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I had truly forgotten that I was thirsty. I had to admit I was a little embarrassed that someone, let alone Edward, had to remind me to feed. We ran through the forest holding hands and it just felt so good, so right. I couldn't help but smile the whole time. I could imagine us doing that forever, I wanted us to do that forever.

I reigned myself in though. Edward was my friend. I could hold his hand, I could run with him, and I could hunt with him as long as we kept it in friendly parameters. It wasn't long before we caught the scent of a few deer coming from the east. My forgotten thirst was suddenly blazing like hell fire in my throat. I didn't worry about crouching or catching the deer by surprise. I just chased and tackled it. I cracked the neck and sank my teeth into it's neck. I groaned as the blood gushed down my burning throat, dousing the flames.

I looked over just in time to see Edward's lithe body take down my deer's companion. His teeth pierced right through the jugular and his full lips closed over the wound to prevent any liquid from spilling. His head was tilted back exposing his own neck and I could see his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed. My own prey fell from my hands still full of blood and forgotten in light of the more stimulating view in front of me. I couldn't explain why watching Edward feed was so entrancing, so sexy. It just was.

He must have felt me staring or something because he opened his eyes and they instantly locked with mine. I found myself on all fours crawling over to him. I wanted a close up.

He watched me intently as I made my way to him. I reached him at the exact moment he had taken the last drop. He discarded the carcass and I crawled right into his lap. His strong hands grasped my waist and they slid down my hips and thighs which he pulled on either side of his body so that I was straddling him.

I clutched the collar of his shirt, rose up on my knees, and looked down at his face. His newly golden eyes held my gaze as they mirrored my own lust. His lips were stained with blood and the scent of it washed over me combined with the sweetness of his breath. My hands slid up his neck until I was fisting his hair. Edward's hands caressed the length of the back of my thighs, going all the way up my dress. His thumbs skimming the crease where thighs met my bottom.

"Edward," I whined dropping my forehead down against his. "I have to control myself."

"Not with me, you don't," he replied. "Never with me."

"We have to be friends. We have to try."

"We have to talk to Tanya."

The mention of her name gave me the strength I needed. I removed myself from him and he fell back on the ground groaning in frustration. I turned my back to him so that I could clear my head. His face, his hands, his body were too much of a distraction for me.

At what point had I lost my resolve? At what point had Edward become the distraction from my distractions? Had I even ever really distracted myself from him at all, or had I just tricked myself into believing that I had? I took a deep breath and squared my shoulders.

"We're better off as friends, Edward," I said. "Even if we talk to Tanya, you and your family will still leave in a week and a half. We'll be hundreds of miles apart. Why start something that we'll have to throw away in 10 days?"

The thought of Edward leaving nearly made me upchuck the little bit of blood I'd just consumed. I recalled the day when Jasper had said that the thought of being away from Alice made him sick. He was right and that pissed me off for some reason.

"Bella…," Edward began but I cut him off. I wasn't going to keep arguing about this.

"Friends."

"…Okay."

I nodded my head and ran back home. I didn't know when everyone would come back but I needed to get myself together before they did. I showered and changed my clothes before nestling in the library with a book. It lay open in my lap but I didn't read one word. I didn't even know which book it was. I just sat there staring at the page trying to figure out what the hell I wanted to do.

Every time I imagined the conversation with Tanya about Edward and I, it made me cringe. I kept picturing her face crumbling in different expressions of dismay, disappointment, hurt, anger, jealousy, and the worst of them all betrayal. But then when I thought of Edward it seemed like my still heart would beat again in anticipation of seeing his face again, of hearing his voice, and being wrapped in his arms.

I would have sat there all day trying to find the right solution to my problem but Emmett had other plans. He burst into the library, nearly taking the door off the hinges with a big mischievous grin on his face.

"You. Me. Outside. Now," he said.

"What?" I replied dumbly.

"Jasper seems to have lost his mind. He thinks you can kick my ass," Emmett laughed and a grin of my own spread across my face.

Revenge.

Finally.

"Let's go," I said before taking off with Emmett, running through the house to the backyard like silly twelve year old boys.

Jasper was outside waiting for us with Alice at his side. I managed to keep myself from rolling my eyes at her.

"Are you sure you want to embarrass yourself like this, Emmett?" I asked as we stood across from each other in the open grassy area of my backyard.

"Bella please. If anyone is going to be embarrassed later it will be you and I have no problem with getting you there," Emmett replied.

I smirked and glanced at Jasper who winked at me, "The only rule is no biting," Jasper told us.

Emmett and I nodded our agreement and simultaneously tackled each other. The resounding crash of our bodies nearly shattered the windows of the house. Emmett was a big son of a bitch and the force of his body sent me flying back down to the ground with him landing on top of me. It literally knocked the wind of me, good thing I didn't actually need to breathe. I used all my newborn strength to push him off me before he could get more of an upper hand.

I quickly learned not to let Emmett land a hit on me. His fist was the size of my face and held all the power of a wrecking ball. Luckily I was faster than him and Jasper's first lesson of dodging was proving to be damn useful. The fight took all of five minutes. I had him face first on the ground with my foot in between his shoulder blades and his arm twisted back.

"Who's your daddy, Emmett," I sang.

He growled ferociously in anger so I pulled his arm back more and this time he growled in pain.

"Call me Daddy, Emmett."

"Never."

"You must not want this arm anymore then," I replied pulling it more.

"Daddy!"

"No, say Bella's my Daddy," I giggled causing him to growl again.

"Bella's my Daddy," he seethed and I released him squealing in glee as my family, who I had not realized had come out to watch, began to clap. I shot over to Jasper to give him a hug. He after all, did teach me everything I knew. I went to throw my arms around him but he stopped me by placing his hands on my shoulders and extended his hand to me. I knit my brows in confusion as Alice snorted a laugh beside him.

I shouldn't have been surprised but I was. Alice was his wife and it was his job to make her happy and not me. The rejection still stung though and I was too shocked by it to not let it show on my face.

"That was the most disturbing yet hilarious thing I have ever seen," Kate breathed from somewhere behind me. I turned my back on Jasper's hand to face my sister. "Disturbing because it was like watching a bear attack a bunny. Hilarious because the bunny won!"

I laughed but suddenly Emmett was towering over me with his arms crossed.

"How the hell did you learn to fight like that?" he demanded.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Guess I was born with two gifts," I smirked. It was childish and I know it but I didn't want to give Jasper the credit.

"There will be a rematch," he said.

"Whatever you say. It'll be fun to have a real life punching bag," I said.

He glared at me before stalking off back into the house with Rosalie following behind him. She looked at me over her shoulder, winked, and mouthed "You go girl!"

I giggled and moved to make my way into the house as well but Edward's voice stopped me.

"Anybody can beat Emmett," he said. "Let's see if you can beat me."

I turned around slowly to face him. He was leaning against the back of the house with a smug smirk on his beautiful face. I wasn't necessarily scared to fight Edward, but it just seemed like a bad thing to do. I didn't want to hit him. I couldn't use that as my excuse not to fight him though, not in front of everyone.

"Kick his ass Bella!" Tanya exclaimed jumping up and down and clapping her hands like a crazy cheerleader. I had the feeling she really wanted me to hurt him, too. There was an evil glint in her eyes and I didn't miss the glare Edward shot her way either, probably in response to something she had thought.

"Let's do it," I shrugged displaying a nonchalance I didn't really feel.

Edward came to stand in front of me and I sighed, preparing myself for battle. He beckoned me forward with his hand offering me the first move. Don't think I didn't take it, because I did. I fought with open hands not actually wanting to punch him like I had Emmett. Well I tried to fight with open hands. Edward was like some kind of master of deflection. Every time I threw a hit his way he caught it and pushed it way.

I was growing increasingly more frustrated and more distracted. Every time our skin touched I felt the spark that was ever-present between us. It was hard keeping your head in a fight when you were receiving pleasure instead of pain. I didn't know how long I could keep this up without moaning or getting aroused. So I begrudgingly pulled out another trick of Jasper's. I started aiming my attacks at Edward's back.

We were closely matched in speed so it was hard staying behind him but I managed. If I was going to win this fight I was going to have to stop worrying about hurting him. I hated the idea of it but I closed my eyes and kicked him in the back of his knee hard enough to make him fall.

What possessed me to actually close my eyes in the middle of a fight, I have no idea but that's how Edward won. I didn't see when he reached behind him mid-fall and grabbed my neck. He flipped my body over his head and down on the ground in front of him. He moved with the speed of light to straddle my thighs rendering my legs immobile as he penned my arms to the ground on either side of my head.

It wasn't a healthy position for us to be in. So many naughty and wicked images assaulted my brain. I knew that Edward was thinking the same by the look on his face. He smirked and leaned down close to my ear.

"Call me Daddy, Bella," he whispered huskily.

Why?

Why was that the sexiest thing I'd ever heard in either of my lives!

"Okay you won! Congratulations! Now get off her you perv!" Tanya yelled pushing Edward off me herself. She pulled me off the ground and protectively into her side as if I was her child and had been seconds away from being molested. Her arms were around me so tight it was almost painful.

"Tanya, you're hurting me," I whispered and she immediately let me go.

"Oh I'm sorry, Bella!" she exclaimed.

I shook my head dismissively and went into the house. Having been laying under Edward feeling all kinds of hot and bothered and then wrenched away from him by Tanya affected me in a very strange way.

The juxtaposition of the action and our real life situation just hit a little too close to home. I couldn't do this with Edward anymore. I had let myself run wild with him. I had avoided him and did a damned good job of it! I could do it again.

I just had to get back to my list of distractions. Jasper was clearly not on it anymore. Hunting was off. I couldn't even remember to do that anymore. Plus on my last two trips Edward had been with me and they both ended with us doing something we shouldn't have. Running and reading was out because the quiet always made my mind wander back to him. I didn't want to go to Emmett. While he was still a good distraction I didn't want to risk my friendship with Rosalie. My last option was humans. Edward had messed that up for me the last time but I refused to let that happen again. Before Edward came, human men had made me feel good and they would do it again.

I went to my room and started rifling through my closet.

"Bella?" Kate called from my doorway. "Are you okay?"

I nodded my head. "Of course!" I exclaimed a little too excitedly. "Assemble the troops, why don't you. We're going out tonight. I feel like dancing!"

Kate sighed and nodded her head. "Whatever you say, my dear," she said.

I took extra time getting myself ready. I wanted to look good tonight. I wore the midnight blue dress that Kate had given me in exchange for my red dress. I wore my hair in tousled curls and black satin peep toe sling backs that added five inches to my height. I wore minimal make-up just giving myself a dark smoky eye and red tinted lip gloss. When I joined the others in the foyer, I felt Edward's eyes on me but I refused to look his way. I was a woman on a mission and I couldn't allow him to crumble my will power as he had so many times before.

"Oh baby! Bella is all gussied up. I just know it's going to be a good night now!" Irina trilled linking arms with me. I laughed hoping that she was right. We strode out together and I led the way to my black two-seater Ferrari preventing anyone, namely Edward, from riding with us.

When we arrived at the club, I began to follow my normal routine. I broke away from my family to find an empty spot at the bar. I picked a seat and opened my mouth to order my usual apple martini but a familiar voice behind me beat me to the punch. I smiled as I recognized his scent. I would never forget him.

"Dominic!" I exclaimed turning around to face him. He was my very first human conquest.

I knew that he came to Alaska a lot to visit his family and he couldn't have chosen a better time to visit this time. I gazed into his face and I picked out all the changes since I'd last seen him. His hair was a little shorter, skin a little darker, and I could tell by the dark circles under his eyes that he hadn't been getting enough sleep. His face was mainly the same but I wasn't attracted to him like I had been before.

"I missed you," he said pulling me off the stool and into his arms. God, he was mouth watering. I took a moment to just listen to his pulse. Wet, hot, and steady.

"I've missed you too," I replied looking up at him. He brought his hands up to push my hair back and cup my face.

"I've come on a bad day," he sighed sadly.

"What do you mean?"

"I like it when I get to see your eyes golden."

I smiled apologetically. "Maybe next time. How long are you staying?"

"Unfortunately I'm leaving tomorrow night," he replied. "So let's not waste time. Let's get out of here. Come back to my place with me?"

My smile faltered slightly. This was not an odd request. Whenever Dominic came to visit we spent most our time at the house he rented here, snuggled up in bed watching movies, reading, talking, or fooling around. Dominic was more than my lover, he was my friend. I knew why I was hesitating, it was also the reason I couldn't turn him down. Edward. If anybody could distract me from him, it was Dominic.

He was such a passionate man and quite possibly the best kisser in the world. He never got upset when I told him we had to slow down in bed because we were going too far. He was sweet and genuinely cared for me as I cared for him.

"Sure," I smiled.

I didn't bother telling my sisters where I was going. Whenever one of us disappeared from a club, we all had an idea of where the missing sister was.

Dominic took my hand and led me to the exit. I felt eyes on me and I couldn't help but look up. When I met Edward's gaze I regretted ever looking his way. The expression on his face broke my heart.

So much disappointment, so much…love.

I squeezed my eyes closed and tried to shake the image from my brain. Of course it didn't work.

"Are you alright, B?" Dominic asked.

I smiled and nodded my head. "Yea, there was just something in my eye. I think it's out now," I told him.

"Let me check," he replied leaning down to look in my eye.

Once he gave the all clear he kissed my forehead and led to me his car. Once we got to his house, I didn't waste one second of time. While he excused himself to the bathroom I took off my dress but left my heels on. I walked into the bedroom and sat down on the edge of the bed facing the bathroom door. I crossed my legs and laid back propping myself up on my elbows. I fixed my sexiest smile on my face as Dominic came into the bedroom.

I heard his heart accelerate as he took in the sight of me, such a delicious sound. He smiled wickedly at me and I giggled as I saw his pants start to bulge in penis region.

"Hey Dominic, ready to try and warm me up again?" I purred.

He always joked about how cold my body was and claimed that one day he would get worked up enough to heat my body. He didn't know that he was attempting the impossible every time.

"You know I am," he replied. He stripped down to his boxers and as he slowly advanced toward me and the bed. My breathing picked up. I was overcome with the feeling that I was about to do something so very wrong. Dominic's hot hand gripped my waist and pushed me up higher on the bed and crawled up with me. He explored my body with his hands and old feelings of extreme pleasure didn't accompany his actions. I whimpered in distress, why didn't it feel good anymore?

His lips found my neck as he laid his body atop mine. His weight felt oddly heavy and it seemed to suffocate me. Dominic slid his hand up my waist to my breast and I didn't like it at all. When he hitched my leg up to his waist and pressed his erection against my center I cringed in disgust.

And then I got angry.

Nothing was ever going to be the same again. Edward had come into my life and ruined everything that I had once loved and enjoyed. Reading, hunting, running, and humans held no interest for me anymore because I couldn't go one second without thinking about him! I was contemplating breaking my sisters heart for a man that had hurt her and led her on. Why did he have to do that? If he had only been honest with her from the beginning we could have been together long ago! I wouldn't be here trying to forget him and failing miserably!

I was mad at Alice for being such a selfish bitch! I didn't want her husband and he didn't want me! If she had just listened to me and let me explain, she would have known that, but no, she had to go and insult and accuse me.

I was mad at Jasper for being a coward. He should have stood up for our friendship. Did he let her dictate every aspect of his life? Of course he did! He was just a sad little vampire that had bowed down and let himself be enslaved by the bond between mates.

Well I wasn't going to follow in his footsteps!

I was mad at Irina for intruding on me and Jasper that day and misconstruing everything. I was mad at Tanya for being stupid and clinging to a man for fifty years! I'd known right away that he didn't love her back! Why hadn't she known after all that time? I was mad at Renee for abandoning me and making my trip to Alaska necessary. I was mad at Phil for wanting to check out the damn cave! I knew it was dangerous. I was mad at the deer for destroying Phil's face. I was mad at the wolves for killing him and almost doing the same to me. I was mad at Tanya for caring about me so much. She barely knew me and she came running to my rescue. If she didn't love me so much, I would be free to love Edward!

As my anger grew into a blind rage. I found that Dominic was finally making me feel good. So good. The blazing heat of his body was all around me, his pulse wild with lust and desire beating strongly through his body and into me. The wet rhythm was so loud in my ears, making it impossible to hear anything else. His scent was thick in the air and beckoning to me, screaming for me to partake, to savor.

Pleasure I'd never thought possible exploded throughout my body, so intense that it threatened to drive me insane. I clutched Dominic to me and rolled us over so that I was on top of him. I moaned embarrassingly loud as the pleasure crashed over my body like tidal waves. I hoped that this feeling would never end but no sooner than the thought had entered my brain the feeling did end. It was gone so quickly and I nearly sobbed at the loss of it.

I opened my eyes and pulled back to see if Dominic had felt what I had.

He hadn't.

What had I done?

I gazed into his lifeless eyes and immediately began to hyperventilate. The bed quaked with the force of my own trembling. I looked at the awful gash in his neck where I had bit him.

Where I had drained him.

Where I had killed him.