04 | 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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𝙵 𝙾 𝚄 𝚁

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𝙵 𝙾 𝚄 𝚁

I STAND BESIDE BELLA AS SHE LOOKS OUT HER WINDOW. "What are you looking at?" I ask her and take a glance to where she looks, seeing Emmett and Alice standing there outside of my bright red Forcefield.

"They need to hunt." Bella says before turning her head to look at me. "You do too." I click my tongue and walk over to her bed. "The wolves will be coming soon to change shifts, and I told them they didn't need to, but they didn't listen." I look out the window, looking the forcefield that stops anyone from entering and exiting.

"This shield won't budge, and anyway, Charlie can't see it since I've made him not be able to, and I'll be here to lift it when he leaves for work, and when you wanna go someplace. You're safe here. We both are." The revolting stench of the wolves overwhelm my senses. I straighten my back.

"The wolves are here." I tell her and pull her laptop onto my lap. "Come on, let's watch something and then you can go to sleep." She nods and moves from the window, letting her curtain fall closed. "What are we watching?" She asks with a yawn and pulls her purple covers over her body.

"Greys Anatomy, I need to know what happens with Meredith and Derek."

˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑

I lift the forcefield, letting Charlie leave for work. He doesn't see it and I watch as the police car drives down the road. Bella stirs and awakes with a yawn. "What time is it?" She asks as she sits up. I take a glance at the time on my new phone.

"Eight, you should try and sleep more, you were up until two watching Grey's with me." She shakes her head with a yawn. "Edward's coming at ten, I should get ready." I roll my eyes and move to her drawer. "Okay, but I'm picking your outfit since all you wear is flannel." She rolls her eyes and I search through her clothes.

˓𓄹 ࣪˖ ⋆ ࣪. ˖ ࣪⭑

I walk through the woods, listening out for any noise. The sound of blood pumping through an animal hits me harshly. My throat dries and becomes scratchy. It burns. I'm parched. I ignore it. I ignore the desire to feed and walk back to my new home.

I push open the doors and speed over to the living room. I manage to catch my reflection in the mirror. My eyes are black. It makes me feel more human since the colour is similar to my natural one.

A large hand takes mine and presses a kiss to my knuckles. I smile at Jasper and he squeezes my hand gently. "You need to feed." He says to me and I stare into his black eyes. "So do you." I remark and he gently pulls me with him. "I just got here." I wine slightly and he takes me through the woods. Please, I'm not hungry.

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