“Edward, Alice, hold her down. I’ll send Emmett to help you.”

“What!?”

“Wait!”

“No!”

Alice, Edward and I all shouted together.

“Just do it.” He ordered

“Send Jasper.” Alice advised

“No, Emmett is stronger and Jaspers power is no good when it comes to the scent of blood, remember?”

“Oh yeah.” Alice seemed to suddenly recall a previous memory.

“I’m so sorry, Bella.” Edward whispered in my ear.

“Why on earth would there be any fresh blood in Carlisle’s office?” Alice wondered aloud.

“No.” I corrected her. “It wasn’t fresh blood, it was very old. There was actually a lot of different old blood, but only one of them smelled good.”

Edward and Alice exchanged frightened glances at my words.

“What’s going on?” Emmett appeared at the foot of the stairs. His question went unanswered though, it was cut off by a loud scream coming from me. Carlisle appeared right behind him holding a open test tube of blood and a blood stained rag. I strained towards him and Alice and Edward struggled against my force. I stood a small chance of escaping them until Emmett joined the restraint party.

“Her eyes are black.” He commented.

“This is why.” Carlisle gestured to the bottle and rag he held. “Bella, I need you to try to focus.”

I struggled against the three pairs of hands violently, feeling the anger bubbling up within me. Why wouldn’t they just let me have that rag. Its not like it was an actual human.

“Bella, which of these do you want?” Carlisle asked gently.

“The rag. Give me the rag!” I pleaded desperately.

“I thought so.” He stated smoothly. With that, he turned on his heel and departed up the stairs. I cried out in anguish as he denied me the appealing scent that was torturing me. A few moments later he returned empty handed followed by Jasper, Esme, and Rosalie.

“Relax, Bella. I took care of it.” He assured me.

Alice and Emmett released me, but Edward would not let go. His arms circled around me and cradled me to his chest. His eyes were panic stricken and full of sympathy as he stared at me in concern.

I was appalled with myself. How could I have behaved like that. I am a monster, I though to myself.