So basically I get it. You all want to kill me. My lack of updating kills me too. In fact I actually had this written a long time ago, but I had too many exams and stuff going on to upload. Plus I just wasn't inspired. But I shall now no worriessss

Chapter Twenty-Two-Out of Control

BPOV

I just stared at Edward. I was a bit shocked, to say the least. No words were forming in my brain, let alone making it out my mouth. He had his signature crooked smile on his face, but it was different this time, possessive, scary, sexy…monstrous. The only thing I could think of however, was, he bit me? WHY didn't he lose control? It didn't make any sense. So he could bite me, despite all his former allegations that he would end up sucking me dry, but he can't have sex with me?

"My blood…? How did it taste?" I said, propping myself up on my elbows, pulling myself slightly from underneath him.

He closed his eyes and smiled a full smile this time, making him look like a fucking angel.

"No words…Bella, God it was so amazing. Better than I could have possibly imagined. I swear to you…no words."

"You…you didn't kill me?"

His eyes shot open then, and he looked panicked.

"I didn't. Did I?"

I shook my head.

In an instant he shot up, pulling me up with him.

"Fuck Bella, what did I just do to you? I could have…killed you."

True he could have, but I was so sick and tired of these, "I could have's".

"Edward, that just proves you love me," I said, taking his face in my hands and kissing his lips gently. I didn't want him to dwell on what he'd just done. Especially when it was me with the bite on my hip.

He looked at me pained and I just reassured him and smiled.

"I loved it, you need to tackle me more often," I said, winking and turning around. He chuckled and pulled me back to him.

"Back to bed, Bella?"

I nodded and in a flash he had placed me back in the warm covers, and lay beside me.

"You tasted my blood," I repeated groggily. I was in a weird sort of disbelief.

Apparently, so was he, for he said nothing.

"Edward?"

"Mhhhmmm, love?"

I opened my eyes and caught him staring at the ceiling.

"What happens the day after tomorrow? When I have to back to Charlie?"

Immediately his eyes blazed and he growled and sat up.

"You're not."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me Bella, you're not going back to Charlie."

Something was very wrong.

"Edward…? What the fuck are you talking about?"

His red eyes locked with mine and his jaw clenched.

"You can't leave me. Not again."

I started to panic now, my fatigue being replaced with sheer and utter confusion and anger.

"Edward, I never said you can't still see me. Damn it, I'm not leaving you, I'm not ever leaving you, but I'll be living with my Dad. You can't…keep me here."

I felt a sharp pain as Edward grabbed my arms and pulled me on top of him, so we were nose to nose. I hissed in pain, and tried to get him off, trying to defy the pressure he was placing on my arms.

"Bella, listen to me. I've branded you as mine. And that is exactly what you are. I've put the weakest amount of my venom into you, the tiniest amount. You walk with that in your veins. You're bonded to me."

"You can't do that Edward. You can't make decisions for me. It's selfish. I love you, more than anything or anyone, but you have to understand he's my dad. I'm not leaving you, I just won't be with you all the time. Now let the fuck go of me."

He immediately released his grip, and I breathed with relief as the feeling returned to my arms. I pulled myself off him and rolled over to the other side of the bed and turned my back on him.

He said nothing, he only tried to pull me back and hold my hand. I brushed him off as the tears formed in my eyes. I tried to sniff them away but I couldn't hide the fact I was containing my sobs.

He merely wrapped his arms around me and whispered,

"Bella, I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I love you, please, don't ever forget that."

Then I turned around to face him and pressed my face into his chest, his scent calming me as he stroked my hair.

I didn't know what was happening to Edward, but if it didn't go away, it was going to destroy us.

But soon all was forgotten as I fell asleep in his embrace, soothed by the tune of his melodic voice singing in my ear…

Sixteen. Sixteen years. The big one six. My birthday today. That was the only thing spinning around my head as I woke up. Not because I was excited, but because I was dreading it. I knew Edward, I knew he was going to go all out, and I hated that sort of stuff. Maybe I could pretend to be sleeping for a little while longer, and avoid it, for a bit at least. And oh being in Edward's arms was so comfortable, so perfect, so safe. I would happily just spend the duration of the day here.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I know you're up, don't try and pretend otherwise."

The deathly beautiful velvet voice made me flinch. Damn I was caught. I could practically hear his smirk. I squeezed my eyes shut tighter and buried my nose deeper into his chest. Please let him take pity on me, please let him take pity on me, please tell let him take pity on me…

I felt soft kisses trail on my hair to my forehead.

"Happy Birthday, my sweet angel."

I groaned but reluctantly pulled myself away from him and opened my eyes to the beautiful, bronze haired creature lying next to me. His eyes burning into my mine. All I could see was pure love, adoration.

I smiled slightly and adverted my eyes from his intense gaze, looking down at our legs tangled together on top of the sheets. Edward followed where I was looking and chuckled.

"You're quite…what's the word… forceful in your sleep."

I looked at him mortified.

"What did I say this time?" I whispered.

"Mhhhhm, let's just say you were talking about me doing something to you, which we both know I can't do. My self-control almost wavered and I almost woke you up," he whispered seductively, trailing his hand down my leg and hitching it up around his waist.

I blushed and looked away, smiling slightly.

"Hey, Baby Bella, don't look away from me. Your eyes are too beautiful to be left unattended."

I met his red fiery orbs again.

"I'm not a baby! I'm sixteen!" I said, huffing like a spoilt six year old. Edward laughed loudly.

"Oh so now you acknowledge your birthday?" He said, cocking his eyebrow.

"Nope," I said, popping the 'p' and shaking my head adamantly.

"Oh Bella, Bella, Bella. Don't think I'm going to let you forget what day it is today. Don't even think that for a second."

"I didn't expect you too."

"Good."

"I only hoped."

"Shhhh Bella."

"Ugh, fine. If we're going to do this, where is my birthday kiss?"

"Whatever you want Bella, this is your day."

His lips caught mine, and he gently sucked on my lower lip and opened my mouth with his. All I could hear was his words. Whatever you want Bella. Whatever.

I decided to take my chance. Again. I was aware that my legs were still wrapped around his waist. I lowered them slightly and bucked my hips into his. His moaned and kissed my deeper and more frantically. So I did it again, and this time he responded by grinding against me. Fuck that felt so good.

Things got more and more heated by the second. Before I knew it, my shorts had been removed by Edward's deft fingers, and chucked off the bed. I wrapped my legs around him again and he pulled me up on top of him, gently this time, but with a hungry passion, that only came out at times like these, it was so passionate it was almost dangerous. But I didn't care.

I reached at the bottom of the hoodie that I was wearing and took it off. I was now almost fully exposed to him, apart from my undergarments. His eyes were transfixed my body, his gaze raking down my body.

"Fuck," he growled, pulling me back towards him and trapping my lips with his. He became less playful and more fierce by the second. His hands were moving everywhere over my body.

"No fair," I mumbled against his lips, "You have too many clothes on."

Edward sat up, taking me with him so I was straddling him, and took off his sweatshirt, to reveal the perfect marble toned contours of his chest, whilst I undid his zipper and pulled down his jeans. I climbed off him and he kicked them off, so he was just in his boxers now.

I couldn't help but eye fuck his beautiful body, no model could ever compare with what was right in front of me.

"Bella, get here now." He hissed seductively, and opened his arms to me again. As soon as I was back against his chest, his lips began to attack mine, and he began to grind against me again roughly, with nothing but a couple of pieces of material separating us, making us both cry out in pleasure.

There was no denying what was about to happen here, we were about to have sex. Just like I wanted.

But there was a nagging in the back of my head. Edward's words came rushing back to me.

"After today and now, I'll change. I want you to remind me who and what I am. I want you to make sure I don't try to make love to you. I won't be able to control myself and if I do, I'll hurt you. Promise me, baby."

Oh fuck. It all made sense now, his rough animalistic movements. He was going to fuck me, not make love to me. He had changed, and even when he was still consuming human blood. I didn't understand, but I didn't have time to, because Edward's hands had been trailing up my legs, had finally reached my underwear. He slid his stone hand inside, his tongue still roughly dueling with mine.

I pulled away, breathless, not wanting to stop, but I promised him.

"Edward, stop."

He hesitated a second, looking into my eyes, and growled. His eyes were consumed with pure unadulterated lust.

Then his lips were on my neck, trailing down towards my chest, his fingers inching deeper into my pants. Oh wow, this felt too good to be real. Despite the voice in my head telling me to let it happen, I knew doing this now would be a mistake.

"No, stop."

I pushed him away with all my strength. And that's when I knew that Edward hadn't meant to do this, he wasn't in control of himself. I knew him that well, that if he was touching me so intimately and hadn't even moved away from me when I pushed because he knew I wanted to stop, there was something wrong.

He didn't stop. He continued the beautiful assault on my body. I tried pushing him away again.

"Edward, stop, please. Just for a second, listen to me."

He didn't even seem to hear me. In one second, my bra was snapped off, and my underwear torn off my body completely. That's when I lost it. I screamed. Fucking loudly.

In that second Edward had flung himself from the bed and backed himself up against the wall, his face a picture of horror that most likely mirrored mine. I grabbed the covers, pulling them over my exposed body, my whole body flaming red in anger. Mine and Edward's breathing was one, ragged and loud.

"What. The. Fuck. Is. Wrong. With. You?" I whispered, my eyes locking with his. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Look away." I commanded him. He slowly, almost robotically, turned around, resting his head against the wall, his fists smashing into the hard concrete. I ignored the destruction and got off the bed and found some of my clothes. I didn't feel like putting any of his on again.

I then walked towards him cautiously. He didn't turn when he heard me, but tensed when I wound my arms around his waist and stood on my tip toes and kissed the back of his icy neck softly.

"Don't forget who you are, Cullen. Don't forget that I love you."

No response.

Sighing, I unattached myself from him and walked towards the bathroom.

Happy Birthday Bella, I thought bitterly.

As soon as I was out of the bathroom, dressed in denim shorts and a oversized jumper, he was there. Kneeling down in front of the door, with a tender, apologetic look in his eye. His took my hands and kissed them softly, his icy lips burning my skin, making me flush.

"Bella, my beautiful Bella. Forgive me?"

For a second I considered telling him to fuck off. But then I looked at him, and deep into those pools of smoldering love and devotion, and I couldn't bring myself to hurt my Edward. He was too precious to me.

I nodded slowly, entranced by his looks. He broke into the most mind-blowing smile and released my hands and picked me up from my waist and spun me around.

"I'm so sorry. Perhaps I over-estimated my self-control. I won't hurt you Bella. And thank you for stopping me fucking you. I want to make love to you, my angel. When we do, of course." He whispered in my ear.

I kissed his cheek, then his nose, then his other cheek, showing his apology was accepted.

He shot me another dazzling smile and held me tighter.

"I have something for you."

I groaned but Edward put his finger over my lips.

"No, Bella, please. If you love me, just let me."

Oh I hated emotional blackmail.

I grudgingly nodded, muttering to myself darkly. Edward chuckled but disappeared in a flash. Then just like he'd never gone, he was back, carrying a huge cardboard box.

He kneeled down on the floor and pulled my down gently with him.

"You're going to like this first bit."

I snorted and rolled my eyes but still took the box he had nudged towards me.

I opened it and gasped. Inside this huge box was everything I liked. I mean EVERYTHING. My favorite chocolate, my favorite cans of drink, my favorite music and movies, my favorite everything. I looked up at a beaming Edward.

"How did you know?" I asked.

He winked that all so sexy wink at me and said.

"I think you're forgetting who I am, Bella. I think I'd know the simple things about who you are," he stated, "And besides, I didn't want to make you angry by giving you something expensive as your first present!"

I narrowed my eyes.

"There's more…?"

Edward laughed and nodded.

"OH yes, Bella, there's plenty more."

I groaned hit his arm (stinging myself of course).

"Miss Swan, don't you dare complain. I want to do this. And I know you'd do anything for me, so let me have this day to treat you?" Edward looked at me seriously, his eyes blazing. Entranced, I nodded, not even aware of what I was promising.

"Good! Now we got all of that cleared up, breakfast my love?"

I nodded eagerly and Edward picked me up and walked at human pace out of his room and down the corridor, never breaking eye contact with me.

Once I was safely planted on a chair, he turned to me and said;

"What do you desire to eat madam?"

I pretended to think for a while and suddenly blurted out, "PANCAKES!"

Edward chuckled and nodded, heading for the fridge which seemed absolutely stocked with food. Catching my shocked expression, Edward said;

"Pffft, I can't let my lady starve now can I?"

I giggled. "Well get to it, my man."

As he got to work I couldn't keep my eyes off his beautiful graceful body, and his deft fingers stirring the mixture. I doubt anyone making pancakes had looked this sexy before.

I bit my lower lip and looked away before I got seriously tempted to kiss him again. I didn't want that. I was still shaken after what had happened earlier and didn't want a fricking replay.

Then I remembered…Charlie.

"Edward? Can I call my dad please?"

Edward hesitated for a moment, and perhaps it was a trick of the light, a darkness flashed across his eyes. But I blinked and it was gone and he was holding out his blackberry to me.

"Of course. Bella."

I dialed the number and picked at my jumper as I heard it ring. Time to lie more lies.

"Hello?"

"MORNING DAD!"

"BELLA! OH happy birthday sweetheart! I can't actually believe you're sixteen already! Ah growing up so fast!"

I laughed and felt a pang as I heard Charlie's voice. I hated lying to him.

"I know right, soon I'll be smashing your car learning how to drive."

"Yeah I'm sure the department wouldn't be pleased if you bashed up a cop cruiser! So anyway, what are your plans for today?"

"Ah well, Ed-Alice and I are just gonna…go shopping. Then go out for a meal."

"Ah sounds a good way to spend your last night there."

I paused a second. Edward froze. I knew he had heard.

"Oh yeah."

"What's the matter Bells, you don't seem very happy about coming home?"

"Ah no its just that its been so fun here. I don't want to leave."

"Bella," Charlie warned, "What did you promise? I'd really like to see you. After what happened, it makes me nervous to have you out of my sight for even a second."

"I understand Dad. So yeah, I guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow then?"

"Sounds good. Oh and can I call this number in case I need to contact you?"

I looked at Edward and he nodded slowly.

"Sure thing Dad. See you tomorrow. Love you"

"Same here, Bells. Take care."

I switched off the phone just in time for Edward almost bang the plate of pancakes down in front of me. I jumped. I could tell he was upset.

"Edward?"

He was leaning against the counter, facing away from me.

"Mmm?"

I sighed, got off my chair and walked around to him. I took his hand and slipped his phone into it.

"Thank you."

He still didn't look at me.

I gently trailed my hands down his face. He flinched.

"If you love me, look at me?"

He slowly faced me, though his eyes were evading my gaze.

I kissed his cheek softly.

"Edward, lets make the most of today? Its my birthday, remember?"

Edward's mood suddenly changed. He picked me up, sat me back on a stool and motioned that I ate my pancakes. I did and gosh they were beautiful. How could a person that never ate make such heavenly food?

EPOV

I watched her eating every mouthful of food, satisfied by the relish on her face as she ate all four pancakes I'd made for her. She was breath-taking. All I wanted to do was lie on the table and have my way with her.

See! What the hell was wrong with me? How I behaved earlier. It disgusted me to my very core. I was still shaken by my actions. Bella, true to her word, had stopped me from fucking her, but I just couldn't control myself. And that thought scared more than anything.

Eddie! We're here!

I groaned. Here came the family. I watched as my whole family burst into the room, showering Bella with hugs and presents and wishes. I inwardly chuckled as I saw the exasperation pass across Bella's face, which Alice, who was waving around the dress she had bought my Bella, pointedly ignored.

The day passed. I sat on the sidelines, only talking to Emmett or Jas or Carlisle when they talked to me. Alice and Rosalie were easy to ignored. My mother just looked at me with a curious but knowing face. She knew my distance was most probably due to the fact Bella was leaving tomorrow.

At that thought my insides began to burn again and I balled my hands into fists. I needed her with me always, she couldn't leave. It was going to break my heart.

During the party that Alice had thrown, I remained distance and enclosed. Bella was too preoccupied with my family's hazing to notice my change in demeanor.

But soon Rosalie and Jasper needed to hunt. Being around Bella all day seemed to have some minor effect on them too. So once they had all said goodbye to Bella, Emmett picked her up span her upside until she was squealing and begging for him to let her go. And then they were all gone.

Bella looked at me with those warm chocolate eyes and brushed her silky mane of hair out of her eyes, recovering from Emmett's play attack.

"I love your family Edward."

I grinned.

"They're your family now too Bella."

She blushed but mirrored my grin. She reached out to me and in a thousandth of a millisecond I had her in my arms and kissed her cheeks, nose and lips gently. She sighed contentedly against me, closing her eyes and leaning against my chest. It was pretty late, she was bound to be tired.

"Hey Bella! You didn't let me give you your other present!"

She closed her eyes tighter.

"No more presents Edward," she groaned.

"Too late."

And with that I lifted her to her feet, took her hand and winked at her, leading her out of the den, past the kitchen, down four my flights of stairs into the garage.

"So…you're gonna murder me down here or something?" Bella asked skeptically, cocking her eyebrow, one her hip. I snorted.

"Yes Bella, I'm definitely the basement killer."

"I wouldn't be surprised!"

I could tell she was trying to prolong me giving her, her present, but I was wasn't buying it.

"Hush Bella."

And with that I walked over to something at the side of the huge garage, which had about seven cars in it already.

I pulled the sheet off one and turned to Bella.

"Happy birthday my angel."

BPOV

A Ferrari. He got me a FRICKING MOTHERFUCKING FERRARI. Midnight blue and fucking expensive looking. I just stared at the car, my jaw dropping and my eyes as wide as saucers.

"You…you…" I accused. But no coherent thoughts were forming.

"Breathe Bella," Edward said, and he put his hands around my waist from behind and kissed my neck softly.

"You. Got. Me. One. Of. The. Most. Expensive. Cars. In. The. World." I said through my teeth.

"Bella, its nothing. I wanted to get you this. Please be okay with it. I want to make you happy. And I want you to have this. It's damn sexy, like its beautiful owner."

I couldn't say anything. I was in shock.

"I can't accept this."

"If you love me you will"

"If you love me, you won't make me."

"I asked first Bella."

"You're fucking annoying Edward."

"Bella," he said spinning me around, looking deep into my eyes with his piercing red orbs. I lost the ability to speak once again. Fuck speaking, I couldn't even breathe!

"Please. For me. I want to give you everything. Please take this from me."

Lost in his sea of blood red eyes, I found myself nodding, completely entranced by his velvet voice and stunning face.

He let out the most beautiful grin and kissed my cheek softly. He took my hand and I felt something cool that wasn't his skin, but the cold metallic keys. Fuck the keys probably cost more than everything I owned.

"How would you like me to teach you how to drive in this thing?"

Soooo what did you guys think of Bella's birthday so far? Any ideas on the other halfff? Let moi know