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ghostsighstitle. unintended (2/5)
rating. r
fandom/pairings. twilight / edward/bella
summary. There must be a celebration and how convenient, I thought. I couldn’t get there fast enough; the burning was building and slowing me down. Even though I knew I’d regret this decision later, I didn’t care. I longed for fresh blood.
chapters. I II III IV V
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sonacry. Title from Muse's Unintended. Originally posted here.
Edward and I were never more in tune with each other than when we were hunting. Even though we couldn’t hear each other’s thoughts, we always knew what the other needed, or meant with a smile or nod of the head. He usually approached first, doing all the hard work that I wished he’d let me do. I knew he enjoyed it though, so I never fought him on it. And as I heard the loud thud that was our meal, I rushed to his side, ready to join him.
Edward was standing relaxed against a tree: A mess below his feet and not a hair out of place. “It’s all yours.” His eyes flickered from me to the heap at both of our feet.
I felt like a small child, my meal was prepared for me. I tried hard to hide the anger in my eyes, but Edward always saw through my pathetic attempts at a poker face.
“What is it now?” I hated the disgust in his tone. He really did sound like a father now, scolding me for not saying thank you and doing as I was told.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that… if you weren’t going to feed, you could have let me have the fun. It’s my meal, after all.” I was watching the beast sprawled out in front of me; its breathing was getting shallower. I’d have pity if I didn’t need it to survive. The old Bella would have had pity, but she was lost to me.
Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, but he wasn’t as upset as he tried to portray. I could tell, it always affected his breathing. “Just feed, it’ll get cold. We’ll talk about it when you’re done.” He turned on his heels and disappeared into the woods. He never did like to watch me feed; reminded him that I really was the creature he never wanted me to be.
---
“I don’t understand why you have to be so difficult about everything, Bella. Every day it is some other reason for you to throw a tantrum and pick a fight.”
Oh, he’d gone too far this time. The use of the word tantrum was the last nail in the coffin. If he thought I was impossible before… “You treat me like an infant! I’m not a child, Edward. I’m nearly twenty! Old enough to vote, join the army, get married.” I made sure to emphasize the final words, letting them hang in the air and collect dust. The blood I’d consumed felt like it was boiling under my skin.
Edward looked at my eyes cutting over to him in complete chagrin. His lips opened to speak, but closed soon after. His body language showed the confusion and anguish. If I wasn’t completely frozen in rage, I would have jumped into his lap, apologized, and kissed his perfect lips. He looked altogether wounded.
I turned my glare away from him when he glided across the room and sat on the arm of my chair. I had my head in my hands, willing tears that would not come. I was choking and gasping, my body trembled.
“Everything is an argument, Bella. I’m exhausted. I can’t fight you anymore.” His arms pulled me towards him and I gave in. I couldn’t deny my love of him, the need I still had for his closeness. We may be on the brink of a divorce, both from each other and our own sanity, but I wouldn’t deny myself these last few moments.
Suddenly, he was kissing my hair, my neck, my shoulders. I looked into his topaz eyes and saw a familiar hunger. Not for blood, but for my skin and my body. A growl erupted from Edward as I was ripped from the chair and thrown onto the bed. The sound was like an earthquake, worse was when our mouths met with a loud clap like thunder. His hands were pulling at my shirt, mine were doing their best to unbutton his. I grazed my teeth down his chest as I undid the last button. He pulled me to his mouth by my hair, shoving me hard into his chiseled torso. Our bare skin pressed together, and electricity flew through my body.
I pulled from his grasp and words filled my mouth. “Edward,” I mumbled. “I don’t.. I don’t know.” I was surprised at my own voice. I did know. I knew I wanted him, completely. I wanted his hands on my hips, his mouth pressed against the valley of my chest. Every part of me was aching with want.
His finger rested on my lips. “Please,” was all he said before his lips were pressed against mine again. I didn’t listen to the small voice in my worried mind that told me to stop. I wasn’t ready for this yet, I couldn’t do this, but I didn’t care anymore. I’d been reckless and careless for months now; this would just be something else to add to the list.
We fell onto each other, only half undressed, but ravishing each other like teenagers. Our hands were moving up and down each others body, feeling each dip and curve. He pursued my neck, biting and licking at my most sensitive spots. I sighed and moaned, begging him.
Quickly, he pulled me up onto my knees, resting his hands on my hips. I unzipped his pants, then my own. He shoved me onto my back and practically ripped the jeans from my legs. His lips traced kisses from my neck to my hips, pausing and looking up at me, a sly look on his face. He resembled the seventeen year old boy he’d been playing for years.
It was then that I let everything slide from my mind and melt away. All I needed was his arms, his lips, his velvet touch. Everything else seemed insignificant and miles away. Our passion made everything so much clearer now. Even with all our troubles, I was still painstakingly in love with Edward.
---
We lay entangled in the bed, our eyes set only on each other. Neither of us had spoken in hours, enjoying a quiet moment together. This moment wasn’t angry or sad, it was utter bliss. Or at least, all that creatures like us could manage.
His head lifted, breaking the gaze we’d shared. My eyes followed his and the burning started. The stinging pain in the back of throat rose from my chest and reached my mouth before I even realized why it was present. A fresh scent, blood had been spilled. It was close, close enough to sting my eyes. Edward’s eyes darted back towards mine, he was begging without saying a word. My eyes furrowed and I tried to ignore what my body wanted.
Edward rose from the bed, pulling the clothes on that lay all over the room. He was outside and offering help to someone. I could hear the thank-yous and sighs. It was difficult to hold my breath, knowing what I was missing. The scent of blood, that a former life had been revolted by, was now the sweetest smell to my kind.
I heard Edward saying good-bye and being his perfect self. They’d fallen for his dazzling ways, just as I once had. He opened the door, eyeing my nude form. A smirk crawled its way into the corner of his mouth. “It’s okay. I took care of it, love.” Oh, it had been so long since he’d called me ‘love’. It made my lips curl into a smile, and I took a long overdue deep breath.
“What was it?” I inquired. I didn’t much care, but thought I’d make conversation.
He grimaced and sat next to me on the bed. “Just some locals. One of them tried to give me a five. It was quite humorous.” He laughed and pulled me into his arms.
“It’s your dazzling charm. It gets those mortals every time. I should know,” I said smiling. He kissed my cheek and again took in my body, completely exposed. I wasn’t ashamed, as I thought I would be. I was comfortable, in a way I’d never been before. I couldn’t explain it.
“You need to put some clothes on before…,” but his words trailed off when I pulled him forward into a kiss. I knew exactly how this would end, no need for details.
---
“You should have taken that side road,” Edward bellowed. “We are going to get lost and if I’m not driving, I won’t know how to get back.”
“It’s fine! I can sense it, I know we are going the right way.” Edward was letting me drive, and I was completely surprised. But, I did know where we were going. I could smell the game we were hunting for, it was only a few miles away. My sense of smell was heightened due to my thirst being greater.
“You’re impossible. When you give up, let me know.” He’d crossed his arms and turned his face to stare out the window. It was so childlike, so juvenile. I wanted to laugh, but resisted. This is what I loved: how my own humanity had rubbed off on him.
I looked over again and could no longer hold back the laugher. He was pouting. Imagine it, Edward pouting! “You should see yourself!” I laughed even harder when he turned so I could see him. His lips were pursed and tight.
“You’re so insufferably stubborn. I know you’re going the wrong way, Bella. We should have been… oh, we’re here.” Edward hung his head in defeat and apologized with a quick kiss.
I rolled my eyes and flashed out of the car. I started running into the woods as fast as I could. I had to beat Edward this time, I just had to. I could hear him behind me, and I was sure he’d gain on me soon. Even with my increased powers, he was still faster than I was.
He grabbed my waist and we toppled to the ground. Edward was hovering over me and laughing, “Why do you continue to think you can outrun me?”
His lips met mine and I shoved him over, so I was on top. I straddled him and broke our kiss, “I guess I just think that maybe you’ll let me win sometime, and quit trying to prove you’re better than me.” I lifted myself up and crossed my arms. I was faking my disdain, and he knew it immediately.
“Oh, c’mon. Let’s go hunt. I’ll let you pick.” He pulled me into him and kissed my forehead before lifting us both up and taking my hand.
---
“I swear, this is the last time you drive. You crawl at a snail’s speed,” he joked.
“This is how normal people drive, you know. Not everyone whips around mountain roads at one hundred and five.”
“It just takes so long. Wait, where are we?,” he asked while looking out at the unfamiliar surroundings.
I took a long look and was sure that we had passed a place like this, but not exactly. It smelt different, alive somehow.
“Bella, you need to turn around,” Edward snarled, aware of something that I wasn’t.
“It’s fine, I’ll find a side road and turn around in a second.”
“No, Bella. You need to turn around right now,” he snapped. It made me shudder.
I felt the burn and slammed on the brakes. I was out of the car and running lightning fast through the darkened streets. A roar escaped my lips as I picked from the array of delicious scents. I could taste them, they were on my lips.
In the distance, I heard music playing and children laughing. There must be a celebration and how convenient, I thought. I couldn’t get there fast enough; the burning was building and slowing me down. Even though I knew I’d regret this decision later, I didn’t care. I longed for fresh blood. We’d not had much luck in the forest and I was still very thirsty. It was calling to me and begging to spill. Just a little longer, I was nearly there.
I caught the scent of a man, he was young and athletic. He would be a challenge and a treat. Thoughts ran through my head that I couldn’t ever express to Edward. How when my prey ran from my gleaning teeth, the blood always tasted better. I always let them get a head start, knowing that I’d catch them soon enough. The scents they exuded when they thought they were getting away were intoxicating.
I could see my prey, he was just ahead and I’d pluck him from the group of people without anyone knowing where he’d gone. So close, so close. I lurched forward, but something pulled me back. I was clawing and screaming, but the stone arms wouldn’t let me go.
Edward was dragging me back to the car, cursing and muttering under his breath. My arms and legs were flailing around and snapping at each warm body we passed. I couldn’t control it; the blood was making my head spin. I’d never been near so many people before, not since I’d been turned. I was unaware of myself, didn’t have any proper control of my actions. It was sensational.
I felt Edward push my body into the passenger’s side of his Volvo and dare me to move. I wanted to rush from the car, but fought it. The allure wasn’t as strong now, and I was finally receptive of Edward’s scowl. He slammed the door shut with more force than necessary and I was surprised it didn’t fall off the frame. He circled to the driver’s side, taking a moment before he entered the car. I didn’t look at his face; I hated to see just how much I’d disappointed him.
---
“That was too close, Bella! I can’t believe you’d take that chance. What were you even thinking? I wish for once you’d listen to me when I ask something of you!” Edward was yelling. It was a very rare occasion. I could hear the low growls in his chest. He was doing all he could to not shake me senseless.
“I’m… sorry, Edward.” My weak voice was barely a murmur. I was ashamed of making Edward this angry at me. He never yelled, especially not at me. I really felt like a small child being scolded now. I deserved it, though.
“That… that… Jesus, Bella. I didn’t know what to do! I wanted to strangle you for attempting that. I don’t understand you anymore.” He left the cabin, slamming the door as he exited.
I fell to the floor, clutching my stomach, pulling myself back together. Please let this not be it. I couldn’t stand to be left alone. I’d rather be dead; dead than alone for all eternity without Edward. All I could do was curl into a ball and choke back at the stinging pain in my chest: devoid of a heart to break, but hurting all the same.
rating. r
fandom/pairings. twilight / edward/bella
summary. There must be a celebration and how convenient, I thought. I couldn’t get there fast enough; the burning was building and slowing me down. Even though I knew I’d regret this decision later, I didn’t care. I longed for fresh blood.
chapters. I II III IV V
notes. Betaed by
sonacry. Title from Muse's Unintended. Originally posted here.Edward and I were never more in tune with each other than when we were hunting. Even though we couldn’t hear each other’s thoughts, we always knew what the other needed, or meant with a smile or nod of the head. He usually approached first, doing all the hard work that I wished he’d let me do. I knew he enjoyed it though, so I never fought him on it. And as I heard the loud thud that was our meal, I rushed to his side, ready to join him.
Edward was standing relaxed against a tree: A mess below his feet and not a hair out of place. “It’s all yours.” His eyes flickered from me to the heap at both of our feet.
I felt like a small child, my meal was prepared for me. I tried hard to hide the anger in my eyes, but Edward always saw through my pathetic attempts at a poker face.
“What is it now?” I hated the disgust in his tone. He really did sound like a father now, scolding me for not saying thank you and doing as I was told.
“It’s nothing. It’s just that… if you weren’t going to feed, you could have let me have the fun. It’s my meal, after all.” I was watching the beast sprawled out in front of me; its breathing was getting shallower. I’d have pity if I didn’t need it to survive. The old Bella would have had pity, but she was lost to me.
Edward pinched the bridge of his nose, but he wasn’t as upset as he tried to portray. I could tell, it always affected his breathing. “Just feed, it’ll get cold. We’ll talk about it when you’re done.” He turned on his heels and disappeared into the woods. He never did like to watch me feed; reminded him that I really was the creature he never wanted me to be.
---
“I don’t understand why you have to be so difficult about everything, Bella. Every day it is some other reason for you to throw a tantrum and pick a fight.”
Oh, he’d gone too far this time. The use of the word tantrum was the last nail in the coffin. If he thought I was impossible before… “You treat me like an infant! I’m not a child, Edward. I’m nearly twenty! Old enough to vote, join the army, get married.” I made sure to emphasize the final words, letting them hang in the air and collect dust. The blood I’d consumed felt like it was boiling under my skin.
Edward looked at my eyes cutting over to him in complete chagrin. His lips opened to speak, but closed soon after. His body language showed the confusion and anguish. If I wasn’t completely frozen in rage, I would have jumped into his lap, apologized, and kissed his perfect lips. He looked altogether wounded.
I turned my glare away from him when he glided across the room and sat on the arm of my chair. I had my head in my hands, willing tears that would not come. I was choking and gasping, my body trembled.
“Everything is an argument, Bella. I’m exhausted. I can’t fight you anymore.” His arms pulled me towards him and I gave in. I couldn’t deny my love of him, the need I still had for his closeness. We may be on the brink of a divorce, both from each other and our own sanity, but I wouldn’t deny myself these last few moments.
Suddenly, he was kissing my hair, my neck, my shoulders. I looked into his topaz eyes and saw a familiar hunger. Not for blood, but for my skin and my body. A growl erupted from Edward as I was ripped from the chair and thrown onto the bed. The sound was like an earthquake, worse was when our mouths met with a loud clap like thunder. His hands were pulling at my shirt, mine were doing their best to unbutton his. I grazed my teeth down his chest as I undid the last button. He pulled me to his mouth by my hair, shoving me hard into his chiseled torso. Our bare skin pressed together, and electricity flew through my body.
I pulled from his grasp and words filled my mouth. “Edward,” I mumbled. “I don’t.. I don’t know.” I was surprised at my own voice. I did know. I knew I wanted him, completely. I wanted his hands on my hips, his mouth pressed against the valley of my chest. Every part of me was aching with want.
His finger rested on my lips. “Please,” was all he said before his lips were pressed against mine again. I didn’t listen to the small voice in my worried mind that told me to stop. I wasn’t ready for this yet, I couldn’t do this, but I didn’t care anymore. I’d been reckless and careless for months now; this would just be something else to add to the list.
We fell onto each other, only half undressed, but ravishing each other like teenagers. Our hands were moving up and down each others body, feeling each dip and curve. He pursued my neck, biting and licking at my most sensitive spots. I sighed and moaned, begging him.
Quickly, he pulled me up onto my knees, resting his hands on my hips. I unzipped his pants, then my own. He shoved me onto my back and practically ripped the jeans from my legs. His lips traced kisses from my neck to my hips, pausing and looking up at me, a sly look on his face. He resembled the seventeen year old boy he’d been playing for years.
It was then that I let everything slide from my mind and melt away. All I needed was his arms, his lips, his velvet touch. Everything else seemed insignificant and miles away. Our passion made everything so much clearer now. Even with all our troubles, I was still painstakingly in love with Edward.
---
We lay entangled in the bed, our eyes set only on each other. Neither of us had spoken in hours, enjoying a quiet moment together. This moment wasn’t angry or sad, it was utter bliss. Or at least, all that creatures like us could manage.
His head lifted, breaking the gaze we’d shared. My eyes followed his and the burning started. The stinging pain in the back of throat rose from my chest and reached my mouth before I even realized why it was present. A fresh scent, blood had been spilled. It was close, close enough to sting my eyes. Edward’s eyes darted back towards mine, he was begging without saying a word. My eyes furrowed and I tried to ignore what my body wanted.
Edward rose from the bed, pulling the clothes on that lay all over the room. He was outside and offering help to someone. I could hear the thank-yous and sighs. It was difficult to hold my breath, knowing what I was missing. The scent of blood, that a former life had been revolted by, was now the sweetest smell to my kind.
I heard Edward saying good-bye and being his perfect self. They’d fallen for his dazzling ways, just as I once had. He opened the door, eyeing my nude form. A smirk crawled its way into the corner of his mouth. “It’s okay. I took care of it, love.” Oh, it had been so long since he’d called me ‘love’. It made my lips curl into a smile, and I took a long overdue deep breath.
“What was it?” I inquired. I didn’t much care, but thought I’d make conversation.
He grimaced and sat next to me on the bed. “Just some locals. One of them tried to give me a five. It was quite humorous.” He laughed and pulled me into his arms.
“It’s your dazzling charm. It gets those mortals every time. I should know,” I said smiling. He kissed my cheek and again took in my body, completely exposed. I wasn’t ashamed, as I thought I would be. I was comfortable, in a way I’d never been before. I couldn’t explain it.
“You need to put some clothes on before…,” but his words trailed off when I pulled him forward into a kiss. I knew exactly how this would end, no need for details.
---
“You should have taken that side road,” Edward bellowed. “We are going to get lost and if I’m not driving, I won’t know how to get back.”
“It’s fine! I can sense it, I know we are going the right way.” Edward was letting me drive, and I was completely surprised. But, I did know where we were going. I could smell the game we were hunting for, it was only a few miles away. My sense of smell was heightened due to my thirst being greater.
“You’re impossible. When you give up, let me know.” He’d crossed his arms and turned his face to stare out the window. It was so childlike, so juvenile. I wanted to laugh, but resisted. This is what I loved: how my own humanity had rubbed off on him.
I looked over again and could no longer hold back the laugher. He was pouting. Imagine it, Edward pouting! “You should see yourself!” I laughed even harder when he turned so I could see him. His lips were pursed and tight.
“You’re so insufferably stubborn. I know you’re going the wrong way, Bella. We should have been… oh, we’re here.” Edward hung his head in defeat and apologized with a quick kiss.
I rolled my eyes and flashed out of the car. I started running into the woods as fast as I could. I had to beat Edward this time, I just had to. I could hear him behind me, and I was sure he’d gain on me soon. Even with my increased powers, he was still faster than I was.
He grabbed my waist and we toppled to the ground. Edward was hovering over me and laughing, “Why do you continue to think you can outrun me?”
His lips met mine and I shoved him over, so I was on top. I straddled him and broke our kiss, “I guess I just think that maybe you’ll let me win sometime, and quit trying to prove you’re better than me.” I lifted myself up and crossed my arms. I was faking my disdain, and he knew it immediately.
“Oh, c’mon. Let’s go hunt. I’ll let you pick.” He pulled me into him and kissed my forehead before lifting us both up and taking my hand.
---
“I swear, this is the last time you drive. You crawl at a snail’s speed,” he joked.
“This is how normal people drive, you know. Not everyone whips around mountain roads at one hundred and five.”
“It just takes so long. Wait, where are we?,” he asked while looking out at the unfamiliar surroundings.
I took a long look and was sure that we had passed a place like this, but not exactly. It smelt different, alive somehow.
“Bella, you need to turn around,” Edward snarled, aware of something that I wasn’t.
“It’s fine, I’ll find a side road and turn around in a second.”
“No, Bella. You need to turn around right now,” he snapped. It made me shudder.
I felt the burn and slammed on the brakes. I was out of the car and running lightning fast through the darkened streets. A roar escaped my lips as I picked from the array of delicious scents. I could taste them, they were on my lips.
In the distance, I heard music playing and children laughing. There must be a celebration and how convenient, I thought. I couldn’t get there fast enough; the burning was building and slowing me down. Even though I knew I’d regret this decision later, I didn’t care. I longed for fresh blood. We’d not had much luck in the forest and I was still very thirsty. It was calling to me and begging to spill. Just a little longer, I was nearly there.
I caught the scent of a man, he was young and athletic. He would be a challenge and a treat. Thoughts ran through my head that I couldn’t ever express to Edward. How when my prey ran from my gleaning teeth, the blood always tasted better. I always let them get a head start, knowing that I’d catch them soon enough. The scents they exuded when they thought they were getting away were intoxicating.
I could see my prey, he was just ahead and I’d pluck him from the group of people without anyone knowing where he’d gone. So close, so close. I lurched forward, but something pulled me back. I was clawing and screaming, but the stone arms wouldn’t let me go.
Edward was dragging me back to the car, cursing and muttering under his breath. My arms and legs were flailing around and snapping at each warm body we passed. I couldn’t control it; the blood was making my head spin. I’d never been near so many people before, not since I’d been turned. I was unaware of myself, didn’t have any proper control of my actions. It was sensational.
I felt Edward push my body into the passenger’s side of his Volvo and dare me to move. I wanted to rush from the car, but fought it. The allure wasn’t as strong now, and I was finally receptive of Edward’s scowl. He slammed the door shut with more force than necessary and I was surprised it didn’t fall off the frame. He circled to the driver’s side, taking a moment before he entered the car. I didn’t look at his face; I hated to see just how much I’d disappointed him.
---
“That was too close, Bella! I can’t believe you’d take that chance. What were you even thinking? I wish for once you’d listen to me when I ask something of you!” Edward was yelling. It was a very rare occasion. I could hear the low growls in his chest. He was doing all he could to not shake me senseless.
“I’m… sorry, Edward.” My weak voice was barely a murmur. I was ashamed of making Edward this angry at me. He never yelled, especially not at me. I really felt like a small child being scolded now. I deserved it, though.
“That… that… Jesus, Bella. I didn’t know what to do! I wanted to strangle you for attempting that. I don’t understand you anymore.” He left the cabin, slamming the door as he exited.
I fell to the floor, clutching my stomach, pulling myself back together. Please let this not be it. I couldn’t stand to be left alone. I’d rather be dead; dead than alone for all eternity without Edward. All I could do was curl into a ball and choke back at the stinging pain in my chest: devoid of a heart to break, but hurting all the same.
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