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Chapter Seventeen- Mine

EPOV

"It's my fucking choice Aro," I roared, tugging myself violently against the vampire restraints that were holding my arms and my shoulders, keeping me from pouncing or escaping.

The crinkle skinned vampire, just stood there, smirking slightly and giving me a pitying look.

"Edward. Just tell me, for what reason are you giving up your valuable life."

"BELLA. SHE DOESN'T WANT ME. SHE HATES ME." I growled, once again attempting to pull away from the seven vampires restraining me.

At the mention of Bella's name, Aro let his thoughts slip. Bella was coming. Here.

"NO." I snarled.

Aro looked guilty, I knew he was trying to keep as much in his head as possible.

"She can't let you go through with this Edward."

"She. Wants. Me. To. Do. This."

Aro raised his pale eyebrows and his blood red eyes widened.

"Oh, no, no, no! Of course she doesn't Edward."

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ARO. ANYTHING."

He had skillfully trained himself to attempt to block my power. He was getting pretty damn good at it.

"Tell me, Mr Cullen. You let dear Isabella go. I know that, it was our little deal. How did you not want to destroy yourself then?"

I hissed.

"I did. I wanted to end it all. But the fact that she was alive and well was all that kept me alive. Then Alice brings her to me, and I see that she was only barely alive. She wasn't happy. I had caused her that pain. Then I had enough, I told her I still loved her, that I lied to protect her. She hasn't forgiven me. She doesn't want me anymore. I don't blame her. I hurt her too much," I whispered, looking at the marble floor, my dead heart splintering.

"So for this reason you think it would be best to remove yourself from this planet? How foolish you are Edward. To think that we would ever grant you death. What a waste it would be to dispose of you," Aro said gently. Threateningly.

It was my turn to smirk and look directly into those merciless orbs of his.

"I am aware of your laws Aro. If I break any by exposing myself, you'd have no choice but to kill me."

Aro smiled pleasantly. He let his thoughts drift towards me.

"Well. It's a good thing we're not going to give you a chance to do so."

"Take him to the chambers. Keep him there." Aro said dismissively to the members of the guard holding me back. At once they began to drag me out of the room.

"DON'T HURT HER ARO. DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER." I snarled, before I gave up and let the others take me away. I closed my eyes.

God. I know I have no right to ask of this. I know that I've sinned again and again and I'm not worthy to even take your name. But please don't let them hurt her. She is innocent. Make her happy, Lord, something I could never do.

BPOV

"So this is it?" I gulped.

Location: Volturi Branch, New York.

The place was huge. And ancient. With wrought iron gates around it's perimeter. I half expected

"Yup," Emmett said, cheerfully slapping me on the back.

"Don't worry sweetie," Alice said, taking my hand in her leather gloved ones.

As we entered, I was aware it was completely empty.

"Carlisle? Where is he?" I asked frantically, I needed to see him.

"Don't worry Bella. We find the Volturi and we find him. Relax."

How the fuck could I relax? I'm sure Jasper felt my tension and annoyance for the next minute I felt blissfully light and a strange sense of bizarre happiness.

I turned around and shot daggers at him. I kind of ruined the affect by breaking out into cheesy grins.

"Jasper. Keep. Your. Powers. To. Your. Self. Please." I muttered through clenched teeth.

He snorted and smiled angelically.

I rolled my eyes.

"It's so nice of you to finally join us, my friends."

I whipped around and my stomach lurched. Aro. I remembered him so clearly; in his formal old fashioned clothing and shoulder length white hair and ancient lines all over his face which told tales of many battles.

"Aro!" Carlisle exclaimed. I watched as Carlisle and Aro embraced tightly. As if old brothers. I remembered something Edward told me. Aro respected Carlisle and his way of life, beyond words.

Aro turned to me, barely acknowledging the rest and smiled.

I shrank back into Emmett.

"Ahh dear Bella. Do not be afraid. I won't hurt you."

Pfft, yeah sure mate.

I stood frozen, I hadn't really thought what he was going to say to me. Or do to me for that matter.

"Go Bella. He needs you."

I blinked in shock. I wasn't the only one surprised, even Carlisle frowned and Alice looked thoroughly taken aback. I'm guessing she didn't see that one coming. What happened to some possible long lecture about how Edward promised to stay away from me?

"Bella, need I ask twice?"

I shook my head hastily.

"Where?" I whispered.

"He's in a secure room, let me take you there," he said, extending a pale withered hand. I looked hesitantly at it, then immediately took it, the ice cold sensation not a shock anymore. I was used to it.

For a millisecond Aro closed his eyes and stood there stationary, my hand still in his. Then they flew open, looking at me with a great sadness. I don't think his devestation was to do with the fact that he couldn't read my mind.

"I'm sorry for you're pain, dear Isabella," he said, his voice contrasting to his face, was lacking any emotion.

I nodded, my words getting stuck in my throat.

"Edward," I said simply. Aro inclined his head and the next thing I knew we were moving at vampire speed, the stone walls flashing past in a blur.

Then we stopped outside a huge wooden door.

I raised my eyebrows.

"Secure?"

Aro's lips curved into a small smile and shrugged.

"It is stronger than it looks, Isabella. Do not be fooled."

"Bella," I corrected.

He nodded.

"Of course. Now he is in there," Aro said, indicating towards door.

"Is he…?"

"He hasn't fed Bella. He won't hurt you though. He can't."

I nodded my question answered.

Aro took out a key from his pocket and turned it in the door.

I smiled gratefully.

"Thank you Aro, for everything. Thank you for not complying to his demands of death."

EPOV

The most luscious, musky, sweet, mouthwatering scent was seeping into my senses.

God Bella. She was here she was so close.

I growled as my parched throat burned.

My heart was trying to reject the pain, my brain trying to demolish the thoughts of what she last said to me.

They had placed me in this…this room. It was impossible to escape, the walls were about thirty foot of unbreakable concrete. I had tried and failed to get out of here. Like I said…impossible.

I heard the door unlock. I hissed and crouched into the corner, smelling Bella and Aro.

"He hasn't fed Bella. He won't hurt you though. He can't."

I breathed in relief. Aro hadn't hurt her. Yet.

I read his mind, he was gazing at Bella with a little guilt and pity. That was weird. Aro never felt any emotion. He was a fucking sadistic monster.

Then, Aro's scent had gone. Dissappeared. His thoughts taken with him.

Bella was still there. She was going to come in and talk to me. Did she really care about me? Or was it because of guilt she was doing this? I was about to find out.

BPOV

As I walked in, I felt my heart thud in my ears, audible to him.

The room was dark, lit by a single candle on the far side of the room. My eyes didn't search for him. I already could feel his presence.

Instead I turned around and closed the door, my gentle thud making me jump slightly.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and turned around.

He was crouched in the corner, dark circles under his eyes. His pale skin reflecting the light of the candle. His beauty took my breath away.

His red eyes locked with mine, his face emotionless. My heart began to beat triple time, my breaths coming out shallow. I tried to hold them in, I knew what smelling any part of me did to him.

EPOV

Beautiful. Stunning. Magical. Those were the only words to describe her, and even they weren't enough. She was tired, that was apparent, her waist length hair tied in a messy bun, she was still wearing my clothes.

I hissed as I inhaled her delicious blood. She was going to be the end of me. Literally.

Her chocolate brown eyed locked with mine, her pulse drumming loudly, pain and anguish etched on every perfect contour of her face.

I don't know how long we stared at each other for. But seeing her face, seeing it alive, just seeing it; offered me the most peace I'd had in a long time.

Then suddenly, she broke my gaze, and looked away, her lips parting as if she was about to say something.

She stopped again. I held my breath, I knew if I managed to fully inhale her, I'd rip her to shreds. I wouldn't have the control to stop.

I heard it. It was soft, it was almost as if she had breathed the words;

"Why…?"

BPOV

Once I asked, I looked him directly in the eye, pleading him to tell me.

He didn't even move, or blink.

Then slowly, he straightened up and stepped back, further away from our already far proximity.

"Because I love you."

I closed my eyes and let a tear slide down my cheek. A tear I didn't even feel until the salt touched the edge of my lip. His voice was soft, threatening and husky.

"But this. Why?" I whispered.

"Knowing…you couldn't forgive me…it was the only option."

I breathed sharply.

"Suicide was your only option?"

"What else was there?"

I took a step forward and sighed.

"I wish you could read my mind right now."

He stood silently, his eyes probing me for an answer.

"I thought I was doing the right thing. Saying that to you. Telling you to go and end your life. I didn't mean it Edward. Any of it. I realized after that there was no way I could be happy without you. No way. I'm selfish Edward."

I heard a low growl under his breath.

I shuddered slightly but took another step forward. He was about ten feet away from me now.

"What you want to do…what you want to happen. Your death. I can't let that happen."

More silence. Then…

"How do I know you're telling the truth? How do I know that your not just saying that to make me not kill myself, or a favor to my family?"

I didn't know the answer to the question. I shook my head.

"Edward I love you."

His beautiful features twisted into the most heartbreaking expression that I had ever seen.

"After all I put you through?"

"Do you love me?"

"More than you will ever know," he said, taking another step away from me. Too far.

"After all I put you through?"

I repeated his very words.

He stared at me shocked.

I couldn't say anymore. I turned around facing the door and wiping the cascading tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You asked me how you knew I was telling the truth, Edward. That I wasn't just here to take you back, a favor to your family. The truth is you don't know. But you have to trust me."

More of the echoing silence.

"Bella turn around."

I couldn't look at his face anymore. It hurt too much.

"Bella, look at me," he hissed softly, pleadingly.

I complied.

"Bella…we can't be happy without each other. You know that don't you?" His beautiful red eyes were fixed on mine again. I nodded.

"Edward, I don't…they said…what if…are we soul mates?"

Edward raised his eyebrows, surprised I knew about it.

"I'm not sure Bella. But what we have…soul mates can be the only explanation."

"But…you would never change me?" I asked cautiously.

"Never," he snarled.

I nodded, my throat was thick with more tears, threatening to spill over.

My legs were shaking. Stepping backwards, I hit the wall, and slid down to the floor, tucking my knees in my arms.

His expression was one of agony. He took one step forward, towards me. Then stopped abruptly. He couldn't handle being so close.

"What now?" I asked.

"I can't live without you Bella."

I inhaled, my chest burning with the cold air from the room.

"Me neither."

"I want you."

"I want you. Forever." I retorted gently.

He hissed and clenched his fists.

"I'm not taking your soul and dragging you to the deepest pits of hell, Isabella Swan."

I was furious. I stood up and stormed towards him. We were three feet away. So close but so fucking far.

"What gives you the right to decide what happens to my soul?" My voice was shaking from anger.

His anger turned to match mine.

"I have just as much right to decide what happens to your soul as you do," he said, raising his voice.

"NO YOU DON'T. GIVE ME ONE REASON WHY. ONE FUCKING REASON." I yelled.

Edward stopped and closed his eyes, his jaw clenched. Shit.

He began to shake and his eyes flew open. The red dissolving into black.

"Because you, Isabella Swan, are mine."

His expression was murderous and adamant.

"Weather you like it or not. You are mine. This is why I'm trying to end my existence. Because as long as we both live, I won't be able to see you with anyone else. Having their babies, making love to them, being happy with them. You think you are selfish? News for you, Miss Swan, you're nothing compared to me."

Every silence that we had yet had in this room was nothing compared to the deathly nothingness now. It was contemplating. It was a silence that screamed for understanding.

All the while his black eyes never left mine, his jaw tensed, posture rigid and hands balled into fists.

"Immortality," I said quietly, "Will be the only option if you want me to get out of the Volturi alive."

"I know."

Then finally, I understood something. He knew that this is how this had to end. He knew that he had to change me. He knew that he was going to. But Edward didn't want to. He had to try and resist first, to try and change my mind, to avoid demolishing my soul.

I tilted my head.

"Edward?"

"Yes?"

"Can we start over? Please?" I asked, staring at the floor and biting my lip.

"No." He snapped harshly.

My eyes flew to his, searching for an answer, hurt and confusion filling my up inside.

"No," he repeated, softer this time.

Then taking a step towards me, he slid his hands around my waist, bringing his nose close to mine, they were practically touching. I couldn't think, I couldn't breathe.

"I don't want to start over, because every single second I had with you was magical. Every single second of pain without you was worth it. Can't we just…carry on?" He whispered, his scent consuming my mind, his low, husky voice blocking my mind of any coherent thoughts.

I nodded numbly, moving my lips dangerously close to his.

He tensed again, the grip on my waist vice like.

"Bella," he murmured, "Stop. I won't be able to stop, if I kiss you, I'll lose control."

I shook my head.

"You won't hurt me Edward, you won't be able to. You just can't. But please, I need this kiss. I need you."

There was a deep rumble in his chest and before I knew it. His soft, cold lips were on mine, pressing gently, testingly. It was the most amazing feeling, bells were ringing in my head, and my legs turned weak.

He sucked gently on my lower lip, then pulled away, leaving me breathless, my heart smashing against my chest. I looked up at him, smiling. His bronze hair in it's usual array, his pale skin contrasting against his black eyes. He seemed to be restraining himself. Successfully.

"You won't hurt me," I whispered, pressing my lips to his again, more tears of happiness trailing down my face.

He looked stunned, either from the kiss or his own self-control, I didn't know. His finger caught one of my tears, which he then put to his lips. He had done this once before, I remembered.

He closed his eyes in bliss. I took his other hand in mine, and kissed it, smelling the sweet scent from his skin.

His eyes opened, the blackness filled with lust as well as hunger.

"Fuck Bella," he hissed. At vampire speed, he pushed me back into the wall, I didn't even feel a thing, it was gentle this time, done without aggression, but with need.

He placed his hands either side of my head, our eyes feasting themselves on each others.

Again he kissed me, his mouth coaxing open mine, his sweet breathe mingling with mine. I felt the coolness of his tongue enter my mouth and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer. His moans vibrated through my body as our tongues met. Fireworks. Exploding loud and clear in my ears, my breath broken and ragged.

Our tongues dueled, our need increasing, his hands trailing over my waist and my stomach until he was holding either side of my hips. Then, without warning, he bucked his hips into mine.

I pulled away in shock, my eyes blurring with the rate and strength of my pulse.

Edward was stood frozen, his eyes closed and his breathing as hard as mine.

I bit my lip and smiled, trying to calm him down.

"Guess you had more restraint than we both thought," I said, my hand trailing his nose.

He looked at me pained.

"How did I not hurt you?"

I smirked.

"You. Won't. Hurt. Me. Cullen."

He smiled and kissed my forehead.

"I don't think it's that I won't, it's that I physically can't. Damn it, I love you Bella," he murmured. And with that he crushed me softly to his chest. I'd never felt so complete. So whole.

"My scent not as appealing anymore?" I teased lightly.

He shook his head.

"If anything it's more. But being away from you, it's done something to me. Unlike everyone had anticipated, it's made me stronger, not weaker."

"I'm glad," I breathed contentedly.

Edward pulled back and put his arm around my waist, tightly.

"Let's get out of here Bella."

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