The Curse of Destiny

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I wish I did, but I don't. I own this plot line (originally it was a short story I wrote for a college class and I decided to turn it into a longer fanfiction story). I hope you all like it.

Description: The doctors threw around the term "Stockholm's Syndrome." All Bella knew was that she missed her kidnapper and wasn't sure how to function without him anymore. She needed him and she had to get back to him…somehow. Could she love Edward, the man who had both abducted her and stolen her heart? Could she live without him? Time will tell…

Author's Note: Hello everyone! Sorry about the delay. I am done with college classes for the summer though so I should be doing better with updates. I appreciate all of you sticking with me. I really appreciate it. I made this chapter longer for you and there is a little steaminess ahead for the couple, so I just wanted to let you know. Please review and let me know. Thank you!

Chapter 12 – Waking Up

Previously on The Curse of Destiny…

As he spoke, he moved closer to Bella and she found herself leaning closer to him as well. His words should have horrified her, but they made her feel….made her feel so many things. She felt…loved and wanted. She had never felt that way in her life. She didn't know anything about this man who had abducted her. She only knew that he was being honest with her and real. She knew she should stop and think, but she didn't. The closer he came to her the more the urge to touch him called to her. She reached out a shaky hand and cupped his cheek in it. Edward looked at her in shock and awe before leaning in closer to her and pressing his lips to hers. Bella gave herself over to the kiss. It started out chaste and slow, but the desire coursing through Edward flowed into her veins and the kisses grew in intensity. He swiped his tongue against her lips and she opened her mouth to him giving him access. This was the first time she had ever kissed a boy. Tentatively her tongue touched his and then her nerves died away and she was kissing him back with ferocity. She was tired of thinking. For once in her life, she just wanted to feel. Edward was making her feel. He was making her his. She had never known the powerful emotions that coursed through her body as they continued kissing.

Finally, he pulled away slightly and then placed two quick kisses against her overheated lips. His eyes were bright with emotion and her body tingled, begging for another kiss. "You are incredible, Isabella. Incredible." His voice was hoarse and his breathing was ragged. Bella allowed this compliment to course through her before pressing her lips against his once more. He returned it eagerly and enthusiastically. His arms pulled her close to him gingerly and wrapped around her back. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they continued their exploration of one another. Edward trailed kisses down her collarbone and Bella couldn't help the moan that escaped her. Edward growled against her throat leading Bella to believe that he liked her moan. She wanted to make him react to her as well. She let her hands roam over his well-defined shirt covered chest while she nibbled at his neck. Edward's moan was deep and sensual, causing desire to shoot through Bella's entire body. She had never experienced these feelings. She knew later she may regret this, but right now she was too caught up in the moment to let anything penetrate her. She felt safe, loved, and wanted and it was a heady feeling she never wanted to lose.

Bella allowed the feelings to overtake her for another minute before she reluctantly pulled away. She looked down unwilling or unable to meet Edward's eyes. Edward felt the intense emotions rolling between them and he wisely stood up to give her a little space.

Bella was torn between feelings of elation and feelings of insecurity and confusion. How in the world could she be kissing the man who kidnapped her? The man she had sworn to never be kind to the day she got here. However, things had changed. She felt…different. She felt more alive than she had felt in…ever. She had never felt this way about any other man. This both excited and terrified her. How could this happen? Edward sensed the emotions raging through her as he backed away even more.

"I am not going to pressure you, Isabella. This will go at your pace."

Bella nodded at him and he turned around and left the room quietly.

The next several weeks passed in much the same fashion. Bella was aware of Edward in every way, but he never initiated a kiss again. He seemed to sense she needed time and she did. She was warring with herself over her impulses. She had never kissed a man before. Was it always like that? Were there always fireworks and fiery emotions shooting through your body? Bella remembered when Alice told her how she had felt kissing her first boyfriend. She had felt awkward and unsure of herself. Bella felt awkward but not for normal reasons. She was falling for her kidnapper and she needed to snap out of it and be strong. She needed to get the hell out of here.

Her foot was mending nicely and now she was able to walk on it gingerly. In time, she would find a way to escape. She just needed to earn Edward's trust and then she could find a way out. Edward came to bring her meals three times a day and he would sit with her and chat while they ate together. Edward was an amazing cook. She wasn't sure when Edward went shopping for food, but she was determined to find out. He still locked her door when he walked in and out. She needed to earn his trust in order to escape.

Did she really want to escape? YES! She answered her own question immediately in her mind. If she did escape, what then? Could she really go back home to her parents knowing what they had planned for her? She decided she would go home and then run away the day before she turned eighteen with money and a plan. Maybe Alice would be willing to help her in some way. She had been working through the plans in her head and was hoping something would solidify in her mind, but so far nothing.

A soft knock at the door startled her out of her musings as Edward walked in carrying the tray. Bella knew she needed to start acting warmer with him and make him think she wanted to be here.

Edward smiled at her radiantly and then began talking. "I made hot tea to go with your bacon and eggs this morning. I also brought wheat toast. I know you like bacon, so I thought…" His voice trailed off and he looked down at the tray. Bella found herself yearning to speak with him, but she swore to herself she was trying to earn his trust.

"Thank you. It looks great." She said seriously.

Edward's eyes darted to hers and Bella felt heat spread throughout her body. Edward sat down and set the tray on her bed. Bella sat up and they shared the food in silence for a while.

Edward finished chewing his last bite before clearing his throat to speak. "I was wondering if you wanted to have a picnic lunch tonight at sunset outside." He said quietly.

Bella was touched by the offer and immediately nodded. "I would really like that."

Edward smiled again and stood up quickly taking the tray with him. "Great. That sounds great. I mean…I will get it all ready. I have a whole menu planned. Thank you for accepting my invitation." He said quickly and she smiled. Sometimes he was so formal.

"You're welcome." She offered and he hurried out of the room. It was only after she left that she realized she hadn't been acting at all.

Bella took a long shower and brushed her hair out. It hung down her back in straight waves and air dried straight. She chose khaki shorts and a light pink tank top that she found in the drawer. She figured it was the best she could do.

Edward knocked on her door a short while later and he entered. He was wearing khaki shorts and a deep green t-shirt that brought out his eyes dramatically. It looked as if he had attempted to tame his unruly hair, but was unsuccessful. He looked amazing she found herself thinking. His eyes drank her in hungrily and Bella felt desire sweep through her as his eyes darkened perceptibly.

"You're perfect." He whispered. She shifted uncomfortable under his gaze and he seemed to snap out of his trance. "Shall we?" He asked reaching for her hand and she accepted it. The warmth radiating from his hand flowed through her entire being. She was wearing flip flops and she noticed Edward was as well.

She followed him through the house and out the door not really paying attention to anything except the warmth shooting through her. She walked with Edward for five minutes until they reached a clearing. Bella gasped at what she saw. Edward had laid down a thick blue blanket on the grass and the blanket was surrounded with candle light. In the center, there was a picnic basket, a bottle of wine, and two glasses. Edward led her forward and together they sat on the soft, warm blanket. The twilight air had grown slightly cool and Bella shivered. Edward noticed immediately and pulled a small blanket from the basket and draped it around her shoulders careful not to touch her bare skin.

"Thank you." She whispered and was rewarded with his breathtaking smile. He began to take things out of the picnic basket. There was a roasted chicken, baked potatoes, and green beans. He handed her a plate filled to the brim and a fork. She immediately began to eat. They ate together in silence for a long time. The chicken was tender and savory. The baked potatoes were buttered to perfection and the sweet green beans tasted delicious as well.

"This is amazing." She said.

Edward smiled again and then poured her a glass of wine. "Have you ever had a drink before?" He asked curiously and Bella couldn't help being flirtatious.

"I thought you knew everything about me?"

Edward laughed. "Humor me." He said and she sighed.

"Alice and I drank a bottle of wine one time at her house. Let's just say I am a lightweight." Edward seemed amused by this. He handed me a glass.

"We'll take it slow." Bella heard the double meaning in his words, but said nothing as her body responded to his low voice. Bella took a long drink. It was fruity and delicious. Edward pulled another container out of the picnic basket. "I hope you saved room for dessert."

Bella watched as he opened the container and saw strawberry shortcake layered in strawberries and whipped cream. Together they ate dessert and Bella had a second glass of wine. The wine was lowering her inhibitions and making her feel brave.

Edward finished eating and sat back. Bella was watching his mouth. He had a small dab of whipped cream in the corner of his mouth. Bella leaned forward and Edward froze. She used her finger and brushed the small dab of whipped cream from his face and then without thinking about it she put her finger into her mouth to clean it off. Edward's breathing became shallow. They were so close that Bella could feel his breath on her face.

She removed her finger from her mouth and felt her body tingle in anticipation. Without thinking she placed her hands on his chest and Edward fell back willingly against the blanket and she fell with him half on top of him. By now the sky was dark and dusted with stars and the candle light made the setting more romantic, but Bella didn't notice any of that. She wanted to kiss Edward and she wasn't going to beat herself up about it. There was fire and heat between them and Bella wanted to experience it.

Edward reached up and brushed her hair back from her face and stared into her eyes. "Bella." Edward whispered before capturing her lips with his own. Bella poured herself into the kiss and desire swelled within her. Edward kissed her deeply and passionately. Finally needing more control he flipped them so he was staring down at her. She looked into his eyes and saw love. She felt herself panic and Edward's smooth voice calmed her.

"Don't think about anything but your feelings right now." Edward commanded softly. He leaned down and kissed her neck softly, nipping at it with his teeth making Bella moan in pleasure. "Think about how my touch makes you feel, Isabella." His fingers ghost down to her stomach and push the tank top up slightly to run his fingers up and down her stomach. Bella feels her desire grow and an uncomfortable ache develops between her legs. Edward feels her reaction to him and continues his ministrations on her stomach while kissing her neck. "I want you, Isabella. I want to bring you pleasure beyond your wildest imagination." Edward returns to kiss her mouth, deep, mind drugging kisses as Bella pants with desire beneath him. Her body doesn't seem her own and these emotions are foreign to her.

Edward pushes her shirt up even more exposing her bra. Bella expected to feel embarrassed or nervous, but all she felt was need…painful need. Edward runs his hands over the cups of her bra and Bella moans as he touches her gently. "Be mine, Isabella. Say you are mine." He whispers possessively in her ear and Bella moans again. Her body is overruling any rational thought. She tries to recall her rational self, but it vanishes when Edward's hand slips between her legs. "Say you are mine, Isabella." The ache intensifies and Bella squirms and pushes up against him in an attempt to find relief. "Say it, Isabella." Bella is lost to the sensations coursing through her body as he touches her through her underwear, as he touches a place no one has ever touched before. He moves his hand against her and she can't deny it anymore. She is his. In this moment, she is his.

"I'm yours." She pants out breathlessly before completely surrendering herself to Edward.

I hope you liked this chapter. What do you think will happen here? What do you think of Bella's actions? Edward's? I would love to hear your thoughts. Please review and let me know what you think.

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