My fingers carefully folded the small slip of paper; my hands were beneath the desk just in case anyone was watching me. I pulled my shirt to the side, pretending to fiddle with my bra strap as I pushed the paper gently into the strap. I had been performing this task for the last few days and by my reckoning it would take me a little over a week to get all the numbers back to Alice.

Every day that past wore on my nerves; I barely ate or slept for fear of being found out. Edward no longer came into the bedroom on a night and my loneliness was all consuming as I lay there listening to his breathing, every shift of his body from the other room made me desperate for that same movement against me.

Alice was sat with Jake as I made my way into his room, he was sleeping soundly. I watched as she gently stroked his hair and hummed lightly.

'Do you have experience of working in a care facility?' I asked curiously as she turned to smile at me.

'I have had a lot of experience with institutions.' Her eyes clouded and she turned back to look at Jacob her eyes softening once more.

'Will you tell me?'

'From the age of seven I was committed to a facility that dealt with troubled children,' her face crumbled a little as she said those words. 'My mother and father had just died and I had trouble coming to terms with their deaths, I would wake up screaming thinking about the fire that trapped them inside our house. I remember standing on the front lawn, helpless as they perished before my eyes.' She scrunched her eyes up and I watched a tear leak down her cheek.

'My parents were very rich and I was sent to live with my aunt and uncle, they wanted my money and if they claimed I was mentally ill then they would have control over what my parents had left me.' I shook my head with horror, as if Alice hadn't been through enough, the cruelty that some people harboured within themselves was astounding.

'The place I was sent to believed that sensory deprivation helped to cure mental disorders. For seven years I never saw the outside, I spent most of my time in the dark and had very little interaction with anyone. One day, I'm not sure why but one of the people that worked there didn't lock my door after leaving and I ran. When I got outside I felt overwhelmed, the scents, the colours it was almost too much for me. I sat and cried for hours just looking at the things around me, things that I believed I would never see again.' Alice's small body trembled as she thought back.

'Seeing the sun rise for the first time after so long, it was indescribable', a smile lit her face even though tears now ran freely down her face.

'What happened after that?' She was a fourteen-year-old girl who had spent half her life shut away, how had she survived on her own?

'Esme,' she breathed the name with reverence 'she found me and took me in. I was wondering through the streets and suddenly there she was. I thought she was an angel, she was so beautiful. She took me back to her home; it was as if she knew what had happened to me, she didn't ask me anything just looked after me. When she held me for the first time I didn't know what to do, it had been so long since anyone had touched me.' I wiped my own tears away thinking about the frightened child Alice had been.

'Esme is Carlisle's wife and they helped me so much, I can never repay their kindness. That's why I do this, I know about been in a terrible situation.'

'I know Carlisle worked for Aro, what changed him?'

'He met Esme; she belonged to Aro just like Rose did. He saw her and that was it, he couldn't stand what was happening to her; the pain in her eyes and it changed everything for him. That's why Aro hates him so much, he took what was his and that's why Carlisle needs to bring him down, to end this once and for all.'

'What about Jasper, how did he come to work for Carlisle?'

'Carlisle has many enemies and Jasper was sent to kill me. His life had been all about becoming a killing machine, he was baptised in fire and blood. One night he climbed through my bedroom window and held a gun to my head. He kept looking at me and muttering beneath his breath and then he collapsed at my side shaking, he couldn't do it. I turned on the light and watched as he tried to hide his face from me. But I never saw the scars only his beautiful soul. It was like all my life had being leading up to this moment, we were meant for each other.' When she talked about Jasper her face became radiant with love.

'Bella you'll have to go,' she pointed to the clock on the wall.

'Thank you for telling me.' Alice nodded and smiled, I handed over the bits of paper and before leaving I looked back at the tiny woman who was humming softly once more. I had never thought just how dangerous this was for her and Jasper, if Aro found out their lives could be cut short trying to help me. It tore my insides just thinking about that possibility. I would never let that happen.

Suddenly it all seemed too much, so many people at risk but I had to think of the ones that we were saving in the future from Aro's clutches.

Five more days and it would be done. I looked over towards Edward, his messy bronze head was bent over a book, fingers running though his hair. I tried not to think about what was going to happen to him after this ended.

Edward lifted his head and looked at me, there was a strange knowledge in his gaze as if he knew my thoughts.

I walked slowly over to him my eyes never leaving his. Would he end my life without a second thought if he had to?

'Ask me,' he urged in that low, rough voice

All breath left my body, I traced my fingers along his face, memorizing his features. The smoothness of his skin, the stubble of his chin. I closed my eyes, for a second just inhaling his musky scent and listening to the steady thump of his heart.

When I opened my eyes there was sadness in the depths of his eyes. I ran my finger along his bottom lip, firm and yet so incredibly soft.

'Touch me,' I whispered as I lowered my face to his. I expected him to be rough but his lips gently took mine, his hands held my head still as his they ran over my eyelids, my nose before settling back over my lips.

My shaking hands held him to me tightly, his muscles contracting beneath my fingers as they dug into his biceps.

Everywhere he touched my skin burned, every kiss and lick seared me.

I would have this moment no matter how wrong, his strong body against mine.

Edward eased the clothes from our bodies, his dark gaze roaming over every inch of me, his hands hovering over my skin as if he was afraid to touch my bare skin. When finally his fingers found my breasts I hissed at how good it felt. His fingers pinched the tip of one and I jolted as if I had been shocked by electricity.

Looking at him I couldn't tell what he was thinking, his eyes were unfathomable. I watched his mouth lower to my chest and he pulled my nipple into his mouth, the sensation was unreal and I thrashed my head from side to side trying to think clearly.

His fingers probed my entrance, I knew how wet I was down there; I could feel it on my thighs. He pinched my sensitive bud and I threw back my head in pleasure, my body spasming with shocks of sensation. Edward sat back on his knees pulling me on top of him, I looked down at the thick hard length of him and I wanted him inside me, I wanted the pain.

No words passed between us, I just looked at him and nodded, I had no choice about this any more, I felt like I would die without it.

He brought me down on his length and it burned, holding still as I tried to get used to the strange feeling of fullness.

A tear slid from beneath my eyelids, I knew soon I would never see him again and I could feel a gaping hole forming in my chest. His finger caught the tear; bringing it to his lips, tasting it, savouring it.

Then he moved, thrusting up into me. Pain scorched through my body and yet there was pleasure too, my body sparked with need as he continued to move within me.

Watching Edward's face from beneath my eyelashes, his eyes were closed and there was this expression of peace on his face. A smile curved his lips, a smile of contentment. When he opened his eyes they were so intense, it was as if his soul were laid bare. Pain, anguish and joy all swirled in those green depths and I felt my body tighten around him, the pleasure shooting through my blood stream as I held on to him for dear life. His gaze softened for just a second and then I felt him pulsing inside me.

He lifted me up into his arms and carried me into the bedroom, I looked up at him, so many questions on my lips but he shook his head and pulled the covers around my body before climbing in beside me.

'Sleep,' he murmured near my ear and I felt my eyes closing despite myself.

The morning light hit my eyes and I turned my head to look at Edward, the aching in my body a reminder of what had passed the night before.

He was sat on the bed, his eyes were hard and cold as he looked over at me and I turned around once more. I didn't want to hear the cruel words that I knew he was going to say.

'Don't,' my voice was half pleading. It was enough that I knew what was coming.

He turned me back around to face him; Edward cocked his head to the side, the smirk that was gracing his lips slipped slightly.

'It meant nothing.'

I nodded, curling in on myself instinctively.

Coldness invaded my body. This was good, I needed this; I needed to destroy the weakness inside me.

He stood and with a last look disappeared through the door.

My chest ripped in two. I would never be the same again.