JamPOV
Dammit, I was hungry. I was tired of this so called "vegetarian" diet the Denali family lived by. What vampire in their right mind would chose to drink filthy, dirty, animal blood over the sweet, sensuous, delicious scent of pure human blood? That was why I made my decision – I had decided to run, to end ties with the new clan I had taken upon meeting and give in to my vampire nature. Now, out here in the voluptuous woods, I was looking for what vampires naturally thirst for- human blood. My throat scratched and burned at the thought, it was excited that I had given in.
Finally! It seemed to scream. It was happy, and dammit, so was I. I was giving in … giving in to my vampire lust, and it felt good. Now, to find my victim; I stopped to think I moment. It had been a while since I'd done the "lure the helpless human" bit. That was when an idea hit me. There was a small town near by. Port Angles, I believed. I'd been near this area before, once, with the Denali clan, when they came to visit the Cullens – another vegetarian family. I snorted. Did they even know what pleasures they were missing out on?
Moving swiftly through the overgrown forest, I came to a halt when I saw the overhead sign read, 'Port Angles Cinema'. I smirked. Humans loved movies, I was sure one of them would satisfy my taste just wonderfully. Standing up straight I ran my fingers through my hair, removing the dirt and debris from the blond ends and made my post at a nearby street light lamp.
A few minutes had passed and I was tapping my toe impatiently against the pavement. I was quickly beginning to become annoyed. Why was this place so deserted? Sure, a few people had walked by, but none that were worth my precious time. Of course their blood smelled good and called to me, but their blood was nothing close to what I was wanting, that was, until I saw her. She was getting out of an old, beaten red truck, when the wind caught her scent and its glorious smell my way. I greedily took a deep breath of it - made my senses tingle with pure blood lust. I smiled. She smelled perfect - sweet and flowery – way beyond tempting. However, I didn't want to make my move just yet, I wanted to stand there and savor my 'coming back to the dark side' moment.
I took time to study her before making my move. She had long, luscious brown hair that framed her petite face that held her capturing doe eyes.
She's so beautiful. I thought to myself, this is going to be such a waste. I glanced over at her once again, she didn't look too happy. She was previously on the phone, and from what I could hear, it was a cancellation.
Perfect. I thought - this was going to be easy. Focusing my full attention back to her, she seemed to be pondering something, shrugging it off and headed off towards her truck, sticking her phone securely in her back pocket. Now, was the perfect time, I told myself. I simply started the hunt by lifting my leaning body off the street lamp and falling into her steps behind her. She seemed to stiffen a little at this – good, this was going to fun.
She was getting nervous now, I could tell. I saw her hand slowly reach for her back pocket; I knew what she was going for, her phone. Alas, I beat her to it.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you…" My musical voice rang out. She listened; to my surprise as she hastily slipped the phone back into her pocket.
"Good girl," my voice sang sweetly, "why don't we go for a walk, beautiful?" She didn't answer, not like I expect her to, anyway. I swiftly yanked her arm into the deepening forest, and swung her back into an old oak tree. I looked at her hungrily, her eyes as big a saucers, and tears running down her reddened cheeks; she was scared.
Her looked amused the monster in me; I decided I was going to have fun with this.
"You know, I don't understand why a beautiful girl like you is out by yourself all alone," I spoke, running my hand down her cheek. She turned away from me in disgust, and I struck her.
"You will look at me!" I boomed out, my newly acquired golden eyes piercing her own brown ones. She stared back at me, in shock. I smirked.
"That's better. Now, let's start again. What is a beautiful girl like you, doing out by yourself, all alone?" I asked once again. She trembled as she spoke of meeting her boyfriend. He must have been the one she was talking to beforehand. My mind assumed. A smile slowly crept across my face as an idea ran across my twisted mind.
"Ah, I see. Why don't we call him and let him know what he's missing out on, shall we?" I grabbed her roughly by the shoulders and turned her around, slamming her precious face into the hard bark of the old oak tree. She cried out in pain, not that I really noticed. I roughly grabbed her cell phone from her pocket, grabbing her ass slightly. I moaned at the contact, it was heaven. It had been a while since I've any type of sexual contact – human or vampire. After indulging myself, I focused at the task at hand and flipped open the phone, thumbing through it quickly.
"Hmm, let's see here ... Mom, Charlie, Angela, Mike...Mike, is he the one who stood you up, beautiful girl?" She didn't answer me; and I slammed her up against the tree even harder, persuading her to speak.
"Answer me!" I shouted in annoyance. She seemed to cry harder as she shook head with a firm no. "Shall we continue, then?" I asked, looking through her phone once again. A few moments had past until I came across his name. "Ah, it must be Jacob then. Well, why don't we give Jacob a call?" I asked. She let out a sob – this was going to be too easy.
I swiftly dialed the number. I held up the phone to her bloodied face.
"Say goodbye to your beloved Jacob." I whispered to her. She sobbed softly as she answered Jacob's voice.
"J..Ja...ke?" I heard immediate concern in his voice. I smiled – perfect. I ripped the phone from her face, holding it to my own, letting my musical voice, deliver the bad news.
"Bella just wanted to call and say goodbye, Jacob. You know, it's such a waste. She's such a beautiful girl." I quickly shut the phone, not wanting to deal with her beloved Jacob anymore. I was hungry and becoming impatient. Enough of the game playing. I tossed the useless phone aside, turning my attention back to the girl. I was waiting for this moment. I whirled her around to face me. She look terrified. I just ignored the fear her showed as I ran my fingertips down her arm, grabbing a firm hold of her wrist. I debated on whether or not I should be gentle and make a clean cut, or if I should just indulge and dive right in.
To hell with it, I decided. I was going to indulge.
CarsPOV
I kicked the bedside table at Edward's outburst.
How dare he even question me! I'm the one who created him, the one who gave him a second chance! And here he is, telling me what is right and what is wrong. I shook my head in rage as I felt Esme's hand on my shoulder.
"He didn't mean anything by it dear, you know that. He's just bitter about some things..." She trailed off as she looked down at the girl.
"Bitter?! Esme, he basically chastised me for wanting to save her. How is that suppose to make me feel?" I sighed in frustration as I sat on the bed, near the girl. Time seemed to pass, both of us busy in our own thoughts. Esme was the first to break the pending silence.
"Carlisle, it's time. She's near death."
I nodded slowly as my gaze once again turned to the girl. Her face, pale and lifeless was leaned towards me. I wished she would open her eyes so I could ask her. Is this what you wanted? Will you be happy with what you'll become? I looked at her hopefully, but I knew she wouldn't wake. Sighing in defeat, I grabbed her wrist gently, bringing it to my nose, inhaling her sweet scent. As I got ready to give her a second chance, I heard a sharp inhale from behind me. I turned around and saw Esme look almost ghost-like. I looked at her incredulously.
"What is it, my dear Esme?" I asked calmly. Esme shook her head in disbelief.
"Her wrist, Carlisle! Look at her wrist!" She pointed as I swiftly turned back to the girl, looking at her delicate wrist that lay in my hand. I stared in disbelief.
No, no … this wasn't right … this was all wrong! Wrong! I yelled to myself, dropping the girl's wrist, a few steps back, away from the girl.
"Someone's already bitten her," I simply stated dumbly.