Bella

I stood frozen in an emotion that I could not understand nor comprehend. I was struggling to breathe, dragging each gasp of air out of my lungs. The natural instinct would be to run. Run away. Yet I wanted nothing more to take a step forward. Towards him.  I watched him move silently and eloquently through the trees. His dark eyes had not left mine since the minute I had seen him appear from the shrub.

Ripping my arms from their limp place beside my shivering body, I placed my palms up in a sign that I hope would show no danger. Tears brimmed at my eyes but I blinked, forcing them to stay hidden. He disappeared for what could have only been a second, only to appear an arm’s length away from me. He continued to hold my gaze, even as I felt the heat race up my neck to leave to distinct blush on my pale skin. He took another hesitant step towards me, leaving only centimetres of space between our bodies. I noticed the dark coal black of his eyes, a clear sign of danger, yet I felt no desire to run. The purple shading below his eyes contrasted against his smooth pale skin. Every part of him screamed danger. Yet the emotion deep within his eyes told me not to run. A growl erupted deep within his throat, sending electric shocks down my spine and sending the hot tears spilling over onto my ice cold cheeks. He moved.

Edward

I did not understand. A hundred years of life had not given me an experience even close to this. This girl -- innocent, beautiful, and calm -- was standing motionless before me. The fire tore through my throat, begging for its fix. The fiery venom filled my mouth. But it was the more potent emotion that I could not understand that stopped me from slipping into my natural crouch. An emotion that made no sense. I was a monster, without a soul or a chance at redemption. Stalking silently through the damp scrub, I could not break her hypnotising gaze. A single sound had not escaped from her pink lips, nor had she even tried to run. I did not understand.

Slowly she lifted her hands, facing her palms towards me, like she was trying to portray to me that there was no danger. She thought that I envisaged her as danger? I ran towards her, stopping dead half a metre from her shaking body. She did not drop her gaze. Her brown eyes were deep with curiosity. Her lips opened only millimetres as she blew a sweet scent lightly across my face. A growl ripped from my throat before I even had to chance to prevent it. Her expression flickered, a reaction to my growl. Grinding my teeth against each other, trying to rid the venom from my mouth, I saw the crystal tears trickle down her cheek. So I did the unthinkable.

Bella

His ice cold lips crushed against mine with an uncontrollable passion. His fingers pressed against either side of my head, stopping me from breaking his grasp. Not that I indented to. I wound my arms around neck as his arms slipped around my waist to pull me against his body. I pulled back only slightly to take a breath and focus my eyes on his still black irises. His face was bright yet his lips were pulled into a tight line, his eyes unfocused. He did not take a step away from me nor did he drop his stone embrace. What was he? Or who was he? Very slowly he dropped his head once again to press his lips against mine with the lightest of pressure. Before pulling back to smile at me with a expression that made my head spin.

“Bella…”

I closed my eyes to steady myself and to string a comprehendible sentence together. His lips pressed lightly to my forehead. Heat rushed through my body, a strange yet very enjoyable feeling.  Opening my eyes, I wanted to speak but I couldn’t. He was gone.