How does one start a Twlight fanfiction off with a bang?

...put in one drunk Mike Newton trying to rape Bella

...then put in a drunk Mike Newton trying to fight Edward

Mix it all together and you get the opening of this fanfic.

disclaimer: i ain't be ownin' twilight anytime soon

"Edward..." Bella cooed seductively.

Warily wrapping his arms around her, he desperately tried to stay in control of himself. His body shook with need and his eyes were as black as coal. He dragged his lips from her mouth to her neck and he gently kissed the tender skin that was there. Doing his best to restrain himself, he could feel the blood pulsing through her body; he could hear the frantic thrumming of her heart. His body ached for her, but he would deny himself of the forbidden fruit once again. He couldn't allow himself to give in... he was all too aware of the fact that he indeed... could kill her if his control slipped even for a second.

As he sat with her on the edge of his bed, the moonlight shone through the windows, making Bella's skin glow with a certain radiance that Edward was sure that only angels could achieve. Both nearly out of breath, her hand made it's way to a certain place between his legs that ached for her touch. Quickly though, he caught her hand.

"Easy, love..." he whispered roughly, his lips touching her ear. "You test the thin boundaries of my self-control."

She gently pulled away from him and looked into his needy, hungry eyes. Her lips curled into a sexy smirk, and she didn't even have to say a word... because Edward knew what she was about to say:

Then don't restrain yourself. Take me.


"Edward..." she pleaded.

"You know that I love you, but I cannot risk hurting you. We have to wait until after we're married and after I..." he cringed, "change you."

Bella drew in a breath and sighed, staring into his captivating coal black eyes. He pulled her into his arms and sighed.

"Don't leave..." she begged, although she already knew the answer.

"Bella..." his soft, velvet voice spoke. "If I don't feed soon, I could become quite a danger to you."

"I'll take my chances..." she pleaded, kissing his parched, thirsty lips. Her tongue entered his mouth as he kissed back, and she ran her tongue over his teeth, making a purr like sound escape from his lips.

She smirked, "And what was that?"

"They're sensitive..." he replied, looking away. "And you need to be careful not to do that again."

"W-why?" she didn't know whether to be hurt or afraid.

"Because..." he whispered, his lips touching her ear once again, "If you do that again..."

Bella shivered under his touch.

"I won't be able to control myself."

She smirked, I'll keep that in mind for next time...

Taking her face in his hands, he smiled, his coal eyes burning through her.

"I have to meet up with the others to hunt. I'm sure they're not happy with me holding them up..."

He kissed her forehead, then got up and walked to his bedroom door. He looked back at her, his eyes drinking her in. She had an adorable pout on her face while she sat on the edge of his bed in her black lingerie. She was wearing one of his favorite pieces to see on her... a black silk dress that had a "v" cut and that went down to a little above her knee. He smirked, c'mon... be a gentleman.

"I'll be back soon, love. You'll be safe here... and if you need anything, you know my cell number."

She nodded, but the sadness in her eyes was not shaken. He drew in a breath and opened his bedroom door. He desperately wanted to stay with her, but he feared that if he ignored his thirst for much longer, he might sink his teeth into his singer's delicate flesh.

"Edward-" his angel spoke up.

He turned to look at her.

She looked down and smiled, "I love you."

He smiled, "I love you too, Bella."

And like that, he was gone... out hunting with his family at- she checked the clock, 11:42 P.M. Yawning, she laid back on Edward's soft bed and stared at the ceiling. It didn't take her very long to drift to sleep and into dreams about her vampire.

xx--xx--xx Edward's POV xx--xx--xx

There was something in the air that made me uneasy tonight. I couldn't tell what was making me feel so uneasy, but I didn't like it.

I wanted to calm my thirst and get back to Bella as soon as I could.

"Edward!" I heard Emmett shout.

I looked over to him as we ran.

"Mountain lions coming up, bro!"

I grinned in excitement, and my worries were forgotten at the moment.

xx--xx--xx Bella's POV xx--xx--xx

I was trying to drift back to sleep after waking up to a strange noise.

"Edward...?" I called out to the darkness.

No answer.

"Edward... is that you?"

A laugh filled the room and I shot up in Edward's bed, the comforter sliding off the top of my body.

That laugh most definitely did not belong to Edward.

I had a bad feeling about this that I just couldn't shake. I heard footsteps and saw a dark figure open Edward's bedroom door then close it tightly.

"Bella... my sweet, sweet Bella..."

I recognized his voice from somewhere...

"Mike...?" I asked, "Mike Newton?"

"You remember me, eh? Good. You'll be screaming it in pleasure in a little while..."

He moved towards me, and I warily moved backwards on the bed, trembling.

"You look very sexy in that lingerie, Bella."

"What are you d-doing here, Mike?" I stuttered.

"Where is your Edward tonight?"

"He...he..." I stuttered. What was I supposed to say? He was out hunting with his family at midnight?

"He isn't here." Mike stated simply.

Before I could react, Mike had taken a piece of cloth and tied my wrists to the top of the bedframe. I tried to pull out of his grasp but he was too strong. I didn't have enough strength. I was terrified. I needed Edward.

I was not a vampire. And at that moment, I was angry for not being one to defend myself.

"Mike, stop... what are you doing?" I whimpered.

I watched him from the bed as he stood in front of me and stripped himself of everything except his boxers. I swallowed hard and my eyes started to tear as it all pieced together.

Mike Newton was going to rape me and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Shh my Bella..." he said as he stepped into the moonlight that shone on Edward's bed, "I'm going to pleasure you in ways that Edward hasn't."

His expression terrified me. His eyes didn't show friendship like they did in school... but anger and lust. I rather look into a vampire's eyes than to look into his.

"Edward..." I whimpered into the air, tears flowing down my cheeks. "Save me..."

"I don't want to hear his name out of your mouth, Bella. If I hear it, I might have to silence you by putting something in your mouth."

"You're drunk!" I realized, shifting uncomfortably.

He chuckled, and my heart was pounding so hard that I thought it might jump out of my chest. I had to get free, I had to escape... Edward wasn't here. I had to stand up for myself. I had to...

Mike crawled on top of me, caressing my bare leg, creeping further and further up.

"You're trembling, Bella... you're a virgin, aren't you?"

I didn't respond to his forward question, and he chuckled darkly.

"This makes breaking you even more pleasurable. Edward has done a bad job of sating your needs, huh?" he spat.

I scoffed, "Edward won't let you get away with this."

"What did I tell you about saying his name?"

My eyes widened.

"That's right, Bella. Now for your punishment..."

He fumbled with the slit in his boxers.

"Stay away from me!" I shouted.

"He'll never know... he replied, coming towards me.

Apparently, he didn't know Edward very well.

xx--xx--xx Edward's POV xx--xx--xx

I caught my second mountain lion of the night when I saw Alice suddenly freeze up. She looked as if she was almost in pain. I could tell that she was seeing something that I couldn't.

"E...Edward..." she whimpered, trembling and dropping to her knees.

"Alice?!" I shouted, going over to her.

I looked into her thoughts and into her vision to see what the problem was...

I saw Bella asleep in my room with a smile on her face. Suddenly, I saw her fragile figure shoot up and look around. She looked... afraid.

"Edward...?" she called out my name and looked around frantically.

"Edward... is that you?"

I heard a laugh fill the room and it sounded familar... I've heard it before...

"Bella... my sweet, sweet Bella..."

My teeth clenched together. What was a man doing in MY room calling MY Bella-

"Mike?" Bella spoke up, "Mike Newton?"

That's who it was!

"You remember me, eh? Good. You'll be screaming it in pleasure in a little while..."

I growled. He wouldn't dare! I saw him move towards my angel, and she stumbled backwards on the bed.

"You look very sexy in that lingerie, Bella."

My eyes narrowed at his comment.

"What are you d-doing here, Mike?"

"Where is your Edward tonight?"

Mike Newton, you will not live to see tomorrow if you do anything to her.

"He...he..." she stuttered.

"He isn't here." Mike stated simply.

I saw Mike and Bella struggling for a second before I realized that he had tied her hands to the bedframe. I saw the fear in Bella's eyes, I saw her body trembling. Run, Bella... don't let him... I watched her writhe against his grasp to no avail.

She was not a vampire, and I knew that at that moment, she wished that she was. I strongly told her that I would not change her.

"Mike, stop... what are you doing?"

My eyes widened when I realized that Mike stripped off all his clothes except his boxers.

"Shh my Bella..." he said, "I'm going to pleasure you in ways that Edward hasn't."

I growled.

"Edward..." I heard her whisper, "Save me..."

"I don't want to hear his name out of your mouth, Bella. If I hear it, I might have to silence you by putting something in your mouth."

My fists were clenched so hard that I was sure that if I wasn't a vampire, my hands would have been bleeding.

"You're drunk!"

I watched Mike crawl on top of her, touching her leg and trailing further and further up.

"You're trembling, Bella... you're a virgin, aren't you?"

I was ready to kill him. I knew she was a virgin. Being a vampire, I could smell the difference. Her virginity belonged to me and no one else. Mike chuckled darkly when Bella didn't respond.

"This makes breaking you even more pleasurable. Edward has done a bad job of sating your needs, huh?" he spat.

A feral growl ripped from my throat. I was going to kill him! KILL HIM!

"Edward won't let you get away with this."

That's my Bella.

"What did I tell you about saying his name?"

My eyes narrowed once again.

"That's right, Bella. Now for your punishment..."

I saw him fumble with the slit in his boxers, and I was already half way through the forest while the rest of Alice's thoughts played in my head.

"Stay away from me!" she shouted.

"He'll never know..." he hissed.

Apparently, he didn't know me very well.

xx--xx--xx Bella's POV xx--xx--xx

Mike's kisses were rough and disgusting. They showed lust... no love like Edward's. His lips went down to my neck and I hiccuped through my tears.

"Disgusting..." he hissed into my neck. "You smell like Edward."

I couldn't help but smirk, and Mike seemed to catch it.

"You think that's funny, Bella?"

I looked at him through teary eyes as he cupped my breasts.

"Do you love me, Bella?" he asked.

I swallowed hard.

"Tell me... yes... or no."

I shook my head, no. He glowered at me and took out a knife from his pants pocket on the floor. He put the cold blade against my neck.

"Edward won't be able to save you..."

More tears.

xx--xx--xx Edward's POV xx--xx--xx

At the speed I was running, it only took five minutes to get back to my house. I threw open my bedroom door to see Bella and Mike... just like in Alice's vision. I growled through clenched teeth.

"Get off of her." I hissed viciously, venom dripping from my voice.

Mike Newton smirked, and I saw that he held a knife in his hand. I realized then that I was too generous to have given him a choice to get off of her. I should have slaughtered him right then.

"Close your eyes, love." I said to Bella.

She obliged and shut her eyes. Mike got off of the bed and stood in front of me with his fists raised.

"I'm the two-year boxing champion at school, so come and try to land one on me!" he said confidently.

I heard Bella giggle, and I almost laughed.


I lunged toward Mike before he could even blink, and the sickening sound of breaking bones and spilled blood echoed the four walls of my room.

xx--xx--xx Bella's POV xx--xx--xx

"You can open your eyes, love."

I felt my hands were released and they covered my eyes that were pouring tears. I felt Edward sat on the bed beside me and his strong arms wrapped around my trembling body. He inhaled the scent of my hair and closed his eyes.

"Are you hurt?" he asked, his eyes suddenly widening. "Bella, you're-"


Well, apparently my neck had a small slice in it where Mike had pressured the knife against my skin. His eyes darkened, and he growled low.

"Edward..." I mumbled, moving away from him. "Hold your breath."

"He hurt you, Bella..." he whispered, still breathing. Suddenly, I felt his tongue against my skin, licking at the cut.

"Bellllaaa..." he purred. "You taste delicious."

I blushed and he chuckled. He must have realized I was trembling because he pulled away.

"I didn't mean to..." he licked his lips, "scare you."

Reaching up to the cut on my neck, I realized that the blood was gone and the wound was closed.

"Edward..." I whimpered, wrapping my arms around him. His arms wrapped around me in reassurance.

"It's alright now... You're safe..." he whispered into my ear.

After everyone in the house checked up on me, and after Emmett took out Mike's broken body, I was finally laying along with Edward on the bed.

"How did you know?" I questioned in the silence.

"Know what, love?" he asked in his soft, velvet voice.

"That Mike-"

"Don't say his name, Bella. You're wasting your breath."

I sighed.

"Alice had a vision. I looked into her thoughts and saw the whole thing."

"You... saw the whole thing?"

He nodded, pulling me closer to him, and I smiled as I inhaled his scent.

"Is it true, Bella?"

"Is... what true?"

"I'm doing a 'bad job of sating your needs'?"

I feverently shook my head and giggled, "You're doing a fine job."

"Bella." He sounded serious.

He seemed unconvinced.

"Really, Edward."

His lips touched my ear and I heard him whisper:

"I don't believe you, love. Your body tells me otherwise."

His cold fingers traced up my leg and electricity shot through me. I could tell that he was smirking in the darkness.

"I might not be able to wait for marriage, love..." he whispered hoarsely.

I felt blood rush to my cheeks.

"I want to make you mine and no one elses. I want to make you mine so that no one else ever touches you..." he whispered.

I felt him kiss my neck.

"I want to hear you scream my name in utter pleasure as I ram into you..." he said darkly.

I smirked and came up with an evil plan. There was one week before our marriage, and because he had made me wait so long to have him, I would make him wait for me... and by the sound of desperation and need in his voice, lets just say... this was going to be one hell of a week.