Disclaimer: Yes once again I get the honor of stating the obvious: I am not Steph Meyer and thus do not own any of these fantabulous creations...with the exception of Alyria!

A/N: Here's the post as promised. I hope you forgive me after you read it. Thanks to all my reviewers and readers. You guys rock! –hugs- And darkalyria for so kindly letting me use part of her screen name. Enjoy.

Chapter Eight What have You Done?

The smell was more than intoxicating. I couldn't think, see, or hear anything that wasn't associated with that mouth-watering smell. Every muscle in my body was tightened in anticipation as I listened to his steady footfalls on the pavement nearing me, nearing death. For there was no doubt in my mind that this man would not live to see the morning.

I withdrew a few steps further into the alley keeping to the shadows and unleashed my new power of seduction. It flowed out of me like fire and I focused all those flames on my victim. I felt the precise moment when my desire speared him and took him over.

His steps quickened as he rounded the alley and our eyes met.

The shock was almost enough to bring me to my senses, but the hunger overrode all my good intentions. Tyler stood mesmerized before me in a navy button down shirt and jeans smelling of vanilla and musk and begging to be tasted

I moved slowly forward, my eyes locked on his and a predatory smile decorating my face. "I'd hoped you would come tonight. You missed quite a show earlier, but we'll more than make up for it now."

"Be-Bella?" He stammered as his feet carried him forward of their own volition, bringing him within arms reach and serving him up on a silver platter.

I pouted playfully as I took the last few steps to close the gap between us. "Did you forget me already, Tyler?"

His eyes widened as I ran my nails up and down his torso, inhaling the delectable aroma surrounding him. "No! You…just seem…different…" his voice faltered as I brought my lips near his, simply hovering a breath apart. The venom began to overflow in my mouth as I pressed my lips against his ever so carefully. His arms, which had been hanging uncertainly at his side wrapped around me, tightly welding me to him as he kissed me back. I sensually nibbled my way down his jaw to his neck where the pulse beat against his flesh so enticingly and the scent seemed more potent.

Thinking was not an option anymore. I was in my predator mode, my instincts guiding me. There was no right and wrong, just eat or be eaten. My tongue flicked out once, twice over his plus before I scraped my teeth gently against his throat and he groaned as he pressed our bodies closer. I could feel the hard length of him pressed against my abdomen, but I wasn't interested in sex. I wanted the coveted liquid pumping through his body. The sound of it beckoned to me.

Some part of myself had come roaring back screaming at me to stop. I clutched to him, but clamped my mouth shut and tried to even out my ragged breath as Tyler's lips trailed all over my body.

I wasn't supposed to drink human blood. This was Tyler from school and with one bite, he'd be dead. Dead before he was twenty.

Where was Edward? I couldn't remember the last time I'd seen him. Alyria still burned through my mind and to a lesser extent Demetri's tied up form was linked to that memory, but not my Edward. The one who'd promised not to let me do what I was almost certainly going to do.

Tyler's hand groped my ass bringing me back to the moment and without another thought my teeth sliced through his oh-so-fragile neck and his blood pumped frantically into my mouth tasting sweeter than anything I'd ever experienced.

He was still immersed in my mental foreplay, still pulling me tighter against him, rubbing the length of him against me as his life giving essence flowed quickly out of him and into me.

"Bella! What have you done?" Demetri gasped as his strong hand jerked me free of Tyler and flung me to the opposite end of the alley. I hit the wall hard and slumped against it as Demetri stared in horror between the writhing man in his grasp and my limp bloody form across the alley.

With the interruption of my powers Tyler became instantly aware of the fire raging through his neck that was slowly seeping through the rest of his body as he crashed to the cold ground. Demetri's hand slid over his mouth muffling his screams.

I stood there appalled, yet unable to do anything. I was battling the urge to tear Demetri away from my food and finish what I'd begun. "Bella! Please, you must snap out of it. What do you want me to do? Finish him or take him somewhere while the transformation is completed."

I opened the link between me and Edward and shouted as loud as I'd ever screamed before for him to help us. I slid down the hard stones of the wall into a crumpled heap never taking my agonized eyes away from Tyler's pain-filled ones.

"Oh my god!" Edward whispered as he came around the corner. He flung Demetri aside like a rag doll and pulled his silver phone out of his pocket to call Carlisle. I somehow managed to miss that whole conversation because he'd just as quickly flipped it closed and wrenched Tyler's neck. The crack was deafening and the silence that it brought even more so.

Edward turned his furious gaze to Demetri. "You have more control than this!" He seethed. "I went to school with this boy." He turned abruptly away leaning his head against the wall trying to collect his thoughts. "Take the body and destroy the remains then go back to the house. Carlisle is waiting for you."

Demetri met my gaze and shook his head imperceptibly as he scooped up Tyler's limp form. I opened my mind to him. What are you doing?

Edward thinks I bit him. Better for him to believe that, than to know the truth. Wipe the blood off your mouth. The rest can be explained. Just tell him that it got on you as you tried to save him

No! Demetri, I will not let you take the blame for this. What if they ask you to leave? They would forgive me. I am but a newborn, after all.

Please. Let me do this for you. You could not bear to have him look at you the way he is looking at me right now.

"Demetri, go! We need to get rid of his body now," he bit out between clenched teeth.

Demetri nodded once and ran back towards the woods as I wiped the blood off of my mouth and chin.

Edward remained with his forehead pressed against the opposite wall trying to get his emotions under control. Minutes flew by with neither of us acknowledging each other or saying anything. The night was full of the sounds of humans enjoying their night, cars passing by, but we remained utterly silent.

Finally, Edward crossed the last few feet in a fraction of a second and embraced me. "I'm so sorry you had to see that, Bella." He rained kisses all over my face. "This just proves that Demetri does not belong with us."

"Please, Edward. Don't say that," I begged as I turned my face up to his searching his gaze for an ounce of forgiveness and finding none.

"How can you defend him even now, Bella? He just killed one of our classmates." He gave me a gentle shake.

"Things are not always what they seem," I muttered disentangling myself from him and turning back to the street.

"What does that mean?"

"Nothing," I croaked as I wrapped my arms around myself. "Just take me home, okay. I want to be with Demetri when Carlisle discusses this."

A/N: Well…let me have it. Did I do the wrong thing? This was certainly not in the original plan, but it seemed to keep coming up, so I figured it wanted to be written. Give me some feedback, please. Demetri was able to intervene because his guilt about disappointing Bella won out and he left Alyria very much unsatisfied.

Sabrina