I can't believe how long this has taken me!! I'm so so so so so sorry, and hope I haven't

lost any readers. Massive cliff hanger as well, I know. But my gosh, school has been like

hell lately and usually I like it a lot! I'll try to get the next chapter written asap, but I can't

make any promises. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy! Sorry again.

"I called Edward, you freak." Venom laced my voice, and I spat with loathing. "He's

coming, and when he finds you…" I shook my head a grin twitching my lips, mocking . I

stalked up close to him, my lips close to his ear. I could feel him tremble, as I marveled at

the strength Edward had given me.

"You're fucking dead."

I breathed into his ear for one, infinite second before whirling around, my hair whipping

cruelly at his cheeks, turning them a mottled red.

"To think!" I barked. My voice staccato. " You had the nerve." My arms darted around,

flinging things into my bad. "You'll pay for this, I swear you will." He still hadn't moved. I

laughed scornfully.

"Little scared now? See how you like it." I cocked my ear. "Listen." A screeching of tires.

Thudding feet, so fast they resounded like the thrum of a hummingbird. Before Wovers

could blink, Edward was standing beside him, in all his glory. His lips were pulled back in a

vicious snarl, a harsh growl rippling from his throat. The tendons on his arms were taught

as guitar strings, tightened to breaking point and his nostrils flared like a crazed animal.

But he was in perfect control.

"Good evening," was all he had to whisper before Wovers crumpled.

"Please!!" he cried, horrified, "Oh please, I swear I didn't do it!! It was an accident I

swear!" Edward glanced up at me – one look at the expression on my face gave the

truth – and then back down at the pitiful human being in front of him.

"You do not deserve," he spat, "The life of a vampire." And I knew what that meant to

him. Vampirism equaled the extermination of the soul to Edward, I had grasped that by

now. But Wovers was worse than that – lowest of the lowly.

"So that's why," Edward continued sweetly, "I will just kill you now." And with that last

ultimatum, he grasped the weedy butler by the neck and throttled until his life was gone.

He threw the corpse away with disgust, wringing his hands out, as if tainted.

"Oh Bella." He reached out to me. "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault, I should have been

here sooner… I knew something was wrong!! Ugh, oh sweet Bella please – " I cut him off,

placing my lips on his. My mind had casually numbed the brutal murder I had just seen,

instead concentrating all my thoughts onto the distraught and yet beautiful man in front

of me. His eyes burned with tragedy and regret, and his hands were taught with anger

and frustration.

"It's ok now," I murmured half to myself, my lips inches from his cheek. My hands were

stroking his wind swept hair, soothing the both of us equally and his head leant lightly

against my breast, as he calmed himself, listening to my heart beat. "I'm ok. It's ok."