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Hide and Drink

by Savage

Summary : Bella’s blood was just too tempting to be ignored. In this version of Twilight, Edward takes Bella

on a sadistic journey with his monstrous side. While Edward drags her around the world, barely keeping a step

ahead of his frantic family, Bella battles the monster for possession of the gentler vampire inside her captor.

Told from Edward’s Point-of-View.

Chapter One

Bite and Run

Edwardyou’relosingit

No kidding. Ididn’tneedtoseeJasper’sfacetoknowthelookinhiseyes The brick walls of Building 3 stood

between the two of us, which meant whatever I was feeling – I had no name for it – was strong. ButJasper’s

talent left him at a disadvantage. He could only feel – not read, not see. If Alice had been with him, she would

have understood more. She would have tried to stop me. Has she seen what I will do yet? Will she get there

in time and stop me? I quickened my steps.

It’sbetterthisway , I told myself again and again as I walked away from the school and into the wooded area

and the trails that would eventually lead me to that wondrous scent. No witnesses. No collateral damage. No

innocents. Except her.

The unlucky doe that crossed my path in the woods between Forks High School and the house of the chief of

police did nothing to slake the shaking in my hands or to take the edge off the need to have her blood inside

me. It did take the tiniest slice off the thirst itself, though. I could make it last longer now. I could make her

last longer now. I knew the one thing the monster inside me could not allow was a rush through this

experience. Who was I kidding? Hewasn’tjustburiedinsidemenow We had merged.

Her scent still clouded my mind, though it had been a good fifteen minutes since I was next to her in the office.

Just walking past her was enough to let her smell permeate me. It was on my clothes and embedded in my

skin. I could even smell her in my hair. Icouldn’tthink anymore, because the smell was in my brain. I could

onlywatchmybodyreacttothedeliciousnessthatwasBellaSwan’sblood

Her truck was there in the driveway, the rusted out lump of scrap metal still irradiating heat from under the

hood. It had been no more than two or three minutes since it was turned off. I inhaled deeply as I walked out

of the woods behind her home, her tomb. I walked past the truck and the battering ram hit me again. Her

pure scent, no longer twisted with my own crashed into me, and I felt a growl rise out of chest. Hereitcomes

I had gone over various approaches during the torturously slow biology class where I had first encountered

her. I could offer to help her get caught up in her studies. I could ask her to take a walk with me – I would

show her the trails through the forest. Maybe just a quiet knock at the door, her confused expression as I

introduced myself politely and apologized for being so rude earlier. If she would only allow me in long

enough to explain myself

No. NopleasantriesTheydidn’tmatternow Not with her scent wrapping around me so completely like soft,

urgent silk ribbons – dragging me towards the house. Another snarl passed my lips and my feet hit the short

set of steps to her door. I twisted the knob – it was still slightly warm from her touch – locked. Without a

thought my foot came up and slammed into the wood next to the bolt. Splinters covered the floor and the

knob turned sideways before falling to the linoleum with a metallic thud.

“Whatthe-”shewasinthekitchen Ididn’tneedhervoicetotellmewherethelusciousscentofherburning

blood was concentrated. My hand was in her hair, pulling her head to one side and exposing the throbbing

artery in her neck before her eyes could even register another body in the room. I paused, focused on that

throb, and took a long, deep breath. My knees actually felt weak as I licked my lips. Makeitlast

“Edward?”

My eyes met hers. They were so deep, such a rich dark brown – and total silence behind them. I inhaled

involuntarily, and her scent washed over me again. When my breath came back out, her eyes glazed over, and

I could feel the muscles in her shoulders give out, just a little. She held her breath.

“III’msorryBella”Icouldn’tbelieveIwasactuallybeggingforgivenessforwhatIwasabouttodotoher

My stone body was suddenly up against hers, pushing her against the kitchen counter. With my free hand I

bracedmyselfagainstthecounter’sedgebehindherback I felt her body shudder under my cold touch as she

finally took a breath. I dropped my head down close to her throat, running my nose along her skin. Savorit

“Edward”hervoicecrackedonthelastsyllableandIfeltandheardherquickgasp “Whatareyou?” Her

voice was nothing more than a whisper on her lips.

“Shhhbestill”Iwhispered back, my lips grazed her earlobe. “Pleasedontmove I don't want to kill you.

ReallyIdon’t Ijustcantstopmyself”

My lips were on her neck again, the sweet throb of her quickened pulse met with the burning flow of venom as

my teeth grazed against her paper-thin skin. Nonotthatway

My hand slid through her hair, down to her neck, across her throat. Shedidn’tmoveherheadstillbentat

that awkward, enticing angle. I raked the nail of my thumb across her skin, through the artery and her body

jumped under my grip. The hot rush of her warm blood poured into my waiting mouth. She may have been

screaming. Iwasn’tsure

I had fed on countless humans during those years in my youth. I remembered well the taste, the ecstasy of

their blood over my tongue. There was no comparison to the taste of her. It was warm, thick and sweet, and

when the hot liquid hit my throat, the thirst was gone. Actually gone , for the first time since I woke up in from

the change. No burning, no pain. Notsofast

I was taking her blood in gulps. I had to slow down or she would be dead in seconds.

And when she dies, this blood will die with her.

There was no other blood like this. Once she was gone, it would no longer be within my grasp. But if I stopped

now, she would heal. Her body would make more. The blood would replenish. I could drink again. The

promise of more – it was the only incentive that could have caused me to stop.

My tongue slipped over the cut, sealing it.

The palm of my right hand rested on the small of her back, holding her against my body. The fingers of my left

hand curled slightly behind her wounded neck. Her body was shaking in my hands. Ihadn’tnoticedwhileI

was drinking from her. I realized I was shaking, too. No – not me, just my pocket. Not shaking – vibrating.

Iwasn’tabouttoanswerit I knew exactly who it was, and I knew approximately what she would have to say.

A slow panic began to rise up, tingling across the skin of my chest and moving slowly outwards, down my

arms and legs. I gripped the frail human tighter to me. I had to be gone before Alice figured out where I was.

I slowly moved my eyes to the girl in my arms. Ididn’twanttolook– Ididn’twanttolookdownatherandsee

that I was too late – that I took too much.

Her eyes were closed, but her breathing was relatively steady. Herheartbeatinasluggish“thah-thum”that

wasn’texactlyahealthysoundbutalsodidn’tcausemegreatalarm I considered that she may have just

fainted and not passed out from the blood loss. Move

I tossed her over my shoulder and carried her out through the broken doorway. I listened quickly for any

potentialwitnessesbutBella’sneighborswereluckytoday None of them were outside when I carried the

unconsciouspolicechief’sdaughterintothewoodsbehindherhouse

Ididn’tmakeanytruedecisions– I knew the danger in doing so. For a few minutes, I just ran, changing

directions randomly. IheardAlice’sthoughtsafewmilesfromme– in the direction of the Swan household

and heading away from me. I turned with purpose and headed across the highway in a flash. Soon enough, I

came across the three-story Victorian that was our home.

IcouldhearEsme’sthoughtsinherstudy She heard my footstepsbutwasn’talarmed Good. Alicehadn’t

called her yet, but she would soon enough.

EvenasmythoughtcametocompletionIheardEsme’scellring

“Alicehowareyeshe’soutside”hervoicewasasclearasifshewasstandingnexttome Alice was a little

more muffled, but clear enough.

“Don’tlethimleave!”

“Alicewhat’sgoingon?”

“Isanyonewithhim?” I never should have looked up, but I did. AtthesametimeEsme’spalefaceappeared

in the window above the porch.

Through her mind, I saw my crimson eyes and the lifeless body across my back.

Dear God, no!

Ididn’tbothertolistenanylongerasIranintothegarageandtossedmyburdenontothepassengerseatof

my silver Vanquish. A half second later, I was speeding away from my home, away from my family.

***

After we were several hundred miles from Forks, Washington, the panic of being caught by my family faded

and was quickly replaced by panic over what I had actually just done. I had just fed from an innocent human

and then kidnapped her so I could do it again. Againandagain

It had been more than 80 years since I had tasted human blood, and never before from someone like this.

Always from the criminal, the evil minded – those I deemed deserving of such an act. Not like her. Of course, I

had no idea what kind of mind lay behind her brown eyes, but it seemed highly unlikely that she was a

murderer disguised as a teenage girl. EvenifshewasIrememberedCarlisle’sdisappointmentfromthose

years before. I remembered the shame he felt for me. I forced those thoughts from my mind. Whoever I was

nowIwasn’tthesamepersonIwasthen Iwasn’teventhepersonIwaswhenIgottoschooltoday

I thought about what had transpired since that morning.

When I dressed in the clothesAlicepickedoutformethismorningandsatinthedriver’sseatofmyVolvoon

the way to school, my mind had been silent of my own thoughts. I was constantly so encompassed by the

thoughts of others – my family, classmates, teachers – there justwasn’tenoughroomforanythingelse

anymore. I stopped trying to block them and just allowed it all to flow through me. I was slipping a lot –

forgetting to answer just the words of humans, not their unspoken thoughts. Last week I found myself

answeringateacher’squestionwhenthedecisiontocallonmehadbeenmadebutbeforeshehadactually

spoken the words. I knew I was making mistakes – Ijustdidn’tcare

Thoughts about the new girl surrounded me before we made it to the Forks High School parking lot. Ididn’t

care if there was one more human in this town or one less, but thoughts of her, visions of her, fantasies of her

filled my head until lunchtime. IhadfelteversoslightlyfrustratedwhenIcouldn’thearanythingfromher

mind, but what shocked me the most was the realization that it had been my own feeling, not one I had picked

outofsomeoneelse’sheadoroneJasperhadpushedonme

When her scent hit me in class I was suddenly and completely altered. I was no longer directionless. I knew

exactly what I needed to do.

With the wind blowing across my shoulder and the highway speeding past, the new me began to plan. I

needed an exact place to go, and it had to be a place Alice would not recognize and could not locate from

random visions. I made a mental note of someone to call in a couple of hours, when the time of day would be

more appropriate on the other side of the world. Until then, I just needed somewhere remote. A hideout for

just a couple of days until I could get us off the continent and somewhere safe enough to hide her for a long,

long time. Hideanddrinkmynewfavoritegame

I looked over to her unconscious form in the passenger seat. Shehadn’topenedhereyesinfourhoursand

had barely moved. I kept listening toherbreathingandherheartbeatforanysignsofdistressbuthadn’t

heard anything alarming. All my original thoughts that she had just fainted instead of passed out were gone

from my head, of course. I had tried to mentally calculate just how much of her blood I had taken at least a

thousand times, but I had been simply too caught up in the moment. Two pints? More? Enough to change my

eyes, that much was obvious. I had to be extremely careful with her. Icouldn’triskanythinghappeningtomy

blood supply.

She stirred in the seat, as she had several times over the past hour. This time a soft, strangled moan

accompanied her movements. My hand left the steering wheel briefly to reach out to her, then quickly

retreated. I shook my head and a quiet laugh escaped my lips. I wanted to reach over and touch her, to

comfort her. Could I be any more ridiculous?

I let my eyes move over her instead. She lay on her side facing me, with her arms wrapped loosely around her

knees on the reclined seat. Sometimes her eyes tightened and she would shift her position just a little and

shiver. She shivered a lot. OfcourseitwasJanuarythecarwindowsweredownandit’snotlikeIstoppedto

grab her jacket on the way out, so I guess shivering made sense. Icouldn’trollthewindowsupthough– the

scent was too intense, even though my thirst was completely and miraculously satiated – for the time being,

anyway. The scent was still overwhelming. Ioptedtocranktheheaterbutitdidn’tseemtomakeenough

difference.

Her breathing and heart rate changed abruptly and she gasped. I looked up to her face and waited for the

screams to start.

Her eyes met mine but only for the very briefest of glances before she cringed slightly and looked away from

me. She looked all around the inside of the car, then out the window into the dark. She curled her shoulders

into her body and shivered again, wrapping her arms around her chest. She tucked her face into the arms and

whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Bella”Ispokeonlyasloudasnecessarytobeheardoverthewind Ididn’twanttoscareher “Howdoyou

feel?”

“I’mfine”shesaidquietlyautomatically She did not look up to meet my gaze. I laughed sharply.

“Fineareyou?” Another laugh. I couldn’thelpmyself What was going on in that head?

She cringed into the seat even more than she already was, like she was trying to make herself smaller.

“Whatdoyouwantmetosay?”Hervoicewasnothingbutthefaintestwhispernow If I had been human, I

might not have heard it at all.

“Iwantthetruth”Igrowled Iwasn’tevensurewhyIwassointenselyangryallofthesudden It was so silent

here, driving on the quiet Canadian highway, heading steadily northeast at 150 miles an hour. The thoughts

ofthosewepastwentbytooquicklytoregisterandfromthisgirlIgotnothing I had to admit the emotions

I felt were my own this time. Quiteachangefromyesterday’sEdward

“Alittlesicktomystomach”shemumbledintoherarms I saw her fingers reach up to her neck and rub the

spot neat her carotid. “Andcold”

I looked down at my hands gripping the steering wheel and up my arms. I realized I still had my jacket, even if

Ihadn’ttakenhers Itwasn’theavybutitwasprobablymore useful than no coat at all. I leaned forward and

slid my arms out, handing it over to her. She took it and actually thanked me before wrapping it around

herself.

“Wherearewe?”hervoicewasquietandstilldidn’tholdthepanicIkeptexpecting

“Canada”Irepliedstillwatchingherandwaitingforthescreamstobegin

“WoulditbeokayifI”shepausedandwrappedherarmsalittletighter“closedthewindow?”

“No!”Isnarledandsheflinched I took a deep breath. Ihadn’tmeanttosnap at her, it was just the thought of

her scent becoming even more intoxicating than it already was. My throat was starting to itch, just a little. If I

lostitnowI’dkillherquickly I ran my hand through my hair. Stupid, nervous habit. She tucked her head

back down into her chest and kept her eyes away from mine.

I tried to occupy my head with a list of things I needed to get for her - warmer clothes, blankets, boots. Did she

need a pillow? She would need food and water, of course. Was she going to need medical attention? It

occurredtomeIhadn’treallydiscoveredouthowshewasfeeling

“Iwantyoutogivemeacompleteandaccurateaccountofyourphysicalwellbeing”Isaidterselyintending

to leave no room for interpretation.

“Um”her head leaned back to the headrest. “Idon’tknowreally I’mtiredandfeelalittlesore- achy”

“Wheredoyouhurt?”Iasked

“Everywhereandnowhereinparticular”sheshrugged “MaybeIhavebeensittingheretoolong”

“IcanstopinKelowna” I offered and then babbled on for some unknown reason, “butnotforlong I want to

beinYorktonbeforemorning”

“Whereisthat?”

“TheothersideofSaskatchewan”

“Beforemorning?”shesnorted “Notunlessyouplanondrivingahundred”Myeyesdarted over to hers, and

I could see them fixed on the speedometer, getting wider and wider before she abruptly squeezed them shut.

“OhmyGod”

In another place, another time, her reaction would have amused me.

“Myneckhurts”shewhispered

“That’snotsurprising”Isaidmatter-of-factly.

“Edward”hervoicewasquietagain “What’shappening?”

I took in a slow, deep breath and let it out again. The fingers of my left hand pulled at the window controls

and allowed them to come up half way, cutting down on the wind but still keeping her scent at bay.

“Bella– when you remove a band-aiddoyoupullitoffallatonceorslowly?”

“Whatkindofquestionisthat?”

“Justanswerme!” Why did I keep snarling at her?

“Neither”

“Neither?”

“No– neither. IwaituntilI’mintheshowerandletthesoapandwaterdissolvetheadhesive”

I laughed out loud. There was no way she could possibly make this any harder. Shecouldn’tevenhelpmeout

with the metaphor.

“I’vebeenlivingalieBella”Istarted to tell her, not having the slightest idea what was going to come out of

my mouth next. Ididn’tseeanypointinlyingtoher I’mgoingtohideyouawayfrommyfamilyandyoursand

slowly drink your blood until I accidentally lose it someday and kill you. Ihopethatwon’tbeforalonglong

time because you taste really, really good. Butthebaretruthdidn’tseemveryadvantageouseither My

fingers were pulling through my hair again. I forced them to stop.

“I’vetriedtobesomethingI’mnot”Istartedagain“andIwasfakingitprettywelluntilyoushowedupin

class today. WhenyouwalkedinIjustcouldn’tdoitanymore Ihadtohaveyou”myvoiceloweredabitand

I looked over to her. She was looking back into my eyes. After a long moment, she spoke, and I felt my body

go even colder.

“Areyougoingtodothatagain?”sheasked Her hand was back up on her throat, fingers pushing into the

mark there.

I looked back to the road, unable to answer her. I could smell the warm, wet, salted tears flowing from her

eyesbutIdidn’tdarelookbackatheragain My peripheral vision caught her pulling herself into a tighter

ball and rolling to her other side, away from me. She stayed like that while I drove over the Canadian

countryside and the moon slowly rose in front of us.

When we reached the lights of a small city I pulled up to a quiet shopping center. She jumped as the car jolted

to a stop and looked out the window at the neon signs advertising check cashing services, manicures and

tacos. I turned the ignition off and faced her again.

“BellaIknowtherearesomethingsIneedtogetforyou”Istated Shewouldn’tlookatme “Idon’twantyou

tobeuncomfortable”Icouldn’tbelievesuchawordcouldescapeme “You’ll need a coat and a blanket, I

think? Whatelsedoyouneed?”

Shedidn’trespondoreventurntowardsme I tried again, with a little more force this time.

“BellaI’mgoingtotakeyouinsidethatstorethereandgetyouwhatyouneed”Isaid “Iknow this is going to

sound utterly ridiculous, but please try to see past that. Idon’twanttoscareyoureally– Idon’t I can take

you inside this store and get you anything you want, but please don't get ideas about escaping from me. If you

try to expose us, I will have to kill anyone who believes you. If you try to run, I will catch you. Besides you are

weakrightnowandprobablycouldntevenescapeahumankidnapperletaloneme”

She whimpered again.

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