."

"Well shit," Emmett sighed, picking up a pebble and flinging it at me. I ignored it and sat down on the steps watching Izzy's legs.

Those legs wrapped around me while I pound into her.

Okay, yep. My way of thinking had definetly changed. Never had I had so many erotic fantasies play through my head. Now I was in trouble. I had to let this new Edward come out slowly. My family would freak out if I started strutting around the house cussing my mouth off. Not to mention what Izzy would do. She had come here to torture me. If she realized that I no longer tortured myself, she might run.

So let her torture you.

I smiled at the word torture, and visions of Izzy in leather holding a whip occupied my thoughts for a while.

Yes, torture didn't seem too bad at the moment.

"Fuck Emmett! When was the last time Rose serviced this thing."

"Well it would have been the last time she serviced me," he mused. "so a while ago."

Izzy rolled out laughing. She had dirt in her hair and grease on her hands and face. She had never looked more sexy, and I started to mentally compile a list of how and where I wanted to fuck her.

Yep, angst ridden Edward Cullen is no more.

"You poor, poor bastard," she said shaking her head before looking past Emmett and staring at me. I blew her a kiss and winked. She frowned and threw the wrench at me. I laughed and dodged it easily. Izzy stood up and put her hands on her hips.

"What? Did you actually get some action while you were out hunting." She teased.

Emmett started to chuckle, but stopped when he heard me laughing. He looked at me like I had three heads.

"Good one Iz, good one," I said thinking how true her statement had been.

Weeks past and days blurred into each other. I quietly sat back and observed the changes in Izzy, and was surprised at how much Tanya was right. When Izzy was concentrating hard on something she bit her lip. On the days when her torture plans did not go her way she would talk in her sleep. She never said anything important, but still.

Of course there was a lot of new things I learnt about Izzy. She was a gym junkie. Every morning she was in the gym with Emmett, pounding the boxing bag or running on the treadmill. On good days she allowed me to watch, which allowed me to come up with new fantasies to put on my ever expanding list. On bad days I would sit outside the door and listen to her pant. Either way it was win win. She loved to dance. Whenever she was happy she was rolling her hips and bopping along to whatever song was on her iPod.

And of course she was on a mission to make my life a living hell. And she was very, very good at it. She played it cool for the first week, and I started to relax thinking maybe she was all talk. Naïve I know.

About a week after I had my chat with Tanya, I walked into my room to find my entire music collection sprawled across the floor, with Izzy in the middle of it. Her carved legs splayed out in front of her in the most sexiest way. She wore a blue tank top, black shorts and strappy black stilettos. She had the cutest pout on her face as she looked up at me through her long dark eyelashes. My heart melted for her.

"I can't find the CD you were listening to yesterday Edward," she wined biting her bottom lip.

I loved when she did that. She was so adorable. Adorable and fuckable. I chuckled and went over to the CD player and ejected the CD wiggling it at her. Her entire face lit up as she jumped up scattering CD's everywhere. She danced over to me plucking the disc off my finger and twirled to the door. She turned and blew me a kiss

"Thanks Edward. You're the best."

I watched as she flicked her hair and ran down the hallway. I was stuck playing out some very R rated fantasies when I caught a look at my room.

Sly , seductive wretched woman who held my heart.

Arh!My CD's were everywhere, and it had taken forever to organized them the way I preferred. I growled at the thought that I was just played by that sexy little strumpet.

Her laugh rang out from the hallway, and she stuck her head, in surveying the damage. Her eye sparkled as she looked up at me

"Just think of it this way Cullen. It's just another distraction for you." With that she giggled and skipped away. The word hit a nerve. I deserved it. I had used that word on her slicing her heart open with it. I sighed and started picking up CD's and organizing them.

Things calmed down for a couple of weeks, with the exception of her snide remarks and flirty attempts to piss me off. I took them in my stride, biding my time patiently. Esme and Carlisle went to visit their friends Maggie and Siobhan in Ireland. They had apparently welcomed a new coven member, and needed assistance with dealing with the newborn. Emmett and Rose took off for the weekend, to god knows where, doing god doesn't want to know what.

With everyone gone Jazz and I decided to go out hunting, and it was nice hanging out with him again. Alice and Izzy were watching a movie when we headed out, stating they weren't going to do any thing else.

As we ran through the forest, Jasper and I talked about nothing in particular until we came across a heard of deer. We were up wind so they didn't know we were there. We sat and talked for a while.

"So what's with the sudden change?" Jasper asked me, eyeing off the buck.

I shrugged. "Don't know what your talking 'bout bro."

He snorted and ran forward taking the buck down with ease. I caught a large doe as she panicked at the sight of Jazz. I drained her easily, and we both made quick work of disposing the bodies.

"You can't bullshit me, Edward. The feelings your giving out aren't your usual."

"Well if Izzy can change, so can I." I said simply. Pushing off I ran, smelling the air for more prey. Jasper was by my side in an instant, laughing.

"Are you fucking serious? Your ok with Izzy being Izzy?"

"Yeah. I mean she is definetly hot." Jasper slowed down because he was laughing so hard. I rolled my eyes and jogged back to him. He looked up at me and chuckled.

"Yeah she's hot alright." He said, blatantly taunting me.

"Hey you've got Alice. Leave Izzy for me." I snorted and pushed him.

"I don't know. I think Alice would be happy to welcome Izzy into our bed."

"Dream on, you girl. Izzy needs a real man." Jasper fell to the ground bursting into hysterics.

"A…real…man?" He screamed between laughs.

Your still a virgin, man.

I snarled and launched on him, and we were soon wrestling like we used to. I wasn't really pissed at him. Actually it was kind of fun verbally sparring with him. After landing a few choice blows he called a truce, and we soon caught the scent of more deer. After draining a buck I started to feel sloshy, and we called it a night.

As we made our way back to the house we were trading blows. Jasper punched me hard causing me to stumble back and he ran up to the house, chuckling to himself. He opened the door and froze.

"Holy fuck! Edward I don't think you should go in here," Jasper called walking out and cupping his face.

I looked at him strangely before I was hit with the most tastiest smell known to vampire. It was everywhere. I stepped in looking over my shoulder at Jazz who was shaking his head laughing.

"She is such a sly bitch," he called.

Izzy's scent enveloped me and it got stronger as I made my way to my room. I sucked in a huge breath as I opened the door. I groaned. She had smeared her arousal all over my walls. Her black panties littered my bedroom floor, covered with her juices.

Well I hope she was thinking about me when she was conjuring up this evil deed.

From behind me I heard her giggle. I turned to see her standing in her pj's holding a glass of wine and teetering slightly.

She was drunk.

"Where is Alice?" I asked my eyes roving over her body.

She giggled again. "Oh! Well I ran out of red." She held up the glass, indicating the amount of red wine she had left. She sloshed the glass around and swayed a bit.

Fuck her. Fuck her right now.

I shook my head trying to clear it from the tasty aroma that assaulted my senses.

"How much have you had to drink Izzy?" I asked chuckling as she frowned. She held up two fingers than changed her mind and held up a third.

God, her scent is starting to make me woozy.

"Bottles." She clarified before pushing past me, and sweeping her hand across my room.

"Do you like my work Eddie. I'm releasing a perfume." She said matter of factly.

I laughed again and taking her hand, I gently lowered her on the bed.

"I think I will buy every bottle you make, Izzy."

Yeah I'll buy every bottle all right.

She giggled and flung her hands in the air, spilling the last of her wine. "I'll be a millionaire."

She looked down her wine glass and pouted.

"Oh poo. It's all gone."

She looked up at me and I watched in awe as her tongue slipped out, and licked the edge of the glass. That, along with the scent of her arousal was my undoing. I grabbed her and pushed her down on the bed pulling myself on top of her. She giggled.

"Oh naughty, naughty," she tsked me. I hissed as her legs wrapped around my waist and she ground herself against me.

"Izzy," I groaned before moulding my lips against her. She opened them and pushed her tongue into my mouth. It was heaven. She whimpered when my own tongue met hers and I froze. Izzy doesn't whimper. I pushed myself off her and chuckled when she huffed.

"Now, now Izzy. Your not yourself," I tsked her, getting up and pulling her into my arms. She rolled her eyes dramatically before telling me I was a prude. I turned around, and there was a frantic looking Alice holding a bottle of red.

"You got more alcohol for her," I said incredulously.

"She said she could handle it, and wouldn't stop bugging me 'till I went and got her some." She hissed at me. I shook my head. She looked down at Izzy who suddenly realized Alice was there.

"Al-al! Aww you just interrupted one of my evil plans," she slurred, settling deeper into my arms.

"Oh my god. What happened? Did you take advantage of her?" Alice whispered. I looked at Alice and then down at Izzy. Her head rolled back, her mouth open and a large snore escaped from her mouth. She was asleep. I smiled softly and handed her to Alice, who took her gently.

"No! I think she got a little to drunk and got carried away," I said, gesturing to Izzy's panties. Alice's eyes grew wide before she sniggered.

"Doesn't the smell bother you?" I asked as Alice giggled and shook her head.

"No. I mean it's definetly over powering but I think it affects males more than us ladies."

"Well she knows how to make an impact doesn't she?" Jasper stood behind her holding up a bucket of water and sponges.

"I'll help you clean this up." I looked at him puzzled at why he would help me.

Well I'm getting really horny now, and if I don't get Izzy's scent out of my head I may actually break Alice in half.

I almost choked at his silent explanation, but managed to compose myself before Alice noticed. I nodded and grabbed the bleach from him and got to work. After we had managed to expunge Izzy's aroma from my room, Jasper grabbed Alice, and ran out of the house yelling at me not to wait up.

As if.

Izzy woke up the next morning in the foulest mood. I was in the kitchen listening to her throw things around in her room, and swearing like a pirate. She finally stomped downstairs and I handed her a coffee.

"You might need this Iz." She gave me a withering look as she took a sip out of the cup.

"What happened last night?"

"You don't remember?"

She dropped a shoulder, and looked at me with a exasperated expression. "Edward, I rarely remember anything when I drink red. It's my one weakness. Uh word vomit! I hate hangovers."

Tuck that titbit away for later.

"Well you smeared my room with your juices before passing out on my bed." I explained reading the paper and not looking at her.

"That's it?" She asked grabbing a bagel out of the fridge. I nodded.

"Oh well that's not to bad. I mean for me that is," she snickered. I gave her a pained look which caused her to laugh.

"Oh Eddie, did you not like my gift to you. I thought you'd enjoy that most of all."

Oh I enjoyed it all right.

I flicked the paper up to hide my smirk, and to her it probably seemed I was irked by her behaviour. She chortled as she skipped out of the room.

"Maybe red isn't that bad after all." I heard her say.

Yeah red wasn't bad at all.