Chapter 3
*Hi Everyone! I just want to say I am Team Edward, I just like to make Edward a little dark and deadly sometimes.
I heard his voice humming my lullaby. Still hardly able to open my eyes, my body felt so weak, like a kitten's. I tried to open my mouth to speak but all that came out was a whimper, a breath.
"That's my girl…", his voice cooed so sweetly above me, "Wake up, beautiful girl. I miss you."
As I felt a tiny bit of my senses coming back I realized my body felt damp and warm. My eyes opened a slit and I saw his face hovering above me, smiling down upon me like an angel's.
"Good girl.", he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand, a little circle of cold doing its part to awaken me a little more.
Then I heard a sloshing sound…water. A sponge squeezing…
I tried to talk again but there was just this weak little gasp sound coming out of me. I hated it. I wanted to yell at him again and say "How DARE you inject me with drugs to keep me here!"
"Yes, I know.", Edward spoke to me as if I were his three year old daughter, "Speech will probably be possible in about an hour. Just relax and let yourself wake up. I was just giving you a nice bath."
I don't know if I actually did it but I felt my eyes widen.
Bath? Is that the water sound ?
"You got very sweaty being down here.", he said softly as he lifted the sponge from a little bowl on the nightstand. He squeezed it slightly and then brought it towards me, and I felt warm water moving over my bare breasts. The smell of lavender filled the air and I realized I was naked.
I was horrified but paralyzed at the same time. All I could do was gasp and breathe heavier to show my discomfort. My nude body was not for Edward to see now ! He just killed Jake ! I belonged to him, not Edward ! And he knew damn well what he was doing, too, making me realize that I am his in every way and that he can do whatever he likes to me.
"Shhhh, my love, don't be afraid.", he put his fingers on my lips, kissing them very very gently, almost not touching them at all, "I would never do anything sexual to you without your consent. You know that. But you really needed a bath. You smelled like dog."
With that last sentence his eyes hardened as they stared into mine. He always called Jake a dog because he was a teenage boy that wanted me at first. Edward considered himself a gentleman, something better than a human boy just after some tail, as he put it.
I felt tears in my eyes as my body just hung there, not responding while I told it to struggle.
Edward's eyes moved over my body as he continued stroking his sponge over it.
"Your body is beautiful, though, I must say.", he observed, "In just a couple of years so many curves…"
He moved his fingers over my right breast and cupped it in his hand as I gasped again, a tear falling from my eye and moving straight into my hair.
I closed my eyes and prayed for it to end, for him to stop touching me. I saw Jacob and that made things even worse.
"So warm…", he smiled tenderly down at me, like I was consenting to this and enjoying it.
He leaned in and kissed my lips very softly, like he used to when we first began kissing, when he was afraid to break me. My lips couldn't do anything at the moment but I could still make my little kitten sounds. It was all I had to protest.
After a minute, he stopped and looked into my eyes…he was so close.
"Please Bella?", he whispered, hurt in his golden eyes, "Just remember…please?"
And he was kissing me again. I was trembling against him and panting for air. He almost kept forgetting I needed to breathe. His hands were in my hair, touching my face…he wants me to remember our love, as if I could forget. The painful part is, I do remember. He doesn't always. I can't say it's all his fault. I know when I chose Jake I drove him slowly into what he is today…a sad monster that wants his girl back.
I could feel his marble chest press into my naked one. He was wearing a white t shirt and jeans, very casual today. Or is he trying to use Jake's look thinking that's all I need to win me back over to his team?
Edward's lips were moving down to my neck now and he said, "I can remember a time when you were the one jumping ME and I was trying to fend you off. Do you remember that, Bella?"
I clenched my eyes shut so tight it felt like something strained inside. With all the energy I could muster, I made another sound, but this was not a weak sound. It was a gasp but it had edge to it…it was hard. Edward got the message because he pulled away when he heard it.
Then he started the crazy talk again. This he does all the time when he doesn't get his way and it still terrifies me.
He started pacing back and forth alongside my bed and was arguing with…himself. It was like good Edward vs. bad Edward. Bad Edward usually won out in these little battles. He was stronger.
"What the fuck are you doing?", he shouted as he paced, "You stripped her clothes off !"
"Fuck YOU !", Bad Edward spat back, "She was filthy! And if I want to, I'll do whatever I like to the BITCH! She's mine and she'll do what she's told or she DIES !"
"She WANTS to die, thanks to YOU!", Good Edward shouted back, snarling, "I should just let her next time she tries it ! It would be more merciful than THIS !"
"You faggot!", Bad Edward replied, "You and all your useless lovey dovey SHIT ! She hates you, she never wanted YOU ! She's a little SLUT and she wanted to give herself to that horny dog Black!"
"Shut up !", Good Edward looked like a knife was stabbed into his chest.
"You saw her getting naked for that TRASH!", Bad Edward provoked.
"Shut UP !"
"Go cry somewhere else, you little bitch!", Bad Edward demanded, "You sicken me and you sicken Bella even more! Stay out !"
And with that, my sweet Edward was gone.
Now I was left here alone and naked with bad Edward.
"Well, well, well…", Edward approached the bed, standing over me like a mountain, "What do we have here?"
Now I was shaking full force. I couldn't move that well at all and I knew all about bad Edward. I was in big trouble.
"You said some very nasty things to me a few days ago.", he informed.
A few days ago? God, how long was I asleep ?
"And now you can't say anything at all…perfect.", he smiled as he sat beside me, looking at my breasts again.
He took his pointer finger and slowly moved it around my left nipple, a whimper was my only way of fighting back.
"You're soooo vulnerable right now, being all naked and tied up this way…", he began to mentally toy with me, as he liked to.
"I could do…just about anything to you right now…", he continued, pinching the nipple in between his finger and thumb, just enough to sting a little bit.
"Don't worry I'm not going to rape you or anything…", he shared, "When we make love, it will be making love. And you will ask me to make love to you."
I relaxed for half a second.
"I just wanted you to see what it is to be vulnerable and naked, like I made myself to YOU." He said, "I was strong once. I can knock trees out of my way. And then you put your little curse on me and had me on my knees at your feet like a little lapdog. I exposed myself completely because you forced me to…and then right when I was in the palm of your hand…you crushed me. You threw me away and tried to give yourself to that DOG !"
I hated hearing this, I wished I could cover my ears but this is the hurt inside Edward speaking now. This is what he believes I did to him. This is part of his sickness.
"Now for your punishment.", Edward got to business suddenly, trying to forget that night I was going to give my virginity to Jacob. I wish I could forget it. I was nearly undressed and then Edward swooped in and kidnapped me. That was the first time I saw that something was terribly wrong with Edward. Up until then I knew he was sad, but he had never done anything angry or violent against me or anyone else for that matter.
I was waiting for this. Usually, my punishment meant someone else I cared for was hurt somehow. Now I had no one left.
"A little boy is missing in the neighborhood.", Edward said casually, looking down and off to the right, "It's so sad…he's only four. The parents are devastated, they've been on the news and everything."
I heard myself fighting for air again. No…Edward would never hurt a little child…I don't believe it. I know he's sick but…not that sick.
"He's been gone about three days now…", Edward said, "There may be a chance for him to be saved if he's found in time. He must be very hungry and thirsty by now…wherever he is."
Then he looked deadly and stared into my eyes.
"Do you wish to save him, Bella?"
I tried desperately to nod my head.
"Oh, wait, you don't like children, you said.", Edward reminded, "And you certainly never wanted any of MINE!"
I was able to let out a little scream as he clutched at my stomach.
"You were going to have HIS little PUPS weren't you, Bella ?", he taunted, "Was I supposed to just stand by and watch you, the dog, and your twelve snot nosed kids walk to church every Sunday? Was that the plan ?"
Tears were in my eyes again and he noticed them this time.
"Awww, poor little Bella…", he played with my tear with his finger, moving it down my cheek, "Did I hurt your feelings again ?"
He yanked a sheet up over my body and let it lay there over me. Standing up, he looked at me with disgust.
"I'll be back when you're able to talk again.", he informed, "And the tone better be sugary sweet. If you please me, maybe the boy will be found alive. Don't ever think you have ME at a disadvantage, Miss Swan. The world is filled with innocent people. I can hurt them all. You're never going to be without me, so give up this suicide idea. Just know this, if you ever DO succeed in killing yourself, hundreds of little children will pay the price."
"And for your insubordinate remarks to me over the phone…", he scowled at me, "I think thirty strokes with the single tail should do it. I'll be back in one hour."
