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La Tua Cantante

Summary:
As usual, this will come in two parts: Edward's pov and Bella's, but the first is always Bella's. I got this idea from watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, when Angel got shot with a poisoned arrow and has to drink Buffy's blood to survive. This is pretty much mid-Eclipse and the Volturi infected Edward with a disease called "Distruzione" (Italian for "Destruction") which only affects vampires and he will die unless he drinks the blood of his la tua cantante, which is Bella. This is just more hardships for Edward and Bella to fight through, but as always, they fight it together and never give up.


Notes:
There are some adult-themed situations, so unfortunately this fanfic will have to be rated Adult instead of Everyone. Sorry to my younger fans, but please, exercise caution when reading this fanfic. It will get extremely detailed.


6. Chapter 6: Fear

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"Carlisle talked to Sam, Bella." Jacob said, clearly trying to control his anger, as I followed him, "He told him what your beloved Edward--" there was an irritated emphasis on his name-- "--did to you."

Uh-oh. Here come the fireworks. I nodded, "Yes, he did. So, what?"

"So what; are you freaking kidding me, Bella? What the hell is the matter with you?!"

"It was the only way to save him, Jacob." I said, defensively.

"Yeah, well, it's nice to know that when the chips are down and things are looking grim he'll feed off the girl who loves him to save his own ass." He said, coldly.

"Oh, stop being so dramatic; I'm fine! I knew it would be okay. Edward would never kill me; he couldn't even kill me when he wanted to."

"Damn it, Bella, you don't understand anything. Why are you defending the worthless leech, huh?"

"Back off, Jake. It was my idea. I forced him to do it. Leave him out of this, okay? If you have a problem, it's with me."

"You're damn right I do, but right now, my problem is with the scum that did this to you. Where the hell is he?" He looked around, clearly noticing his scent in excess. "I'm going to MURDER the bastard for what he did to you!"

"You'll do no such thing, Jacob Black! I do not need your approval my decisions. You don't like; too bad, deal with it." "WHERE IS HE?" He shouted, angrily. "It's none of your business. I'll die before I tell you where he is."

"WHY are you so willing to die for that...that...that MONSTER?"

"Because I love him. I will not lose him again, Jake. You want him dead, you'll have to kill me, too."

He chuckled dryly, "Oh, how noble! Willing to die for a murderer! You really are a better person than I gave you credit for."

"No; you're just a stubborn brat. You should've seen him...he was so weak. He almost died. I could not let that happen." I said, firmly.

"Why should I care?" He said, tauntingly, "I just wish I could have been there to speed up the process!"

I charged, raising my fists to hit him, not caring what pain I caused myself. "JAKE, YOU STUPID...WORTHLESS--"

He grabbed my wrists firmly and pulled me in closer.

"LET ME GO!" I struggled to free myself, but failed inevitably.

He noticed my ring and did a double take before pulling my hand up to his face. "What. In. The. Hell. is this?"

He was holding my hand so tightly that I could feel the bones shattering.

I screamed wordlessly, cringing, as he tightened his hold on it. "ANSWER ME!"

"It's--I--" I broke off sobbing, "Edward. He--we're engaged." The words didn't sound so horrible now. Engaged. Betrothed. Marriage. Husband. Wife. Family. Forever. It sounded so natural and beautiful in my head. "He gave it to me--after we---after--" I broke myself off, realizing I had said too much, "We're engaged!" I immediately tried to cover up my slip.

"After what?" Damn. He noticed. I shook my head. "AFTER WHAT?" I still didn't answer, but must have looked guilty, because he released me quickly and backed up several steps, as if I had some contagious disease.

"You...you slept with him?" I didn't answer, but my heartrate sped up. "YOU. SLEPT. WITH. HIM?!" He grimaced and whispered, tortured agony written across his features, "How could you? Oh, God, no. Please, no. No! ARGH!"

He put his hands to his head and began trembling slightly at first, but it turned into violent tremors of pain and anger.

I never thought I could ever be capable of being scared of Jacob, but right now, I was truly afraid....I felt real fear.

"Jake...please...I--"

"YOU. STUPID. WHORE!"

I flinched and shook my head. "No. Jake, I--I love him. Please don't hate me." God, I hated to see him like this--in such pain and agony...because of me.

He grabbed my hand again, broke the ring off, crushed it into scrap metal with one hand, and threw it on the floor.

"Jake--why?" I sobbed. It crushed me that he was behaving like this. I never meant for him to get hurt--he had to know that. Why couldn't he just be happy for me? He had broken my ring--Edward's sign of love and devotion to me--and with it, my heart.

In one swift motion, he effortlessly threw me to the ground and joined me, holding me down easily.

"Jacob, what are you doing?" I asked, my fear growing.

"Proving my love to you," he snarled, "You don't seem to get it, Bella. I don't hate you. I hate him. I love you; I could never hate you. And I'm gonna prove it. Right. Now."

He ripped my shirt off with one hand, tearing it to shreds and ripped off my jeans.

"No!" My eyes widened in fear, "NO, JACOB! Jake, please! I--no! NO--O--O!" I sobbed as he removed my bra and underwear, having no trouble holding me down, despite my attempts to escape.

He began convulsing on top of me and phased into a werewolf for awhile--his clothes tearing as he did so--and he bent down, still in wolf form, and bit my breast hard enough to draw blood.

"NO! STOP IT! No! Jake!"

He turned back into a human, spit the blood out so that it sprayed all over my face, and I cringed involuntarily, punching his chest uselessly. "Yeah, say my name, baby; you know you want it. Say it! SAY IT!"

I shook my head and began trembling so violently that he had to readjust himself to maintain his hold on me.

I tried to knee his groin, but he grabbed my leg and said, "No, ma'am. None of that."

He jerked my legs apart, wrenching them down to the ground, locking them in place, and slid against me so every inch of his skin from his chest to his stomach slid roughly in between my legs, causing me agonizing, throbbing pain.

His skin began to overheat and I could feel my skin get burned as a result. God, it burned so bad. It hurt.

I screamed wordlessly for help, but he crushed his lips to mine to shut me up. I screamed around his lips meshing with mine, his tongue forcing mine to entwine with his.

He grabbed my broken hand, brought it down his stomach, and pressed it into his groin, forcing my hand to massage it. I tried uselessly to claw at it and pull my hand away, but I had no strength. I was screaming wordless sobs, screaming for Edward to come help me, knowing he couldn't hear me, but still hoping.

Jacob was kissing me, forcing his tongue into my mouth, and I screamed again. God, I wanted to die. How could he take advantage of me like this? Why would he treat me like this?

He finally broke away from the kiss, biting my lower lip until the blood flowed into my mouth, causing me to gag on it.

I began coughing hysterically, sobbing in between my coughs. "Stop it; why--are you doing this?" I broke off sobbing again.

"What, it's okay for your damn bloodsucker to do it, but I can't?! Come on, Bella! It can't possibly hurt that bad. Besides...I thought you liked kinky. Having a vampire do you has got to be worse...but, me...not so bad. Look."

He buried his face in my neck, licking it and then frenching it. I tried to lower my head to cover my neck, cringing and scrunching my shoulders to stop him.

"You know WHAT?!" He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back repeatedly, hitting it against the floor as hard as he could.

I could feel a wound appear as my head smacked against it--the blood gushing out freely as he continued to hit it as hard as he could, smacking it into the coffee table as well.

He finally just held my head in place and I could feel my hair getting soaked in my blood. "This would be a lot easier if you would just SHUT UP AND LIE STILL!"

"GET. OFF. ME! JAKE, STOP IT!"

"Oh, no, Bella! I'm just getting started." He bit my shoulder as hard as he could--so hard that I could hear the bone crack.

I screamed out of pain and began convusling beneath him.

"SHUT UP!" He yelled, "You damn pathetic hypocrite. He can bite you, so can I."

Then, he began biting me repeatedly, all over my body in random spots: my arms, my neck, my legs, my stomach, my breasts, my waist...every inch of skin he could reach.

It stung so bad...he bit a lot of my skin that was already burned from him, so the blood mixing in with my now seared skin was excruciating.

He spit all the blood into my mouth and forced me to swallow it.

"Jake..." I sobbed, "Please..."

"Go ahead, beg...it only makes you that much more adorable." He taunted, with a disturbing, suggestive smirk on his face.

I shook my head deliriously, struggling to not break down. I couldn't--not now. Edward would be back soon, and when he was, Jacob was in for a world of pain...and then some.

Jacob dug his nails into the side of my breasts and dragged them down my waist and across my stomach, literally cutting into my skin, making me bleed profusely.

I screamed wordlessly again as he slid one finger down my stomach, which I sucked in to try to avoid his touch. He trailed it down, before cupping his hand in between my legs.

I arched my back, trying to kick myself back, but he tightened his hold on me. "Oh, no...you. are not going anywhere."

I began convulsing again in paroxysms of anger and pain as he roughly entered me--painfully--causing me to bleed so much that it actually pooled around me and trailed up my back and down my legs.

I whimpered in pain and sobbed hysterically, trembling so hard that I could feel him vibrate painfully within me and he intensifed the pressure even more.

He began sucking greedily on my breast, tightening his hold on me.

"EDWARD!" I screamed, desperately trying to push Jacob off as I felt myself being even further submerged in my own blood.

Suddenly, Jacob was ripped away from me by Emmett, who yelled angrily, "BITCH!" He threw him through a wall, breaking it, throwing him so hard that the room literally shook and the overhead light detached and fell down, nearly crushing me, but Edward grabbed me and pulled me out of the way, shielding me with his body.

Glass shattered and flew all over the room, shreds of it landing in my hair and in my wounds. I was shaking uncontrollably beneath Edward, who scooped me up, wrapped a blanket around me, and yelled, "EMMETT, GET OUT OF HERE NOW!"

Emmett immediately obliged, leaping out of the new hole he had just created and I heard several crashes and yells as he threw Jacob around, into the forest, eager for the fight.

"Let's get you out of here." Edward said, through clenched teeth, tightening his hold on me lovingly and kissing my blood-stained forehead, but not allowing himself to taste the blood. "I'm so sorry, my love. So...sorry. Hold on, Bella. I'll help you. Bella, are you with me? Bella?"

I was fading in and out of consciousness, but forced a smile and nodded weakly, "Uh-huh. Edward...I love you."

"I love you," he assured me before cupping my face tenderly in one hand and holding it to his chest. He leaped through the same hole that Emmett had, but landed facing the other way so I could not see the fight.

Then, he took off so fast that I inevitably fell asleep in his arms, ignoring the excruciating pain I felt in every inch of my body, both the physical and emotional pain.