The Untouchable Element
Chapter 9: Bleeding is a Luxury
Rated: M(For language, violence, and sexuality)
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight nor am I affiliated with Stephanie Meyer in any way. The ideas behind this story, however, belong to me.
Author's Apology: I would like to sincerely apologize to all the readers who have been awaiting my return with this story. I was a complete dick when I abandoned this story temporarily. I just want to let you know that when I wrote chapter 9 the first time, I did something incredibly stupid that caused me to lose the file along with the rest of my story. I have to admit, I was discouraged and incredibly pissed off, so I gave it a break. After watching the New Moon trailers, I was inspired to re-write this chapter since I have amazing ideas for the sequel and/or a couple of Rosalie/Bella one-shots. Keep in mind, updates will be posted agonizingly slow but rest assured, I will be incredibly detailed with every chapter I post.
Bella's P.O.V.
"Yes, mom. I understand that perfectly well but it is completely unnecessary for you to remind me how important manners are. I'm not fucking eight years old!" I whined impatiently into the phone, pacing around my room like the floor was on fire. I didn't mean to swear at Renee like that but the way she was talking to me made me feel like I was inferior and I loathed feeling like I was in that position. I'm seventeen going on thirty-five; why the hell should I have to be told by my childish mother how to behave in another person's home? Ugh. My anxiety is getting the best of me and unfortunately, I was taking out my frustrations on poor Renee, who was rightfully irritated with my immature responses.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you will not speak to me like that! I just don't want you freaking out since this is the first time you've ever actually dated someone and seriously, I might add. Even though impressing her family is important, just remember that there's a reason you two are together and you don't need approval by anyone else to be with that person." She stated fondly, the tenderness of her voice actually calming me down a bit. She was right. How could anyone possibly contradict such wisdom? Guilt immediately replaced my annoyance with being treated like a child so I hung my head in shame. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so sassy with you. I'm just incredibly nervous, you know? I feel so light headed when I'm around her and she makes me feel like I'm the most important person in the world. It's like…I need to know every single thing about her, even if it's the smallest thing."
"Meeting her family is a big stepping stone and it feels so unreal that it's come to this already…I'm just so happy that she's accepted me into her life." I rambled on, my fantasies of impressing every single Cullen present at dinner tonight currently replaying in my mind. I could literally feel my mother smile into the phone as she sighed happily into the mouth piece. "It sounds like you've already met your soul mate, Bella." Oh, just wait until she finds out that my blood sings to a vampire. I'm sure that'll earn her approval even more. As we continued talking about my relationship with Rosalie Hale and my coming out(which she did not hesitate to accept me), I decided that if I didn't hang up the phone soon, I would have passed up the chance to meet the Cullen family.
Glancing at the time, I had about an hour and a half hour left in the evening before the moment of truth came. I grinned and stretched out lazily across my bed as I contemplated which outfit I should wear if I truly wanted to dazzle them all. It never occurred to me until now that I, Bella Swan, never cared about my outward appearance before. The thing is, I never felt pressured to live up to society's ideal standards of beauty so I went along with what I felt comfortable in. Rosalie told me that I possessed natural beauty anyway and that I could draw positive attention with a garbage bag even. We both laughed at her blunt yet sincere comment and at that moment, my heart skipped a beat at the memory. I could feel myself falling for her, but was it too soon to declare such powerful feelings? There was something indescribable about our relationship and it was overwhelming to me at first. But after thinking about the natural and beautiful chemistry that we had, did it matter to me that the rest of the world saw us moving too fast? No. It didn't. Perhaps the idea of falling in love at first sight wasn't so impossible after all.
When I slowly sat up straight up on the edge of my bed, my head was consumed with the thoughts of Rosalie. She wanted me the same way I wanted her and nothing felt more certain than at that moment I realized that I was falling for a vampire. Sure, there were moments where we both flaunted our flaws to the point we pissed one another off, but at the end of the day, we made each other swoon. From our first meeting to this moment, I never really appreciated how wonderful life could be. From here on out, I am determined to make this relationship work no matter what.
----------------------------------------------------------One Hour Later--------------------------------------------------------------
After I finished curling up the last strand of hair I had left unpunished on my head, I finally felt satisfaction when I looked over my appearance in the mirror. To be honest, never in my life had I ever been so confident in the way I looked. I knew in the back of my mind that everyday wouldn't be a struggle for me to look this good, but on special occasions like tonight, I wanted to feel good about myself. When I gave myself a final once-over, I rummaged through the mirror cabinet and brought out my favorite perfume; Divine Infinity. If there were anything to blame for my irresistible scent, I would have to solely blame this specific thing. Rosalie had an excellent nose, which I envied, and once in awhile I'll try and throw her off when I use different shampoos and conditioners, body wash, and perfume. It never works 'cause you know…she's a vampire.
She really is fond of Divine Infinity, however, since it embraces the sweet, fruity aroma of Mango and Pomegranate combined. I can't tell you how much I enjoy it when she nuzzles her face into my neck, her teeth lightly grazing against my skin as she revels in my presence(her words, not mine). Apparently, my unique scent arouses her and it calls to her, which she cannot resist so she tends to hold me close and sniffs me as if her "property" has been tampered with. I constantly remind her to not do that often since it is a bad habit of hers. When we cuddle, I don't care at all she does that but to do it everyday at certain points of the day, it's exhausting for me. I'm only human, remember? Whenever I'm that close to Rosalie, I always feel faint and I pant as if I'd been running a marathon. I can't explain it well enough but those damn vampire embraces take my breath away. I think they're supposed to since she's the predator and I'm the prey.
My spine tingles excitedly as I think of an interesting sexual role playing game Rosalie and I could play. Wow, Bella. You're about to meet her family and your mind voluntarily throws itself into the gutter. Anyway, Rosalie should be stopping by the house at any minute now to pick me up. Turning around in front of the mirror, I make sure there isn't anything incriminating about the outfit I chose to wear. I chose to wear black skinny jeans with an ordinary black leather belt to match, my favorite black and white high heel suede boots complete with a white v-neck top and an open black cardigan sweater. There was very little cleavage but enough to demonstrate that I too could be sexy. Or at least attempt to be.
A big goofy grin broke out across my face as I whispered to myself, "I'm going to knock them dead." I opened the bathroom door and walked straight across into my bedroom, only to find that someone else was occupying the once empty room. "There's only one problem with that theory, baby. We're already dead." The voice may have sounded bitter and tired, but it definitely belonged to my Rose. I yelped in mild surprise but relief instantly flooded me as my eyes connected with Rosalie's black coal eyes. Something constricted in my chest. Didn't she go hunting earlier in order to feed? "Hey. How did it go this afternoon?" I asked nervously but with honest curiosity. There was something unfamiliar in those eyes and it alarmed me to know how intense and possessive that look seemed. When she took a large step forward, I unconsciously took two steps back. Human instinct, perhaps? Though the light in my room was sort of dim, there was something etched across her face that terrified me. What happened to her?
"Oh my god, Rosalie! What happened to you? I'll go--" I was about to say something else until she interrupted me with a ferocious growl. Now I was trembling with fear as my eyes widened at the sight of a pissed off vampire approaching me. She leaned into my ear, her lips teasingly brushing against my cheek. At this point, my heart was thumping so loudly, I thought it was going to burst out of my chest. All of a sudden, she placed her hands on my hips and gripped them as she lifted me into the air. I wanted to scream in terror but this was Rosalie. What had gotten into her? She pushed me onto the bed and spread my legs so she could slide up to my face from in between. My legs instinctively wrapped themselves around her waist like a spider but I was too scared to have done anything else.
Rose stared at me as if I were a piece of meat, her facial features softening though the bruises around her chin only darkened. "Bella…" She said quietly, her voice quivering with emotion I could not yet comprehend at that moment. I gulped loudly in response. She brought a hand up to my face and the ice cold skin on warm skin contact sent a powerful electrical current through us. Rosalie shivered and her contentment showed as I could feel the deep rumbles of her chest come out as pleasant purring. Out of either sheer stupidity or affection, I brought my hand up to her hair and tucked a loose blond strand behind her ear. She quickly snapped out of her fierce daze and looked at me again with slight possessiveness. "I love you, please know that. You are mine to claim and mark, and your body is a wonderland that only I can explore. Please! Just please say you belong to me and only me!."
Rosalie's vulnerability once again shocked me. Whatever event occurred this afternoon, it must have scared her and she must have felt like this…love was fragile. Like it could be easily broken. I bit my tongue as questions about whatever incident she was involved in threatened to spill out but I quickly changed the subject towards the present one. "Rosalie Hale…I belong to you and only you." I whispered, mustering up all the love I felt for her to be laced into the words I just said to her. Without warning, she pressed her cold yet soft and full lips against my own and we shared a passionate kiss that seemed to be perfect for our special moment. I parted my lips to gasp for air but her tongue took that as an invitation to invade my mouth, which felt extremely good by the way. As our tongues battled for dominance, our kissing became more frequent and deeper. The way she kissed me turned me on, though tonight I should have been preserving myself in order to arrive at her home appropriately.
As if she could read my mind, Rosalie slowly pulled away gently, placing one last kiss with lingering aftereffects that included a foggy mind. My eyes were closed but I could still feel her gaze penetrating through my lids, and her sultry voice broke the silence. "I…I am so sorry Bella for being so irresponsible. It's just that something terrible happened this afternoon and I became angry at the situation. My intention didn't include scaring you…I'm sorry! Please forgive me?" She desperately asked as I placed my hands in hers. "Rose, you can tell me anything. And there is nothing to forgive as long as you promise to tell me what happened today." I assured her, my eyes averting from the darkened bruise on her perfect marble skin. The beautiful blond merely sighed, an action she deemed as useless, and nodded. "I promise to disclose my story to you, Bella, but after we've had dinner with my family. We all want to talk about what happened." She told me and with that, she stood us up from the bed and we proceeded to leave the house in awkward silence. Were all relationships supposed to be this complicated?
----------------------------------------------------The Cullen Residence---------------------------------------------------------
Upon arrival to Rosalie's luxurious home, I felt a sudden anxiety attack overcome me. Rosalie and I waited in her car for just a few moments as she attempted to relax me. To be perfectly honest, I was intimidated by my girlfriend's rich background and I could only think of how unworthy I was to even know someone like her. I wonder how she could put up with my insecure bullshit, honestly. Despite her protests, I act like a spoiled puppy and rely on her for re-assurance that I'm perfectly fine. How pathetic, Bella! It's time for me to grow a pair and actually act confident for once because Rosalie didn't need to deal with this immaturity any longer.
"Okay, Rosalie. I apologize for behaving like such a douche," At this comment, she actually chuckled. "But I think I'm ready to meet your family now." I say to her with very little hesitation in my voice. I can do this. It's not like I'll make a complete ass of myself because fate doesn't hate me that much, now does it? If it did, I properly wouldn't be with Rosalie. I could have probably ended up with Jessica if the Cullens didn't capture my interest. It's incredibly sad how true that is if Rosalie and I never met. The golden-eyed vampire smiled and stepped out of the vehicle and quickly made it over to the passenger side to politely hold the door for me. "Thank you, kind sir." I joked, watching her hold out her hand as if she were expecting a tip. I was about to slap her hand in amusement but she caught my wrist and pulled me into a loving embrace.
"You have no idea how much this means to me, Bella. My family had been wanting to meet you for quite some time since I've been fussing over you for awhile." She told me quietly, her lips pressing against my ear as her finger lazily traced a trail from my jaw line to my lips. When we pulled away, we gazed into each other's eyes like star-crossed lovers and my stomach flipped at such a beautiful sight. Rosalie grabbed my hand and held it tightly but comfortably and led me all the way to her garage. To say her home was gorgeous was simply an understatement. Everything about her house was outstanding and impressively decorated, even the garage. When we walked inside, it looked like the convertible was not their only vehicle to drool over. Aside from the familiar and shiny silver Volvo that belonged to Edward, there was a beautiful Jeep Wrangler parked next to an incredibly sexy yellow Porsche.
"None of these cars are quite as ostentatious as we would have liked, but we do love our cars very much." Rosalie whispered into my ear as we continued walking towards the door beyond the garage. What the hell was she talking about? Is she saying that they could do better than these? My god, what have I gotten myself into? Ignoring her joke, I swallowed the leftover insecurity I had left and confidently strode into the living room as Rosalie continued holding the door open for me. Quietly, I felt myself not enter a family home but instead, I walked into what some people would consider "heaven". Looking all around me, I felt the wealth and success that would surround these vampires for eternity. I didn't really have the time to observe my surroundings as I thought I distinctly heard the sound of bells chiming in the background. To my surprise, it was laughter I heard and it came from the tiny pixie dancer known as Alice Cullen. Jesus, did I just refer her to a tiny pixie dancer?
Alice Cullen was beautiful, there was no doubting that. Ever. What she lacked in height, she made up for in personality as I can already tell. As she approached me, I couldn't help but notice that her eyes changed from a golden hue to coal black the more she "danced" towards me. I'm really not exaggerating, her movements were so graceful, you couldn't mistake her movements for walking, which was a dull description of what I perceived her to be doing. "Isabella Swan, it's so good to finally meet you. I was about to drag you out of that awful car and greet you myself if it weren't for my personal restraint." She practically crooned into my ears as she placed a kiss on either side of my cheeks. She stiffened, I could tell, but she quickly shook herself out of the temporary daze and held my hand. At least she tried to but Rosalie was at my side in an instant.
"Alice…I warned you. Now go gather the rest of the family. I'm sure Bella is aching to meet everybody else, not just you." Rosalie hissed rather rudely, provoking a glare from the seemingly harmless Alice. Her scowl formed into a smile all of a sudden and she looked right back at me. "Oh, we'll play later, Bella-Bear. We have so much catching up to do!" With that, she danced away from us and I could only look at Rosalie with confusion clearly written on my face. "There's something about all of us that you should know Bella, but you'll find that all out tonight after dinner. I promise, baby." She replied, answering my unasked question and kissing me briefly on the lips before we were interrupted by someone's booming voice.
"Well if it isn't the most talked about couple in school and at home!" A big, burly man declared aloud. Emmett McCarty, as he introduced himself as, was tall and incredibly built. His pale ice cold skin could not hide the muscles underneath his immortal skin and it was rather threatening to be around him. His smile, however, persuaded me to feel otherwise and it was suddenly safe to talk directly to him. "Don't believe the rumors, kid. Rose is just a friend I swear!" I joked, Rosalie quietly laughing along with Emmett and I. He grinned mischievously and winked at me. "She's a keeper, honey. Say, how would you like to play some Guitar Hero? If I win, you totally have to make out with Rosalie for five minutes." At this point, my face flushed red and Emmett's eyes widened but before anything else could happen, Rosalie slapped his arm and pushed him as far away as she could but he hardly budged, even with her strength.
"She's not interested in arousing you, Em. Besides, she's not much of a gamer anyway. Or are you, Bella?" Rosalie carefully asked with an eyebrow raised. Emmett and I were staring at each other like competitors ready to kick each other's teeth out. Of course I loved to play video games. Just because I was female didn't mean I couldn't appreciate or understand how game consoles worked. I smirked at the thought and decided to lie, "No, I don't play much but I could definitely learn. What is Guitar Hero anyway?" I asked innocently, my peripheral vision catching sight of Alice descending down the stairs with Carlisle, Jasper, and a woman who must have been Carlisle's wife. Holy shit. Were all vampires this hot? Err- I mean- attractive?
"It's something you really shouldn't get involved with, dear. At least not with Emmett. He takes the game way too seriously." The woman replied with a knowing look in her eye. I hesitated to reply because I was never used to being surrounded by perfection before. Instead of saying 'Yeah, I'm pretty sure I can take him on.' like I planned, I awkwardly blurted out, "Wow, you're gorgeous!" Blood embraced my cheeks again and I stuttered afterwards. The woman tilted her head and smiled kindly, her eyes a devastatingly dark red color. While everyone else in the room laughed, Rosalie cautiously stepped in front of me and acknowledged that we had yet to properly introduce. "Thank you for your kind words, hon, but I believe you radiate beauty yourself. You may call me Esme. It is such an honor to finally meet you, Bella." She told me, my spirits lifting up a bit when she dazzled me with that famous Cullen charm.
After everyone introduced themselves to me, I found out that Jasper was the most reluctant to get to know me better since, as Emmett lovingly said it, was the least controlled vampire in the family. Carlisle was as polite to me when we first met at the hospital and he was just an endearing man. After we all sat in the living room to talk, I noticed that someone was missing tonight. "Where's Edward?" I asked during a very quiet moment in the evening. Alice perked up and spoke, "He's gone to Denali to visit his lover, Tanya. He wanted to bring her here and introduce her to you but she…dislikes humans. I'm sorry, Bella." I wasn't discouraged, however, so I just nodded in understanding. "I admire him, he seems like a gentleman. After that piece he composed for Rosalie and I, I felt a great deal of respect towards him." I said genuinely, fondly recalling my first date with Rose. Scoffing, my girlfriend and Alice stood up all at the same time as if they were expecting something to happen.
"Esme, we better prepare our guest for dinner. She's quite famished if I do say so myself." Alice chirped, her smile growing wider by the second. I stood up from the comfortable leather couch and shook my head politely, "No, that's not necessary. I can wait awhile if you-" I was cut off as my stomach decided to rudely interrupt. It growled with a powerful force, letting everyone around me know that it was angry at me for neglecting it. At this point, I felt my heart drop to the floor, the insides of my chest frozen with embarrassment as I tried to think of an excuse to leave. "Leave your body, Bella. Just leave your body." I whispered with a cracked voice. I thought that out loud and even though it was a whisper, every vampire in the room heard. Goddamn it. So much for fate not hating me.
Emmett's laughter broke the silence and Alice chuckled but politely at least. Carlisle, Esme, and Rosalie only had wide smiles painted on their faces while Jasper struggled not to laugh, but it looked like he was concentrating on something else. Instead of fierce humiliation, I felt waves of calm and happiness take control. "You're so cute when you blush, Bella-Bear. Come, sit between Rosalie and I. We have slaved all day in the kitchen just for you." Alice said, now dragging me out of the living room. "Just so you know, we never cook because there's no need for it. But now that you've joined our family, we can only hope you come over more often so we can cook for you. It's quite fun to be honest." Esme's voice broke in before she disappeared into the other room. Still utterly perplexed by my change of emotions, I sat down next to both Alice and Rosalie comfortably, trying to think of something clever to say. It wasn't until Esme, Carlisle, and Emmett walked out of the kitchen carrying plates of food that I realized I didn't need to say anything; conversation would come later after I ate.
----------------------------------------------------------After Dinner----------------------------------------------------------------
Wow. After going through a three-course meal, I didn't realize how hungry I was until I nearly cleaned off all the food the Cullens offered me. They stared at me curiously as I ate, and I absent-mindedly asked them why they didn't eat food. Of course, Rosalie reminded me that human food tasted like nothing to them so there was no point in trying. Alice and Jasper did attempt to eat a little of what they cooked but decided that playing with their food was a better option. Were they ever missing out. "Bella, you didn't eat your food. No, not at all. You inhaled it." Emmett joked as I playfully tossed him an annoyed look before we burst out laughing together. It was amazing how comfortable I felt with the Cullens. It felt like I mattered to all of them even though there were a lot of barriers to break through.
Rosalie talked as I continued to eat my way through dessert, and I learned a lot about their family and how they all ran into each other. She also included the gifts each of her siblings possessed when they were turned into vampires. I was shocked to say the least and I actually put my fork and spoon down just to listen to the incredible tales she and her family told me. Alice was apparently a gifted visionary, a future-seer if you will. She was born with this ability as a human but she didn't comment much on her human years since she didn't remember them at all. Jasper was a soldier from the south, which explained his rigid posture, and had the ability to manipulate emotions. Hm, no wonder I didn't feel like shit after my "Bella" moment. Carlisle had control over his animalistic nature and it made him a damn good doctor since it was his passion. Esme, regardless of who you were and what you were, loved everybody equally and I respected compassionate people since in the real world, not many were like that unfortunately. Edward, was a mind reader, and everybody scowled at that fact. I wasn't surprised since there was no privacy for you, even in your own head.
Rosalie said, "Bella, for some reason, he cannot read your mind. It's as if you were built with a shield over your mind." I smiled at that, grateful that nobody could invade my mind without permission. I nudged her, eager to learn what kind of ability she had. I could see that her tongue was pressed to her cheek, refusing to open up. She eventually stared at me with these incredibly sad eyes that caused me to wrap my arms around her neck. "I…I'm nothing. In my human life, I was vain and selfish. So when I was turned into this creature, I only brought tenacity into this new life. I have nothing to offer." I begged to differ. She was something special and when the other Cullens were about to contradict her, I firmly placed my hands on her shoulders and said, "Don't say that, Rosalie. You are something special and you do have a lot to offer. You are just too damn stubborn to see that. I…love everything about you. Doesn't that count as something for you?" I love you. Those were the words that wanted to come out but I pussied out. Why, Bella?!
"Alice, honey, what's wrong?" Jasper's concerned voice asked, turning all of attention on her. It was an interesting sight to see Alice the way she was. It was also very terrifying because her golden eyes had been glazed over and she was staring straight into space. Was she having a…vision? "Rosalie, get Bella out of here." Alice stated, her carefree and happy-go-lucky personality completely gone. She looked completely menacing, and her face contorted into that of fury. Carlisle and Esme immediately stood up from where they sat and Emmett followed suit. "I think it's too late, Ali. I can smell them. They're here." Rosalie said through gritted teeth. All of a sudden, the pleasant atmosphere I found myself enjoying quickly transformed into something quite uncomfortable.
"What's going on? Can someone please explain what's happening?" I asked nervously, my fingers clutching at Rosalie's blouse. Then, out of nowhere, I heard something. It came from outside. It was a loud shriek that turned into a miserable yet enraged howl. It got louder and it sounded like it was approaching the Cullen residence at a quick. Oh my god. What the fuck was that? Rosalie immediately embraced me before she picked me up, tightly holding my body against hers. "Bella, I want you to close your eyes. You're not going to like this at all." She warned, anger and fear twisted within her tone. Before I could do what I was told, Rosalie just started running. We barely made it outside when I heard the trees from the forest break and fall down. Something was coming this way and it was destroying the trees as if they were dominoes.
I screamed as I saw something gray and white stalk past us. It was gigantic and it was quick but I couldn't make out what it could be. The Cullens surrounded both Rosalie and I and my heart was pumping. This was wrong. This was not how it should be and their disappointment was evident on their faces as well. Suddenly, I heard growling that did not belong to my Rosalie since it was far more fierce and animalistic. Another large brown creature appeared and it was chasing after us. Fucking A'. Was I truly a magnet for trouble?
There were more of them as the large wolfish creature stopped in its tracks, just a few feet away from us. The russet-colored wolf howled once more when it looked at me and I swore I felt the hair on the back of Rosalie's neck stand up. Wait…these were wolves…was it possible that…lycans actually existed too? Shit. Anything was possible. I was dating a vampire wasn't I?
My thoughts were interrupted when the large grey and white wolf jumped beside the russet wolf who must have been her partner. It glared at the Cullens with intense hatred that could be felt in the air and at this point, I was beginning to hyperventilate. Something bad was going to happen. "You'll break the treaty if you do anything rash, you filthy mutt. We have a human present if you must know. I doubt you'd want to reveal yourselves to her." Rosalie snarled, letting me go and thrusting me into the arms of Alice. The grey wolf only growled in response and glanced my way, its light brown eyes nearly softening when they met mine. "You have no right to look at her that way, Clearwater! You want to finish what we started earlier then so be it. But not in front of Bella!" She screeched, inching towards the stubborn wolf.
Clearwater. That name sounded so familiar. Why was my heart beginning to ache? "Come on, Bella. I'll take you home. This is no longer safe for you." Alice whispered into my ear and I grudgingly agreed. This was too chaotic and dangerous for me to handle. I didn't want Rosalie to get hurt but I couldn't deal with violence either. What was I to do? My internal question was answered when the russet colored wolf strode towards the garage, as if preventing us from going anywhere. My heart was wrenching with pain by now. The way it looked at me seemed familiar too, and it terrified me.
I turned my head and found both Emmett and Rosalie attacking the wolves that invaded their territory. My eyes looked up to the sky and I pleaded with a God I didn't believe in and begged him to take me away. This was way too fucking much. I couldn't believe this was happening. But it was and I was in the middle of a war I didn't even know was coming. The lycanthropes shrieked in pain but continued fighting back against Emmett's powerful fists pounding them. Alice wrapped her slender arms around my waist and whisked me away towards safety. We barely made it to the entrance of the woods when a wolf attacked Alice. Poor Alice! She screamed and released me from her grip as I saw the image of Alice being thrown like a rag doll. Oh my God. "NO! ALICE! PLEASE DON'T HURT HER!" I yelled dramatically as I ran towards her, but the little vampire got up as if nothing traumatic just happened. The black wolf growled at me and attempted to lunge at me when Alice tackled it to the ground. What did it want with me?
"Bella, just run away and get out of here as fast you can. They don't want to harm you, "Alice said as she struggled to keep the wolf in its place, "but they want to take you away from us. They think we're going to have you for dinner!" With those last words, I didn't hesitate to just start booking it. I knew the Cullens didn't want to harm me but the wolves were definitely in the wrong for assuming such a terrible thing. In the background as the wind whipped my face and hair away, I heard a deep yet feminine voice call out, "Bella! Come with me!" My instincts told me to ignore it and so I did as I kept running towards the path that led out of the Cullen's property. That voice. I only heard it once before and it was the night I went to that bookstore. I didn't want to think about it. My ears were ringing as the sounds of painful howls and hissing reached me and my eyes began to water.
Without warning, something flew behind me and it took me to the ground with them. I screamed and begged them to get off but they didn't. I was on my stomach, panting for air, and I tried to get up on all fours but I was pressed into the ground. Two thick, tanned arms grabbed my hair and forcefully turned me around as I grunted in agony. Never in my life had I ever felt so scared. My eyes were shut tight but the voice…I had to see who it belonged to. You've got to be fucking kidding me. Staring directly into my eyes was a girl with short, cropped black hair. She had dark, brown eyes and her brows were furrowed as her muzzle was beginning to diminish. Her muzzle!? I looked towards her muscular legs and found grey and white fur were also starting to disappear. Crap. Leah Clearwater was a fucking werewolf.
It felt like eternity before she started to say something but either I didn't hear correctly or she was serious when she said it, I felt my heart paralyze with fear, anger, and hatred. Her full, thick lips smirked as her eyes gleamed again with what I thought was admiration. No. It was hunger. "Mine. You belong to me." She whispered with lust strongly hinted in the way she spoke. Fuck you. I belong to Rosalie. I squirmed as I tried to push her off me but she was too strong. "She doesn't love you, Bella. Later in time, you'll find that bleeding is a luxury but only because you're human. You don't want to be like them, do you?" She asked, her face leaning towards me. Rapist. Bitch. Cunt. Words that couldn't escape my lips. All of a sudden, I heard Jacob Black's familiar voice, screeching angrily and in pain. "I CAN'T STOP HER! LEAH'S IN THE MIDDLE OF IMPRINTING!" What the fuck?
Before anything else could be said or done, a white pale figure slammed into Leah's naked body and the girl cried out hatefully. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH WHAT ISN'T YOURS, DOG! BELLA'S MINE. IF YOU DON'T LEAVE NOW, I'LL FUCKING MURDER YOU!" Rosalie hollered, her body trembling with what I assumed was hatred and fear. She then looked down at me, and my breath was taken away. Her face was covered with black blood and bruises. My heart was breaking at the sight and I wanted to comfort her, but I was drained. My lover knelt over me and embraced me lovingly and gently, whispering as she sobbed dryly. If she could cry, she would be but I could tell there was sadness affecting her greatly.
Suddenly, eternal darkness surrounded me and the world was fading around me. All I could remember feeling was love for Rosalie and hatred towards Leah Clearwater. My world would no longer be the same, I'm afraid. As I drifted to sleep, I could feel the comforting presence of the Cullens before I completely blacked out.
Author's Note: So there was chapter 9. I am so sorry that it took me this long to re-post it but after reading it over again, it was definitely better written this time around. I'll be working on the next chapter this weekend if I'm not busy. As for my Harry Potter story, that's a complete failure. It turns out I'm too homo to write in a hetero's point of view. Even though other people can do it(and better, I might add), I can't. I guess I'm stuck with Twilight for now. lol