x x I'll Eat You Alive x x

xx OOC/AU: You are about to enter a twisted version of Twilight. I implore you to be open-minded for maximum enjoyment of this story.

xx Here's a warning... Flames are not taken lightly. I respect your honest opinion, but if you intend to bash this story shamelessly, expect a response.

xx This fic contains: dark themes, lemons, limes, and all the other fruits in the basket (sex sex sex sex)...

xx I was told that some chapters in this story relate to a SasukexSakura fanfic called Schön, by angel-puppeteer. I want everyone to be aware (before I get a million more cruel comments) that I did not, in any way, mean to plagiarize this story or the author. I am writing about a completely different topic, have never heard of angel's stories before, and if one or two chapters relate to that Schön, I'm sorry. I'm not perfect. It hurts when you put your heart into writing something, only to be told that it's been written before. Before you even message me about the similarities, please understand that I have messaged angel-puppeteer about this myself. If she tells me to remove something, then I will.

xx This story starts off a couple of months after Edward leaves Bella (beginning of New Moon).

.: I'll Eat You Alive :.
.: I'm sorry... so sorry... your beauty is so vain. It drives me... yes it drives me... absolutely insane :.

Edward was gone.

Gone.

Bella went on living with the fact that he would never come back. Every night, she re-lived the horror of the evening that he left her through her nightmares. He told her he didn't need her. He told her he didn't want her.

And she couldn't tell that he was lying straight to her face.

This rainy day was like every other day in Forks, Washington. Isabella Swan picked up her backpack and left her house without even saying goodbye to her father. He was deeply upset by it, but he knew what the reason was... and that, of course, was Edward's departure from her life. Charlie wasn't even sure why he suddenly left. He knew that they both deeply loved each other... but his leaving tore Bella apart. She still loved him... deeply. Even though she'd deny it.

Bella headed to her driveway when she saw a running car with Jake, her best friend, leaning against the side.

"Morning Bells," he said with a smile and a gentle hug.

"Morning Jake," she said, almost emotionless.

"Will you at least smile for me today?" he pleaded, letting her go and holding her by her shoulders.

She nodded bleakly and smiled, "Fine... fine..."

With a gentle laugh, she went into the passenger seat of his car-- like she did every morning-- and he drove her to school.

"Are you old enough to drive this?" she asked this question on a daily basis.

"You gonna tell on me?" he teased, smirking at her.

She shook her head and he watched the road.

"You know, Bella... I want you to be happy... for just... one day... can you forget about him?"

Her heart skipped a beat. She knew who the "him" he was referring to was.

"I don't want to forget about him..." she whimpered, Edward's last words running through her head:

"It'll be as if I never existed..."

It was the usual day: drag through each class until lunch. She hated her lunch period. No one would speak to her because she was so upset over Edward. She was hurt by this gesture from her "friends", but sat with them anyway... because there was no where else to sit.

That table at the corner of the cafeteria where her best friends and her love sat... was empty.

"Every day she's like this..." she heard someone next to her say.

Mike looked over at her with sympathy in his eyes. Bella looked down. She didn't want sympathy.

"No wonder why he ditched her..."

"I know... she didn't deserve him..."

"I wonder if he was dared to date her..."

The table erupted with laughter and giggles and Bella got up and walked out of the cafeteria-- into the hallway.

It was empty.

... like her heart.

Putting her back against the wall, she slid down in silence and buried her face in her knees. Tears fell-- as they always did.

The day dragged on particularly slowly for Bella, but the final bell eventually came and she headed out to find Jacob and his car. It wasn't that hard when he was waving her down.

"How was your day?" he asked with a smile.

She was thankful he was not in her lunch period-- he would have started a fight with the people who were saying those cruel words to her...

"Super," she said sarcastically.

Jacob sighed and led her into his car. Turning on the ignition, they headed back towards Bella's house. When they arrived, Jacob grabbed her hand before she could leave the car.

"Bella," he said seriously.

She looked at the hand that was on hers, then to him.

"Jake?" she questioned.

"You know I'm here for you, right? No matter what, I'm here for you."

She nodded, "And I'm grateful for that, Jake. I'll always be."

He seemed satisfied with her answer because he let her go and smiled.

"I love you Bells," he finalized. But you don't know how much.

"I love you too, Jake," she replied. As my best friend...

Bella saw that Charlie's car was not in the driveway, which meant the house was empty. She unlocked the door and stepped inside. She brushed off the water from her hair and shrugged off her jacket. She jogged up the stairs to her bedroom and collapsed on her bed, sighing.

"Why did you leave...?" she mumbled into her pillow.

A sudden beep from her computer caught her attention and she sat up. Wandering over to it, she moved the mouse, getting it out of sleep mode. A text document was open... and she couldn't remember when she'd done that. Was Charlie in here? In pixelated letters, on the screen, was:

I'm back for you, love.

Her eyes widened, and she continued to read...

And I'm not leaving until you're mine.

The message was warning her... but she wasn't scared. She was robbed of emotion. But this message... there was only one person who called her "love", and that was...

She dare not think the name. She didn't want to cry.

Not now.

Not yet.

Not again.

But, if what she was thinking was, indeed true, that would mean Edward had been in her room. That would mean Edward was back in Forks. That would mean... he still loved her?...

... no. Let's not hope for too much, she thought to herself.

She looked to the window that Edward would always used to sneak into her room at night and smiled... something she hadn't done in awhile. It had been months since he left, and she thought that he had taken her smile away with him.

She noticed that the window was cracked open. She also knew that she hadn't opened the window... and for what reason would Charlie? Her heartbeat accelerated. Even if her mind was playing tricks on her, she was enjoying every second of it.

Perhaps later, she thought to herself, I'll put myself in mortal danger and I'll hear his voice...

It was horrible that she stooped to that level... but it was the only thing that kept her... partially sane.

In the crack of the window was a small slip of paper; she noticed it and delicately removed it. She unfolded it and it read...

Meet me a mile into the woods behind your house.

It was his handwriting. She knew she couldn't be going crazy now. For God's sake, this time she had proof!

Tonight at midnight.

Don't be late, love... or I'll come looking for you.

He did exist. He was alive. It wasn't a twisted fairytale that she threw herself into.

Tonight at midnight.

Tonight at midnight.

I'll be there.

Charlie came home a few hours later, and at 6:00 that night, they sat down at dinner together. Little did she know that it would be her last dinner with him for a long while...

"So, how was school?" he asked, attempting to make a conversation.

Absolutely excited about tonight, she her smile practically lit up the room when she answered, "Good".

"Why are you so happy all the sudden? -- not that I dislike it, Bells. I love the mood change."

She came up with the quickest excuse possible, "Must be a girl thing."

He didn't ask her any other "girl related" questions for the rest of dinner. He gets grossed out with that kind of stuff, and he would hardly touch on subjects like that. Sometimes, he acted more like a friend than a father.

"Well, I'm headed to bed, dad," she said, giddy.

Hardly.

"Okay Bells, night," he said, heading to the T.V.

Upstairs in her room, Bella got ready. She fixed her hair and put on a black, hooded sweatshirt with a pair of dark jeans. She smiled at herself in the mirror, content. Looking over to her clock, it was 11:00. Almost time... so she figured she would execute her escape from the house starting now.

Hearing Charlie snoring in his room, she sneaked above the creaking floors to the front door. She took a key from her jacket pocket, but left her jacket hanging up. She figured her heavy sweatshirt would be enough as she slipped the key to her house into one of the back pockets of her jeans. She didn't realize that she wouldn't be coming home...

... for a long time.

Going out the door and into the gentle rain, she walked briskly through the night. She pulled her hood up and shivered in the darkness. Perhaps she should have brought her jacket after all...

The woods were dark and she worked very hard to not trip- clinging to branches and trees along the way.

With my sense of direction, Bella thought to herself, I'll end up in the middle of Ohio.

Walking for God knows how long, she stopped and looked around. She was shivering and her clothes were drenched. The fact dawned on her that she could be walking to her death. Why hadn't she thought of that before? What if someone was tricking her, and was leading out here to kill her.

She mentally slapped herself.

"Ah..choo!" she sneezed, her back leaning against a tree. "I'm so stupid... I never learn do I..." she mumbled to herself.

The eerie silence surrounded her.

"I could die freezing out here..." she sneezed again, "And it'll be all my fault... for believing that I would actually see him again..."

Her tears joined with the cold rain.

"I won't let you die, Isabella Swan," a strong voice confirmed.

Bella's eyes widened, and she looked around... frightened. The rain came to a slow stop, and the wet ground and dripping leaves were the only signs of moisture.

"H-Hello?" she stammered, not sure where the voice had come from.

No answer.

"Anyone there...?" she was getting scared.

"Hello, love," the voice replied.

Her body froze, "Stop playing tricks on me!" she yelled at her dilusional mind.

She heard a brisk sound of leaves being stepped on and she became suddenly afraid. Taking some steps backwards, a vine tripped her and she plummeted towards the ground.

"Ahh!" she said, angry with herself... and realizing two arms had caught her.

Without turning around to see who it was, the person stood her up and wrapped their arms around her waist.

"I'm back for you, love."

Bella turned around and tears came to her eyes, "Ed-Edward?!"

And sure enough, there he stood. His messy reddish bronze hair and his crooked smile. Something was different though... something was... disturbing.

He smiled at her and she went into his arms-- he held her tightly.

"I swear I will never let you go again, Bella..." he spoke softly... and menacingly at the same time.

She cried into his shirt that was already wet from the rain.

"Bella... do you know why I'm back?" he asked roughly.

She looked up at him and noticed how black his eyes were. How thirsty he must be.

"Edward... you're thirsty..." she whimpered.

He nodded and licked his lips. Her eyes widened.

"You smell delicious, love..." he purred into her ear.

Something is very wrong...

"Edward...?" she questioned.

His lips traveled from her ear to her collarbone, than back again. She trembled.

"Such sweet blood... I couldn't stay away... I came back for you."

"Does... anyone know that... you're back?"

"No... Not even Alice knows..."

"H-How?"

"I found a way to block myself from her visions..." he spoke roughly. "And you as well..."

She was about to start another sentence when he cut in again.

"I'm taking you away with me--"

"Edward, you've changed..."

"You're right..." he hissed sadistically, "Being deprived of what one lusts for can cause insanity..."

He pulled her body close to his; warm and cold colliding. His lips hungrily kissed her's.

"Come away with me..." he whispered into her ear, licking and nibbling on her earlobe.

Her body was shaking.

"A-away with you?" she whimpered as he roughly pushed her against a tree- her back making contact with the cold bark.

His lips roughly kissed her tender neck.

"Away with me..." he repeated hungrily.

Deprived of his angel, his hand unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down. He once again stopped her before she could say anything besides gasp from the crisp air that bit her bare skin.

"Everyone told me..." he licked her neck, "... to stay away from you... but..."

His cold hand traced the lining of her black panties. Her body shook gently as his black, coal eyes bore into her.

"Look what that did to me..." he growled.

He could tell she was blushing in the darkness.

Edward-- what happened to you while you were gone?...

"I want you... to come with me... live with me... be mine... forever..." he chanted, one hand grasped her breast while the other traveled down her flat stomach.

Forever..? Was he implying turning me into a... vampire? Right now?!

"Wha-what about Charlie-" she moaned.

He hungrily kissed her while his cold hand dipped underneath her panties. He struggled with two very different kinds of lust: killing and fucking.

"Forget him," he hissed hungrily, panting in her ear. She heard him chuckle as he thrust two fingers into her. She gasped and her body shook. "I swear... you've gotten more beautiful since I've last seen you..." He pumped his fingers in and out softly, "Have you missed me, love?..."

She moaned.

He inserted another digit into her and pumped harder, "Tell me you missed me..."

Even if you have to lie.

"I missed you-" she moaned her eyes closing and her hips grinding against his motions subconsciencely.

"Do you like this, Bella?..." he panted, his fingers thrusting in and out of her dripping cunt.

"Ed...ward..." she threw her head back.

"Look at me..." he ordered.

His coal black eyes bore into her yet again.

"Tell me... you'll come with me," he said.

Her eyes widened, "B-but school-"

"You only have a little while until your school year ends, love..." he said manically. "I'll let you go so long as I come with you... I'm never leaving you... and..." he pumped his fingers into her harder, "... you're never leaving me, are you love?"

"This... is wrong-- Edward stop-"

"Only if you come with me--"

"...no... you... l-left me... you said you didn't... love me..."

I was lying, silly Bella.

He moved his fingers faster in and out and she was gasping for breath, fighting the nearing release. Her juices flooded out of her, soaking her panties.

"I'll kill them, Bella..." he whispered in her ear, his breathing heavy. "I'll kill Charlie... I'll kill your mother... your friends... all the way down to..." he smirked against the skin of her neck, "Jacob Black."

Bella's eyes widened.

"...come with me and no one will die."

His fingers went slower and he looked into her eyes before his lips collided with her's.

"I need you with me, Bella- haven't you figured that out yet...?" he was losing his patience.

"What's happened to you..." she whimpered.

He looked at her dangerously, a growl surfacing from deep in his throat. He pressed her body higher against the tree, his eyes fixed on her.

"Insanity. Lonliness. Being forced to leave you. Being forced to lie to you..." his glare was menacing, "Care for me to continue?... because, love, I will... for you..."

He kissed her collarbone.

"I'll do anything for you. Anything at all..."

"Edward..."

He began movig his fingers quickly again, and she bit her lip, trying to sway the coming orgasm.

"Let me make you mine forever..." he whispered into her ear, her body lifting up and down at the force of his fingers.

"E-Edward..." she was close.

"Bella-"

Her body thrust against his fingers that were so cruelly fucking her, and she was all too aware of the building tension inside of her.

"Yes!" she cried.

He smirked crookedly, "Yes what, love?"

"I'm your's--!" she cried, releasing her fluids onto his hand.

He smirked and pulled his fingers out of her. Her body glistened with sweat and he could smell her scent strongly. His lips traced from her ear to the base of her neck.

"... forever," he whispered, finishing her sentence and sinking his teeth into her delicate flesh.

to be continued...

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