My bed was warm and cozy as my dug myself close to it, snuggling into the sheets. There was a light breeze in my room, the wind blowing in and covering a light coat of coolness to the air. I had never been more comfortable – more at ease and alleviated in my life. I buried myself more into my bed, suddenly taking in the scent of something foreign.

It had a rusty smell to it and it quickly assaulted my senses, causing my stomach to turn hazardously. It was then I felt small, warm droplets fall onto my bare shoulder, a pressure in my bed falling down next to me.

My eyes casted open and I turned to see a pair of red eyes staring down at me, widened and waiting as blood ran down this monsters chin. I felt my mouth open but nothing came out and when my body wouldn't move, Edward came at me with a look in his eyes that told me I would not see the morning light.

-TSIPWR-

I gasped loudly, my body jolting awake as my heart accelerated ten fold. My surroundings were blurry and I could only hear the caws of seagulls around me. It finally began to register that my feet were wet as water every so often would touch my skin.

"Miss…?" The voice was low and fuzzy as I stared up at the darkness above me, sunlight just to the right of me. "Miss, are you okay?"

Hovering above me now was a boy who seemed to be my age. He was big and broad and not to mention shirtless, dripping with a light sheen of sweat that I noticed when my vision became clear. His dark brown eyes reflected my own, showing worry and confusion.

I looked away from him, staring to the side of me as my eyes squinted. I could see the beach and as I leaned up, it was in front of me as well, though we were blocked from the sun.

"Don't rush…" He told me gently, setting his hand lightly onto my back. "Are you okay? Do you know how you got here?"

I didn't say anything, looking to him as I began wiping sand off of me. I shook the sand out of my hair seeing that I was still in my pajamas which consisted of a white tank-top and a pair of black shorts. I felt my cheeks rush with blood, trying to remember how I got here.

It wasn't hard to remember her scream though. I remember I jumped out of my bed without hesitation and ran so far away until my legs couldn't take me any farther.

"I guess I uh… I fell asleep here last night…" I told him, though the sun-kissed tan boy didn't seem to believe me. He shrugged his shoulders and looked up to the boardwalk that was above us.

"You're lucky you fell asleep under here. Or you would have a mad sunburn right now." He laughed deeply, grabbing a hold of my hand and helping me up. I brushed the sand off the back of my legs, before turning back to him, trying my hardest to cool down my face from turning red.

"Thank you for seeing if I was okay…" I trailed off awkwardly, not really knowing how to approach this situation. The boy, though, seemed just about awkward as I was as he laughed, rubbing the back of his neck and shrugged.

"For a second I was worried you were dead… That would have just put a really bad dent in my day." He said with a low chuckle, flexing his arm muscles as he moved.

"Well I'm glad I didn't impose on your day too much…" I scoffed under my breath, stepping back.

"Oh, no!" He said, shaking his head and growling at himself in frustration. "I'm sorry… I didn't mean it like that… I was just… I... I was trying to be funny. Obviously it wasn't a good joke." He said and I smirked inwardly, pressing my lips together.

"Well… Thanks again… I have to head home…" I said to him, stepping backwards and away. He seemed confused at first, tilting his head as I could tell he was contemplating on saying something else. I turned around and began to head back, hoping he wouldn't follow me.

"Hey! Wait up!" He called out as cursed under my breath, seeing him move in front of me. "I didn't catch your name…"

"That's because we didn't say our names…." I said.

"Well I'm Jacob…" He said as I walked past him, "You're supposed to tell me your name… At least give me that…" He said, jogging up next to me.

"Bella." I told him.

"Why haven't I seen you around here, Bella?" He asked me. "You new?"

"Sort of." I told him, finally realizing that I was walking senselessly. I had no idea where I was at, or what direction I was heading in.

"You lost?" He smirked impishly. I nodded. "Where you headed?"

"Newton's bait shop?" I said.

"It's in the other direction," He smirked, tilting his head behind us. "About ten miles."

Ten miles?

I sat there in my own thoughts, wondering how I could ever walk so far in the dead of night. I bit on my lip, hoping that I wasn't in trouble. Was Edward mad? Would I be punished for this? Did he think I ran away?

I couldn't face him. Not after that girl. Not after I heard her scream.

I know what happened.

I felt anxiety creeping up.

"Do you want a ride? My car is just up the hill. I'll take you there." I really didn't have much of a choice. It was either walk the ten miles or get their faster. I nodded my head and Jacob took me to his car, where he drove me down to the Newton's Bait Shop.

I was usually against getting into cars with people I didn't know, but I had faced worse things before. The car ride was filled with questions from Jacob like where I lived, who I lived with, when I got here, if I liked it here and so on. I was vague with each answer. Jacob was a nice, but I didn't know how Edward would take it if I became friends with a local.

As we pulled into the bait shop, I inhaled a small breath getting out of the car and knowing I could make it to the house from here.

"Thanks Jake." I told him, waving as I stepped back.

"Can I see you again, Bella?" He asked me and I felt my cheeks redden once again as I bit on my lip. I didn't want to put him in any kind of danger, but he looked at me with hopeful eyes.

"Maybe." I said with a shrug, leaving him with that.

I ran back to the house after Jacob was out of sight, taking the roads instead of the woods and ten minutes later I ended up in the drive way, leaning down with my hands on my knees trying to take in a deep breath to recover from the run.

"Bella!" Maggie shouted, jumping out of the house and towards me. "Where have you been? Do you know how worried we have all been? Paul is in town right now looking for you!"

"I'm sorry… I can't…" I trailed off, my breathing erratic. Maggie took me inside and gave me a glass of water. She pointed out my knees that were all cut up from the sand and rocks on the beach that dug into my skin. She cleaned them up for me and sent me to the shower where I scrubbed myself to get all of the sand off.

I stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me as I walked to the sink, looking into the foggy mirror. I wiped at it vigorously, seeing my reflection come through. But something behind me was moving and I rubbed the mirror even more, to see a pair of red eyes staring right at me.

I shrieked, turning around and pressing my back into the sink as Edward stood against the wall, watching me dangerously.

"You reek of someone I don't know." He said lowly.

"What are you doing in here?" I gasped, making sure my towel was fastened around me tightly.

"Where did you go last night, Isabella?" He asked, bringing himself off the wall and stepping closer to me.

"I… I…" I trailed off, finding the words stuck in my throat.

"You broke one of my rules, do you realize that? Do you know the consequences of not following my orders Isabella?" He hissed, stepping towards me again as he leaned his head in to sniff at my shoulder. "Who were you with?"

"I… I fell asleep on the beach…" My voice was small and weak as I looked up at him, feeling miniscule and pathetic. "This boy… He was just making sure I was okay."

"You were with him for a long time." He observed.

"He drove me to the bait shop… I got lost…" I told him, my voice shaky. He paused for a moment, glancing over me as his body relaxed.

"Why did you leave last night?" He asked, reaching out to grab a strand of my hair, pushing it back gently, tenderly. It was a far cry from how he was acting just moments ago.

"I was scared." I whispered.

"Of me?" He asked and I nodded. "Of what I did?" I nodded again.

"Is… Is she okay?" I murmured, already knowing the answer before Edward even looked into my eyes. I felt my breathing tremble, my eyes cast down but I felt his hand on my chin, lifting it up.

"She was a hooker, Bella. She resorted to drugs and alcohol; there was no hope for her." He told me, his cool fingers touching my cheeks.

"That does not make it okay." I whispered. "And it does not make it okay for you to leave for weeks only to come back to kill a woman in your own bed! With humans in the same house! How do Paul and Sam and Peter even deal with it?"

"They are used to it. You will get used to it too." He says.

"No. I will not." My voice was hard through my teeth.

"Last time I checked, Isabella, you are the donor. I am your master. Whatever I do, you may not question it." He told me with a pointed look, but I couldn't let this go down without a fight.

"I'd rather die than listen to that again." I said to him, hitting his chest.

"Do not say things you truly do not believe." He told me with a thick underlying tone, his red eyes sparkling with a hint of dread behind it.

"You cannot kill on your own accord. It's against what Aro says. That's why your kind has donors, right? So you don't have to kill innocent people?" I said, trying to hit him back with the things that I did know.

"That woman was far from innocent. And Aro and I have our own deal." He says. "Stop treading in black waters, Bella. You will only drown."

"Why don't you just kill me?" I ask. "Just tear my heart out and kill me. I'd rather be dead than be here." For a moment, Edward was taken aback – looking genuinely hurt. But his eyes flashed with anger as he grabbed onto my wrist, holding it tightly in his palm.

"Once again, you're saying things you do not truly mean. What if I were to kill you? Then what? That would not accomplish a thing except put yet another human on my plate. You ask all these questions, Isabella, but really don't you think that you already know the answer to them?" He whispers, his face so close that the tips of our noses touching.

"What do you mean?" I whisper.

"Think." He tells me, gently letting go of my wrist to bring me close to him. "Remember…"

I took in his scent… Honey and musky. I felt as if I were drowning in it, coming closer and closer to the edge. I felt my towel loosen by its own accord and I had let go, feeling it fall from me and around my feet. Edward let out a low growl, his eyes casting down and at my bare body, then glancing up at me with darkened eyes.

"Black waters, Isabella…" He whispered as I felt his fingers skim the side of my breast, my arms chilling with goosebumps. "I cannot control myself around you."

"Then let go…" It was as if my body was now in control of my mind, as if when we were like this something clicked on and I was instantly drawn to him like a moth to a flame. Edward growled louder, his palm coming in contact with the wall beside me creating a large hole.

"I can't…" His teeth grinded as he took in my scent once again. "Put your towel back on, Bella." He stepped away and the switch had turned off. My cheeks reddened quickly and I leaned down to put my towel around my body, watching as Edward studied me carefully. "You are prone to danger, aren't you? Do you realize what would have happened if I let myself cave in?" He asked, causing me to shake my head. "You would be dead right now."

A chill ran up my spine as I felt a slap of rejection hit me in the face. He realized this, stepping closer as the switch turned on again just in his close presence.

"You are too tempting for me, Bella. If I did anything to hurt you…" He trailed off, closing his eyes as if he was stopping himself from saying something. "Get dressed. I need to go… Cool off."

Edward left me standing in the corner, the bathroom now crackling with a new kind of energy around me. I felt it in my very core, my breath shallow and low as I bit onto my lip. Everything about him excited me, even if he went against everything I believed in. I wanted to be consumed by him and the feeling of that scared me. He scared me.

But I knew I would not be able to resist it.