Paul's POV

I still remember the day I first saw him...

My eyes met his golden ones in a threat that dissolved instantly. I knew from that moment that he was the most beautiful creature I had ever laid eyes upon. His copper coloured hair sat atop his head so messily and his shocked golden eyes seemed to draw me in. He looked at me in shock, knowing what had happened but unsure of what to do. I stared back, a smile gracing my lips at the thought of eternity with my imprint, being a vampire he would never die.

Slowly, Edward shook his head and broke eye contact, my heart shattered as he wrapped his arm around the pale human girl and pulled her close to his side.

I pulled her closer, thrusting into her soaking cavern as she cried out in ecstasy. I kissed her roughly to shut her up as I ploughed into her over and over again. Her arms tightened around me as did her inner walls as she screamed her orgasm against my lips. I pulled out and grasped my hardness. My head fell back and my eyes closed as with only a few strokes I sprayed my release onto the satisfied girl beneath me.

I stood and dressed, never once looking back at another nameless woman I had used to forget my pain, to forget how I would never be wanted by the one I wanted most.

I hated that I had imprinted on him, all it ever brought was pain. Everyone else was happy, their imprints brought them such joy, but I would never have that because Edward would never accept me. At least I had a body 80% of women would kill to spend one night with.

I don't really remember when I started sleeping around, but it has become my way of hiding. I lose myself in the pleasure of some random woman and for just a few minutes I can forget all about Edward and that fact that he will never love me.

So here I was again, yet another woman wrapped around me. We were in a supermarket this time, hiding between one of the shelves and the wall. Her back was pressed up against the wall and her legs were wrapped around my waist as I fucked her senseless, my hand covering her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure.

I heard a gasp and halted my movements, my head turning to view the person who had happened upon us. I'm not really surprised I got caught, I took risks like this far too often, I was bound to be seen eventually. What I was not expecting was for the person who caught me with my pants down to be the one person I hate the most.

Standing just a metre away, holding a shopping basket and frozen in shock was Bella Swan, the bitch who held my imprint's heart.

My eyes narrowed in anger at that... There were no words disgusting or hateful enough to describe her.

The woman I was currently sheathed inside bucked her hips against me and I turned my attention to her. She had light brown skin and deep brown eyes while her hair was jet-black. I loosened my hand and she whimpered. "Don't stop." The woman who's name I had already forgotten begged. "Let the girl watch, just don't stop."

And so I continued. I stopped the moans this time with my lips and ploughed into her with a passion, spurned on by my hate for the ignorant girl watching us. Within seconds the unnamed woman came violently with a muffled scream and I pulled out, not yet finished but more interested in someone else at the moment.

The panting woman took a second to compose herself. "Thanks," she spoke quietly, eyeing me up and down before walking away, her legs shaking slightly.

I pulled up my pants approached the voyeuristic intruder. "You know it's rude to interrupt people like that." I whispered into her ear, enjoying her discomfort. Because of her I was without my lover, I would take any chance I could get to bring her pain or discomfort.

Bella looked away, her blush deepening. "Well the supermarket is hardly a place for that kind of thing." She mumbled shyly in response.

I grabbed her chin and forced her to look me in the eye. "No one forced you to watch," I reminded her and her eyed dropped until she was staring intently at my chest. "Unless you wanted to watch us." I taunted. Her blush deepened.

I'm not sure what happened next. I found myself staring at her lips, those lips that my imprint has kissed. It was as if a small voice spoke in the back of my head, taunting me with the fact that she is probably the closest I will ever get to my love. And so I kissed her, trying to find any remenance of him on her lips.

Bella kissed me back and I pulled her close, desperate to be as close to him as I possibly could. I imagined him kissing her and tasting me on her lips, I imagined it spurring him on. The pale brunette ground against my erection and we slowly moved back into my previous hiding place.

And that was how it began. Bella would come to me and I would touch her body, searching for any trace of Edward left behind. Sometimes I could smell him on her, taste him on her lips. I was never kind, she was the one who had him, I wanted to punish her. I would take her roughly, violently, and she loved it.

She spoke of how Edward refused to fulfil her needs and she hated coming to me, but she needed someone to give her what he denied her. Edward knew, although he didn't speak about it. Whenever we were close I would think of what Bella and I did together, of how I would bury my face into her hair and inhale his scent he had left behind, I thought of how everything we did was my attempt to be closer to him.

We would get rough and I made sure to leave marks on her skin. I would rake my fingernails across her back, hard enough to leave pink lines in her pale skin for days. I would leave hickies all over her body and I imagined him, finding each one. I left bruises on her body where I would grab her while we fucked. All the marks I left were messages to Edward, reminding him that if he would not accept me I would take whatever I could get to be near him.

Authors Note: Yet another of my challenges from Arial Wolf. This will be a multi chapter one but it may be a day or two before I can upload it all, I'm having some trouble with that at the moment.

~SophieAngel69