I was a teen when I wrote this and not much of a writer then, so please forgive how NOT good this is and only appreciate it as my 3rd try at something. There's a setup to the main part of the chapter (content below) but it was awful, so I deleted it and reposted this. -I've tacked on 2 chapters, because maybe it'll be revisited. It's 2023 now and it was posted in 2014.

Chapter 1

The next day was the same with staring, stalking, and short answers. As was the one after that, and the one after that…

Until one day he was…gone.

I looked around like a lost lamb without it's sheppard. I shook my head. It's ridiculous really...

I went into the backyard to read a classic while the potatoes were in the oven and the steaks marinating in the fridge. I couldn't read without wondering where he was. I closed my eyes hoping that I would shut him away, but when I opened them he was there.

His palms were at the sides of my head, his knees at the sides of my thighs. His face was too close for comfort; If I moved, our lips would touch. He deliberately blew into my face, causing me to close my eyes. God that smell...

I freaked out, he couldn't possibly be here right now?

"uh…" I stuttered. He observed my reaction.

"Edward?" Was he really here? He gave a timid smile. He was really here. I was going to ask what he was doing but first thing first:

"You're too close." I expected him to move, when he didn't my heart beat faster and stress sweat started to-

"I've only been gone for a few hours but I couldn't stay away for any longer…" My eyebrows scrunched together. To my horror he leaned in. I turned my head to avoid the unwanted kiss but he was aimming for my neck and I just made it easier for him.

He brushed his cheek against me, then his nose and lips. As if my heart wasn't already racing it accelerated and my breathing was just as labored.

My body's behavior seemed to affect him too; an odd sort of animalistic sound rumbled in the back of his throaht.

His nose skimmed my collar bone and down the middle of my chest towards the valley of my breasts. I could feels his cool breath; it sent me into overdrive.

My breaths came in gasps and my eyes were just about out of my eye sockets.

I heard the earth protest when his fingertips forced themselves into it. His breathing became erratic and he trembled like he was in a frenzy.

I started to fear the worst, I scream and flailed. He took my wirsts in one of his hands and covered my mouth with the other. My eyes bulged out of my skull in fear. I was still trying to get him off but he was much much stronger.

He chuckled sheepishly. Such light eyes...

"I'm sorry, it seems I am to be in constant control of my flower…you haven't a clue how heavenly you smell…" The old english cadence made the possessiveness of his words more terrifying.

"Mmmm!"

"Are you going to be quiet?" his eyes demanded a genuine promise. After a second he backed off and I immediately took my opportunity to high tail it to the house. He grabbed hold of my arm just as I was getting up.

"I give you my trust and this is what you do?!" I couldn't believe he was actually surprised. And that his gold eyes turned black. I screamed with the same force I was using to pull away.

"Don't touch me! This is private property and my dad is Chief of Police!" He pulled me onto my blanket and held my face to show me the rock in his hand.

"Do you see this?" he asked more calmly, his eyes turned back to it's gold color. I looked at him then at the rock, not seeing the connection.

"Imagine this was your father's bones," he gripped it in his palm. When he opened his hand, 'sand' fell from it. I jerked in his grasp, horrified but silent.

"You get the picture. I am a gentleman so when I ask you nicely the first time, I expect full obeience. Follow me down the road, do you think you can do that?"

I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go!

His eyes were gradually getting darker again.

"O-okay." He helped me up, chilvary isn't dead. Holding my hand and having his arm around me made us look like we were a couple and that there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Ahead I saw his car and my fate was confirmed.

"Why are you doing this?"

"Your blood is-perhaps we should wait for when we're alone." He guided me to the passenger door and opened it. I didn't want to go in.

"Bella…?"

"Why are you taking me far?" he sigh.

"I'll tell you but right now, do as I say." he pushed me hip and I lowered myself into the car.

Chapter 2-

As soon as Edward closed the door, I thought of opening it nd running away but I was sure he would stop me before I lifted my hand from my lap. And he had threatened Charlie so I couldn't.

He got into the driver's seat in one fluid motion, awakened the car, the stereo turning on, and drove it into the road his hand moving faster than my eyes could follow. Clair De Lune played; the circumstances turned the beautiful and calming composition into ambience music of a horror movie. That and him reaching the other side of the speedometer made my stomach shrivel up and shy away.

I was tense, sitting in the passenger seat, only a foot away from Edward. My ki- the one who kidnapped me.

I never thought it would happen to me and what hurt was that I never had a chance. He was inhuman; there was nothing I could do.

His knuckles were white from how tightly he gripped the steering wheel. I sat, arms around me, trying really hard to remain calm and level headed.

Every now and then he would look over to me. Each time I felt like I was beyond exposed, like my skin was peeled off.

"Don't be so afraid. I'm not…going to kill you." He said calmly. His voice was…beautiful, attractive, and he sounded so sincere that I honestly believed for a second that he actually meant it.

"Y-you hesitated there." I said voice wavering. He chuckled softly as if I was purposefully making the joke.

"I did, but I meant what I said."

I suppose back when we were both in school I thought he was every girl's dream. It was a fleeting thought, a thought that escaped his obssessed stared. I wish I could have too.

"Why are you doing this." I asked softly.

"Please keep quiet." He nearly growled. I knew that was that, that I should ask or at least refrain from pushing his buttons. I took a deep breath through my nose and let it out slowly through my mouth. Don't cry, don't cry, don't-

"Can you not do that?!" He yelled. He rolled down the windows, the cold wind purging the car from my breath. I stared in shock. one second he was 'normal', the next he was furious.

"I need you to please, be quiet, still, and not breathe like that. Do you think you can handle that?!" I bit my lip, tears beginning to form. What the hell was he asking, I didn't understand.

"I need to keep a clear head and it's difficult enough as it is with you so close. My mind is full of your scent." He said more calmly but I got the feeling he was disgusted with me or hated me. I swear, it was as if he had multiple personalities. It was giving me whiplash. I even wanted to apologize but I stayed quiet.

No. I won't apologize. I won't victimize myself.

He drove at six times the speed limit for what felt like forever, switching onto the 101 then 20 a while back, but the sun had only begun to set when we reached Port Townshend. He continued on over the bridge to Fort Casey State Park. He crossed the island, getting back on the 20 in another town and drove through another patch of forest. I had no idea where we were, or where we were headed.

The sky turned pitch black and the temperature dropped dramatically. The moment I shivered in my long sleeve, Edward shed his jacket and held it out to me. Confused but thinking I should take it in case he got mad, I took it and put it on. I curled up in the seat, not caring about the expensive leather, and kept looking out the window. He drove past the signs too fast for me to read them but I knew he was covering a lot of ground. At around 11 pm, I was struggling to keep my eyes open.

Whe i was coming to, I thought that I had the most insane dream. Until I opened my eyes. 12:35 pm. I tried to sit up in the seat that was reclined and to rub foff the sleep from my eyes.

It wasn't a dream!

He was silent for a moment, while I looked out the window. We were driving through another town but we were definitely not in America anymore.

Canada…The red maple leaf on the flag was unmistakeable.

"Are you hungry? I bought some food." I stared at him with a mixture of anger and horror in my face.

"How did you…" He took out two blue passports from the compartment over his head.

"You...?!" I reached over to take them but he caught my wrist.

"Bella…" He said seductively. He brought the inside of my wrist just under his nose. What is he doing?!

He inhaled deeply, eyes closed, like one does when smelling flowers. He was enjoying it, because a small smile appeared. When he opened his eyes, they were black. I sat there with my mouth hanging open.

"I can't get enough…I don't know how much longer I can last without…a taste…"

Vampire!

Chapter 3-

I trembled, mouth hanging open from shock. In movies the victims died from one bite!

He stuck his tongue out-"No no no no no-" -and slowly licked the inside. I tried to pull my hand away but he had a steel grip, I didn't have an affect, and he tightened it.

"Ah-ow!"

"Be good, and I'll be good to you understand?" He can kill me at any second, it would be so easy for him. Knowing that made my heart try to jump out of me. I shook my head furiously, not wanting this, wanting to be home.

"Please don't kill me, please!"

"I won't, I promise but…" With his free hand, he reached out touched the left side of my side. Ice cold.

"Just be good for me okay? And I'll try not to hurt you. I truly don't want to but when you fight back...it's exciting, like a hunt. It wakes the beast inside me and I may not be able to control myself. If I did kill you I would regret it for the rest of my already miserable existence…" He sighed heavily, hanging his head, then let me go, continuing to drive.

"…weren't you…about to d-drink from me?" I asked.

"No. I don't want to do it out here but soon. Very soon." He said, like he couldn't wait. His hands tightened around the steering wheel.

"If…you're not going to kill me then…what are you going to do with me?" He seemed to ignore me.

"I think I deserve to know considering you took me across the border and continue to drive north apparently." He must be trying to avoid getting caught by police, otherwise why Canada?

"You're the prisoner, not the captor." He said, purposely making the bad joke and obviously hating the style of humor at the same time.

"Eat." He ordered, picking up the bag of food and dropping it on my lap. I didn't make a move to open it but my stomach growled. It smelled good, like an old-fashion diner.

"My Dad knows I wouldn't have run off so you bet he's interrogating your family." I told him, forking some hashbrowns. I then realized something.

"I know."

"Your entire family are vampires!" He didn't react.

"They're not…going to kill anyone to hide your tracks are they?"

"No they're…vegetarian. They don't drink human blood, most of them never have."

"Did…you?"

"…yes." He said, shamefully. I let it sink in.

"They were rapists and killers that haven't been caught yet. I thought it was fine but after a while…they're people too."

"…I can't-I can't imagine what it's like to…drink it all." I squirmed.

"Is that what bothers you?"

"Well…I just don't think anyone like that is sorry for what they've done. The world wants them gone so…but if your family don't drink human blood then what do they drink?"

"Animal's. Bears, mountain lions, wild rabbits, squirrels. We try not to affect the ecosystem and to not fall into temptation."

"…what made you fall?"

"You did. I hate you and I'm mad; I've been doing so well since that dark time but then you came along and ruined it you very much."

"I didn't do anything to you."

"No, you can't help it, it's not even your fault for smelling the way you do. But…I hate you. I might lose my family." He added, sighing at the last part. He sounded like a drug addict mad at the world for life not being easy. He must be mad at the vampire nature, his body, for making him live like this.

"If you know that then why did you stuff me in your car in the first place? You know you can bring me back and everything will be alright; I won't tell them-"

"No so fast." He laughed.

"You're mine now."

"So you're just going to use me like a blood bank."

"Since I'm already going to hell. And you're going to like it." He said, grinning wickedly. That was scary. He was…dangerous and sexual, making him more dangerous. Heat rushed into my cheeks.

He close his eyes and took a deep breath in.

"Mmm…delicious." He said looking at my rapidly rising and falling chest.

"Eat faster, your food is getting cold. And finish it all; you'll need it."

I did as he said, the bacon and eggs reminding me of Charlie. How was he doing? He must be so worried. I couldn't even imagine my mother; dad definitely told her. Tears welled up and I did my best fighting them back, the forest we were driving through becoming walls of green.

"Why are you crying."

"Why do you care."

"It's not that I don't-We need to set some ground rules and that's what we're going to do right now." He said, determined to keep me 'in line'.

"There will be no crying, no talking, unless spoking to, no questions, no answers if I don't feel like it no matter how many times you ask." It sounded to me it was rules intended for himself.

"You're going to do exactly as I say and pretend you're my girlfriend and we're on holiday understand?" He said, eyes black. When his eyes are black I really shouldn't cause trouble.

"You better be a good actress." I wiped the tears away, sniffing, trying to get myself together. At the end of the road was a Cabin Inn. Are we finally stopping?

"Let's go." He practically pulled me out of the car.

"Whatch where you're going." He growled when almost fell.

"If you get a cut, god help you." He put his arm around my waist and pushed me forward. It was sunny but the sun didn't shine down because of the tall trees and there was a slight breeze. The bell atached to the door rang as we came in.

"Hi, how ya doin', how can I help you?" Said the mature woman behind the counter. I looked around. Park is huge…!

"Well thank you. Do you have any vacancies?" I looked from the map to the brochures. Welcome to Elk Island National Park, Edmonton. I made a mental note of that.

"We sure do. Two bed or a one bed?"

"One." I looked at him. He had a pleasant smile on his face like he was happy.

"Alrighty, I need to see some ID please before registering you."

"No problem. It'll be passports since we're only here for the weekend." He said as he pulled them out.

"Ah, a little holiday for you two love birds eh?"

"A happy wife is a happy life." He nudged me. I let out an awkward laugh.

"You have quite the looker," She said to me.

"Aren't I lucky."

"Here are your keys and everything's been turned on. The appliances are all in good condition though food isn't included."

"I understand, thank you very much."

"Thank you."

"It'll be a miracle if anyone marries you." I said to myself as soon as we were out.

"I know. Get in the car." He waited until I got in. I didn't think he'd hear me, let alone agree. Then again, his parents were married and his siblings were together.