Kiss Me, Jacob. Kiss Me, And Then

Bella?" A Different Voice Called From The Distance. No! Please Let Me Be Imagining That Horribly Familiar Voice.

Her Name Is Wanda, Not It. You Will Not Touch Her. Any Mark You Leave On Her, I Will Double On Your Worthless Hide.

Jacob Was Hardly In Need Of Any Physical Protection I Could Offer. But My Arms, Pinned Beneath Edward's, Yearned To Reach Out To Him. To Wrap Around His Big, Warm, Waist In A Silent Promise Of Acceptance And Comfort. Edward's Shielding Arms Had Become Restraints.

I Didn't Want To Be The Monster! I Didn't Want To Kill This Room Full Of Harmless Children! I Didn't Want To Lose Everything I'd Gained In A Lifetime Of Sacrifice And Denial!

Like All Bullies, They’re Cowards Underneath The Swagger