{01}Giving Up My Humanity And Servitude To A Vampire{01}

(That's how she looks like, well her hair.)

This Is Her Dress

He took me to a balcony, a balcony where you could see the entire night sky. It was absolutely stunning. A small smiled curled on the corner of my lips as I watched the crescent moon and the thousands of stars above me.

I looked over to Edward, he was on the other side of the balcony and he had his eyes set on me the entire time and a smile on his lips.

"It's beautiful how the stars twinkle in your eyes. Makes you look angelic."

"I'm the farthest thing from an angel, Edward." I looked away and back up to the night sky.

"That's what you think." He whispered next to my ear, I didn't even sensed him move.

"Are you still trainning with Itachi?" I asked, carefully taking a step away from Edward.

He looked for a moment before regaining himself and answered my question.

"Yes."

"Be careful, Edward, I don't trust Itachi as I used to, not anymore." I warned with my eyes as well with my tone.

"You still care about me?"

I rolled my eyes.

"You were a big part in my life, Edward. You were my first true love, it's not something easy to replace." I flashed him a smile.

He smirked and I saw at the corner of my eye. His smirk fell slowly and then he creased his forehead and he was deep in thought, by the look on his face.

"What are you thinking?" I said, breaking the painful silence.

"Thinking to where it all went wrong." He whispered.

"The night Evelyn introduced me to you." I whispered back, he smiled and shook his head.

"No, that night was the best thing that happened to me. Destiny brought me to you, Emily, and I don't regret anything I did with you."

"I don't either." I added.

He grinned.

I felt him move closer to me and I couldn't bring my body to move. I wasn't frozen in place or anything. I didn't want Edward to feel rejected and so I let him press his lips against mine. I didn't kiss back and I just let him move his lips mine. I felt all his emotions in the kiss; he was being careful not to go far but he slowly stopped.

"Please," He pleaded in a whisper. "I need you so much, Emily. My life has been a living hell without you. I can't stand thinking he's touching you."

I didn't say anything, instead I pressed my lips against him and gave him as much passion as I could. He didn't hesitate to kiss me back. His hand on the nape of my neck to keep in place so I wouldn't pull back and his other hand was on my lower back pulling my body against his. I played with his hair. He brushed his tongue on my lips and I slowly parted them giving him access. He, slowly, slips his tongue in and messages mines with his, involuntarily, I let out a soft and low moan, but I knew he heard it but he didn't smirk, something I was grateful for.

His hands go to my waist as he slowly lifts me off my feet and he speeds out of the balcony and up to an unknown room, but then I felt him lower me down to a bed, our lips never detached from each other. The soft bed under me gave me chills because I knew deep down where this was leading and I wasn't stopping it. Why wasn't I stopping it?

His hand left my waist and went down to my thigh. He gripped me with such desparation. My hands did something my heart didn't want to do, but my fingers traced his button shirt and started to unbutton them, I went all the way down and then stripped his shirt off revelaing his muscles. He was like Matthew, he wasn't buff but he had abs and definitely toned biceps and triceps. His lips moved away from my lips and went down my jaw line and down to my collar bone. I bit my lip trying to keep a moan in, but failed the second he started to nibble on my weak spot. I ran my hands down his back, where I felt his mucles move in perfection.

I felt his hand go behind me and I heard the zipper unzip, I didn't stop him, my brain wasn't functioning right. I didn't want to but I couldn't stop myself either. So, either I'm a whore or just plain stupid, a little bit of both.

He pulls the dress off and all I'm left with his my strapless lacey bra and panties. He took a second to look down at my body, taking mental pictures and admiring me.

"You're beautiful." He whispered.

I just nod and he brings back his lips to mine. My hands slid down his chest and abs and stopped at the hem of his dress pants. With one hand he removes his belt and then he unbuttons his button and then he's down to his boxers. He started to pull me up until my head laid ontop of pillows. His hand went behind me again and unhooked my bra and threw it on the ground, his hand goes to my right breast and starts messaging it slowly.

I slid off my panties, with his help and he elegantly spread my legs apart and I closed my eyes because I knew what was coming next. With hunger, he trusts inside of me and I moaned and instinctively arched up to meet his thrust. Edward kept my body close to his as he went in and out. He kept a steady rhythm. I met every thrust he did. He drove inside of me faster and his breathing was ragged and so was mine. I felt the sweat on my forehead. I couldn't help but to moan in pleasure. He was incredibly good at this, he knew my every weakness.

I felt that ecstacy go through out my body until we both couldn't hold it anymore and I threw my head back and clawed his back with my nails in pleasure and he released himself and rolled over beside me. Edward pulled the bed sheet over us as I curled into a ball. What had I done?!

[I cheated on Matthew. Oh, God!! Oh, God.] My eyes were closed tight shut. [Maybe when I open them, Matthew will be by my side and none of this happened?]

I opened my eyes and... fuck! I was in the same bedroom. Edward brought me closer to him and he kissed my cheek.

"It was as beautiful as I imagined."

I took the blanket and wrapped over myself and walked to the nearest door. I went in.

"Emily, that's the closet." Edward said.

"I kn-know, I just need...time." I said as I sank down to the closet door. I ran my hand through my sweaty hair and cursed a couple of words. I hugged myself by bringing my knees to my chest and I rested my forehead on my knees and I cried silently letting the tears fall to the bed sheet. I never felt so unclean in my entire life. I need to feel clean, I wasn't clean; I was covered in guilt, shame and regret.

"Are you okay?" He was just outside the door.

"Can you leave? I really need some time alone." I whispered and tried to hide the fact that I was crying.

"Do you regret what we just did?"

[Yes.] I thought.

"Can you just leave?" I pleaded.

He stayed quiet for a couple of seconds before I heard the sound of a closing door. I walked out of the closet and realized I was in my own room. The one had been in earlier. I went straight to the bathroom and turned on the water and filled the tub with hot water.

Once it was full, I stepped inside and winced a little at the sudden warmness after feeling so cold and disgusted. I laid until the water hit just under my chin. I went under for a second to wet my hair and came back up again. I knew by now my eyeliner and mascara was fucked up, but that was the last thing I needed to worry about.

I had been unfaithful to Matthew. Matthew who was tortured and never gave away the location to the headquarters. Matthew, who never was unfaithful to me. He didn't deserve me, he deserved someone better. Someone strong enough to resist temptation.

I scrubbed myself roughly almost crazy-like.

"I need to be clean." I told myself as I tried to scrub away Edward's kisses on my neck that made me moan in pleasure.

***

I was on my bed in a fetal position with blanktes around me.

"Emily?" Edward whispered. I felt the shifting of the bed and paid no attention. He hugged me from the back and kissed my cheek. "I hate seeing you like this, love, what's wrong?"

"Me." I whispered.

"You? Why?"

"Because of what we did."

"We did what two people do when they're in love with each other." He retorted.

"No, because one of them wasn't in love with the other." I saw the hurt flash through his eyes.

"You didn't stop me."

"And I don't know why."

"Because deep down you still have feelings for me. What we had can't be forgotten so easily."

"No, do you have any idea how much it hurts to know that I cheated on the love of my life?!"

"Do you have any idea how it feels to know he has you?! It's not fair! I gave you up to save you from dying and how do I get paid back?! I actually lose you!"

I had no idea what he was talking about.

"When did you give me up to keep me from dying?" I asked, my tone soft and understanding.

He shook his head.

"Can't you see I don't want pity?"

I knew the feeling of getting pity from people so I didn't push the subject.

"I love you, Emily and I'll love you for all eternity."

"This will never work out, Edward, because... you're the King of Vampires."

"I can end the war, I have the power."

I thought of something to say but it was true he had the power to end the war.

"I would do anything to make you happy. Marry me."

This time I laughed.

"You're already married."

He shook his head.

"Recently divorced."

I widen my eyes.

"Why?"

"She had a kid that wasn't mine, and according to our laws she is no longer my wife, that's why she's in England."

"Edward--" He cut me off.

"Marry me and I'll make sure the war ends and that no werewolf is to be harmed. I'll bring peace and harmony as long as you're by my side."

"I'm wanted for treason."

"And as King I forgive you."

There was no way to get out of this but I didn't want to marry Edward.

"I'm already married, Edward." I lied.

He thought for a moment as he studied my face.

"You're lying."

"How would you know?"

"You and I were trained under the same sensie, he taught me when they were really lying, keep eye contact."

"Fuck." I muttered.

"Marry me." Edward insisted.

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