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My Shiny Freak	By : Prettyflour Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 3183 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 9: Hunting Blows
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I love running. Never thought I would think that. Bella 'the super klutz' Swan running at unimaginable speeds and avoiding all objects in my path. Who would have thought?
Emmett was right. I can run fast. Faster than a car, maybe even faster than a train. All I know is that Edward has been screaming for me to stop, begging me to let him catch up, but I am not done making him chase me.
The wind on my face feels so good. My eyes can see everything. The trees whipping by my head, every leaf, every imperfection, every rock, every blade of grass, patch of moss... I can see it all. I can see the air swirling with dust motes and pollen. Who knew pollen looked so cool. It is star shaped and yellow.
My legs finally stop. I close my eyes and now that I can't see, I notice the sounds. The same wind that made my face tingle, is making music. I laugh to myself.
The laugh was short lived as I heard Edward come up behind me and Emmett right behind him.
"Damn Edward, she is way faster than you."
Edward grabbed my hand and pulled me back the way we came. We walked for a few minutes in silence. There was a clearing up ahead. We stopped just a few feet short of it. He turned and looked at me.
"I want you to close your eyes."
A part of me wanted to defy him, but I figured the sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can go home, so I closed my eyes.
"What do you hear?"
"Everything. The wind, the rustling leaves, and..."
There was a beat. It is fast and steady. It is louder than anything else and it is making my mouth water.
"What is that?"
"You don't recognize it?"
I shook my head.
"Try taking a deep breathe through your nose."
As I inhaled, something started happening to me. I could feel my body tense and my nostrils flare. Whatever this sound is, I need to find it. My hands started to shake and I couldn't hold still any longer. I started running toward the sound. I wasn't doing anything intentionally. It was like my body has a mind if its own. The scent was ringing in my head. I opened my eyes and realized that a new staring contest had begun, but this time it was me vs a deer. The poor fucker didn't stand a chance. I had my hand on its neck before it even thought to run. I could feel its bones breaking in my hands. My fingers nails were cutting open its flesh and when it started bleeding, I started drinking. I heard Emmett laughing at me while I tried taking every last drop I could get from it.
"I think you got it all." He teased.
I looked down at the carcass at feet and I dropped to my knees. I killed this creature. What the hell kind of evil is in me? I wanted to get up and walk away but I couldn't move. The sobs started coming from my chest and started to come out my mouth. I clenched my feet and held my breathe. I could feel Edward's hands on my shoulder.
"Get your fucking hands off of me." I jumped up and spun around.
"I'm done."
Edward looked confused. "You're not thirsty anymore?"
"I am thirsty, but I am not going to do that again."
"Bella, you did fine." I sense a condescending tone to his voice.
"Fine? Fine? I just killed a living thing. I am not fine. I am filled with guilt and disgust over what I just did."
He put his head down and ran his fingers through his hair. "I am sorry, but you need blood. Would you rather take the life of an animal or I could let you loose around some humans? Then you would know what real guilt is."
I scoffed and turned around. "I could never kill a human."
He laughed. I growled.
"Oh yes you could. I saw what happened back there. As soon as you heard the heartbeat and smelled the blood, you hunted and you killed. It is called self preservation and following your instincts. Had that deer been a human, the draw to it would have been one hundred times stronger. The desire you would feel would be unparalleled to anything else. You would have not been able to stop yourself."
"And would you have let me?"
"If that deer had been a human, I don't think I could have stopped you, even with Emmett's help. I told you, you are incredibly strong right now. Stronger than you will ever be."
"Strong enough to kick your ass?"
He cracked a smile. "Easily."
"Hhmmmm... Don't temp me."
ARG! The burn in my throat is insane. The blood from the deer was just a tease. It quenched my thirst for a few minutes and now I am back to square one.
I sat and watched Edward, for a little hunting demonstration. He wanted to show me how to do it swiftly and with as little pain as possible. At first, I didn't watch. I didn't want to see him kill anything any more than I wanted to do it myself. I glanced over for a second, but when I saw him, I was entranced. The way he moved was calculated, but fluid. He had an arrogance about him that was attractive in a weird primal way. It was hard to watch him take down the elk, but I admired the fact that he tried to make it quick and painless. His lips secured the wounds and he didn't spill a drop. Unlike myself, who is currently covered in blood and fur. I look like I just stepped out of a bad slasher flick.
His eyes met mine and he stopped drinking. The smell from the blood was turning my throat into an inferno. It took every ounce of control to stay in this spot. I wanted that elk. I wanted Edward to give it to me. Hunting blows...
Edward stood up and motioned for me to come over. I walked over slowly, resisting the urge to lick my lips.
"Please drink. I know that you are hurting."
I wasn't going to refuse. I didn't mind taking the blood, as long as I was not responsible for the kill. It was hot and soothing to my throat. I relished the satisfaction.
I had Edward kill one more deer for me. What did I tell you? A complete sucker...
"I really am done now."
"Good, why don't we go home so you can change."
I looked down at my blood stained clothes. Jesus Christ, I am a mess. I need to rid myself of this shirt. The smell of the blood in getting to me. I pulled the shirt up and over my head and then I looked over to Edward.
"I'll beat you home."
"Probably."
I huffed. "Probably? I am faster than you and you know it."
"Uh huh." His eyes drifted down and I knew he wasn't listening to me.
"Can you stop staring at my breasts for a minute?"
He smiled and stepped in front of me.
"Mmmm... No."
He traced the lining of my bra with his fingers and the moment I felt his skin on mine, I shivered in anticipation.
I don't know if he jumped on me or if I jumped on him, but it didn't matter. I was hungry for his touch and he was happy to oblige me. I'm getting better at not using so much force when touching him and I will admit, I really like touching him. Hearing him moan in pleasure from my touch is very satisfying to me. Having sex with him made me feel like an animal. With him above me, my head in the dirt, my hands on his back, pushing him into me. I didn't just want him, I needed him. There is no other explanation, jaw raw need.
Afterward, I lay naked with Edward on top me me, his head on my chest.
"What are you thinking about?" He whispered.
I laughed at his mute mind reading abilities.
"I am thing that you are a Bella magnet."
"No, I think you are a Edward magnet, because once I come a few inches from you, I have to touch you. I can't stop myself."
"Hey, what did Emmett mean when he said I was your singer?"
Edward rolled off of me onto his side and rested his head in his hand.
"I told you that we don't hunt humans. That takes am incredible amount of restraint, but we have spent decades learning how to control ourselves. We can be fairly comfortable around humans for the most part, but we sometimes encounter a person who's blood is more attractive to us, much more than any others. To the point where no amount of control can make us resist. When you were human, your blood called to me, or it sang to me. That is what they call a singer."
"And I was your singer? You're certain?"
"Yes, I am. Bella, I have been around a long time. I can be around humans with ease, but you... you are a giant Edward magnet with a pull so strong, you took all of my control away with just a look."
"Has this ever happened to you before?"
"No, but I have heard about singers. Emmett had a singer once."
"Rosalie was his singer?"
Edward rolled onto his back. "No. Rose was not his singer."
"What did he do?"
"What I would have done if Alice hadn't pulled me off of you."
He stood and held his hand out to me.
"Come on. Get dressed and let's run."
We ran back to the house. We had run about one hundred miles away to hunt. We made it back to the house in no time. What an awesome way to travel. I will never need to buy a car. When we came in sight of the house, I was floored. It was massive. Two stories and lots and lots of windows. The entire rear of the house was glass. There was no questioning it. This family has money.
We walked into the house to find Rose and Emmett in the living room. Emmett waved at me and Rosalie stood prada clad and sour pussed. An awkward silence would be an understatement. It is time to get this over with.
"Rosalie, if you have something to say, say it or get over it."
"You should have listened to me."
"I did listen to you. It's not my fault Edward is a fucking stalker. I didn't do anything to provoke him."
"Stop it Rose." Emmett said and he tried to play with her hair and she was slapping him away. "She was his singer. He had no choice."
She growled and grabbed him by the balls.
"He had a choice. Just like I have a choice right now. To squeeze or not to squeeze."
I could not contain my laughter. I think I like Rosalie.
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