Bellas pov
I don't know what is worse. My life oder the person I serve.... "Servant Swan? Where are you?!" He shouted. That was my Master Edward Cullen. I never say his name though to his face. That would be disrespectful, and it would land me punishment. How did I get here as a servant, and who is my cruel master? Well it all began...
Flashback
I was enjoying myself Lesen on a park bench; when all of a sudden, a girl with long blonde hair, came up to me. "Are Du Bella Swan?" She asked. I was confused; at how she knew my name. She was younge; and she wore a young black mantel with a hood. Mysterious. "Yes; but how did Du know?-" I was cut off when she spoke. "I am so sorry." She apologised and a man came to put his hand over my mouth and dragged me in his car. I could've bite him but I didn't. And why was the girl sorry? I was in the car, (at the back,)when names were spoken. "Do Du think it's her Jane?" The man asked. "Positive Felix. Master wants her." So now I know the names of the kidnappers. Great(!) After a long car journey, an introduction of the master, I was scared. "What are Du going to do to me, Edward?" I asked. He was shocked so he corrected me. "It's master. And this is your new home. Your parents owed me a huge debt years ago. This is how ther are paying the last bill." He answered and a devilish smile was on his lips.
The rest wasn't too bad. But I had to be his servant. The first Tag I called my Mother Renne to ask about the debt. She told me. "I did it too feed you. At the time we couldn't afford so we made a deal. We got enough money; and when Du are 17 Du would have to work for him. I am so sorry." She sounded like she was about to cry. Still she was a parent who cared. Being a servant wasn't that bad because I thought with the devilish smile; he would take away my virtue. It was a weird idea; but I couldn't trust anyone these days, including my 'master.' The first day, (after the call,) were simple chores. Dusting, washing the dishes and yada yada. At some times, he would call me; but other times, he would leave me on my own.
But the problem was: even if he was my master; I began to fell for him. If Du looked pass the devilness Du would see a soul that was locked up for centuaries. I must've been crazy to think that, but when the herz wants what it wants, there is no telling what could happen next. Which brings us back too....
"Servant Swan? Where are you?!" He shouted. He wasn't mad, just annoyed. I didn't want to answer him, because I was scrubbing the floor; but the words escaped my mouth. "Coming master." I answered. I picked myself off the floor and ran to him, to obey his Weiter command. But me being forgetful and klutzy, ran and slipped. The Weiter thing happened when cold hands caught me. I expected it to be Felix, but it was Edward. He looked at me innocently; like we were a couple in love. Words could not speak. He looked as if he was going to shout; but strangly he didn't. "Bella, what am I going to do with you? Be careful ok?" This was amazing. He spoke softley and sweetly as if we were a couple. He picked me up and we just stared at eachother. We were leaning closer and closer, and almost touching whe-
"Master, Du have to come in the dining hall now." Felix inturrupted. "I have got to go. Don't worry about anything. The others will take care of it." He said. And with that; he left the room.
"Girl, he is in Liebe with you." Jane of course. "All; I am saying is, is that he doesn't say, don't worry about it and lean to KISS any worker Du know." She informed. So he did Liebe me! But I had to be stricly professional. "Jane. I don't think so. Now I've got to finish the rest of the floor."
I don't know what is worse. My life oder the person I serve.... "Servant Swan? Where are you?!" He shouted. That was my Master Edward Cullen. I never say his name though to his face. That would be disrespectful, and it would land me punishment. How did I get here as a servant, and who is my cruel master? Well it all began...
Flashback
I was enjoying myself Lesen on a park bench; when all of a sudden, a girl with long blonde hair, came up to me. "Are Du Bella Swan?" She asked. I was confused; at how she knew my name. She was younge; and she wore a young black mantel with a hood. Mysterious. "Yes; but how did Du know?-" I was cut off when she spoke. "I am so sorry." She apologised and a man came to put his hand over my mouth and dragged me in his car. I could've bite him but I didn't. And why was the girl sorry? I was in the car, (at the back,)when names were spoken. "Do Du think it's her Jane?" The man asked. "Positive Felix. Master wants her." So now I know the names of the kidnappers. Great(!) After a long car journey, an introduction of the master, I was scared. "What are Du going to do to me, Edward?" I asked. He was shocked so he corrected me. "It's master. And this is your new home. Your parents owed me a huge debt years ago. This is how ther are paying the last bill." He answered and a devilish smile was on his lips.
The rest wasn't too bad. But I had to be his servant. The first Tag I called my Mother Renne to ask about the debt. She told me. "I did it too feed you. At the time we couldn't afford so we made a deal. We got enough money; and when Du are 17 Du would have to work for him. I am so sorry." She sounded like she was about to cry. Still she was a parent who cared. Being a servant wasn't that bad because I thought with the devilish smile; he would take away my virtue. It was a weird idea; but I couldn't trust anyone these days, including my 'master.' The first day, (after the call,) were simple chores. Dusting, washing the dishes and yada yada. At some times, he would call me; but other times, he would leave me on my own.
But the problem was: even if he was my master; I began to fell for him. If Du looked pass the devilness Du would see a soul that was locked up for centuaries. I must've been crazy to think that, but when the herz wants what it wants, there is no telling what could happen next. Which brings us back too....
"Servant Swan? Where are you?!" He shouted. He wasn't mad, just annoyed. I didn't want to answer him, because I was scrubbing the floor; but the words escaped my mouth. "Coming master." I answered. I picked myself off the floor and ran to him, to obey his Weiter command. But me being forgetful and klutzy, ran and slipped. The Weiter thing happened when cold hands caught me. I expected it to be Felix, but it was Edward. He looked at me innocently; like we were a couple in love. Words could not speak. He looked as if he was going to shout; but strangly he didn't. "Bella, what am I going to do with you? Be careful ok?" This was amazing. He spoke softley and sweetly as if we were a couple. He picked me up and we just stared at eachother. We were leaning closer and closer, and almost touching whe-
"Master, Du have to come in the dining hall now." Felix inturrupted. "I have got to go. Don't worry about anything. The others will take care of it." He said. And with that; he left the room.
"Girl, he is in Liebe with you." Jane of course. "All; I am saying is, is that he doesn't say, don't worry about it and lean to KISS any worker Du know." She informed. So he did Liebe me! But I had to be stricly professional. "Jane. I don't think so. Now I've got to finish the rest of the floor."
The change...It did not happen fast,rearranged in a sudden whiplash,and now your this,strong and fast,be careful girl,cause it'll whiplash
Chorus:Your lips red as a rose,Your a stark beauty from your head to your toes,along with that pale face and chiseled nose,your definitely real,but Du don't know what to feel (anymore) fighting in the night,your closed quarters,tight,yeah an immoral being alright,an immortal being alright
Your throat burns,your mind yearns,for a sedative Du will never find,they're is no real cure,you never will really endure...everything that's happened to you!
(Chorus)
(Dark night,Twilight) Get a grip girl (Dark night,Twilight) this is the real world (Dark night,Twilight,Dark night,Twilight) Oh!
(Chorus)
An Immortal being,that's alright!
Chorus:Your lips red as a rose,Your a stark beauty from your head to your toes,along with that pale face and chiseled nose,your definitely real,but Du don't know what to feel (anymore) fighting in the night,your closed quarters,tight,yeah an immoral being alright,an immortal being alright
Your throat burns,your mind yearns,for a sedative Du will never find,they're is no real cure,you never will really endure...everything that's happened to you!
(Chorus)
(Dark night,Twilight) Get a grip girl (Dark night,Twilight) this is the real world (Dark night,Twilight,Dark night,Twilight) Oh!
(Chorus)
An Immortal being,that's alright!
Llovera, gotas mínimas
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya
Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento
English Translation:
Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea
No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and
Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes
No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance
Lloverá, de mi boca
Saldrá el mar
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no, me dejes ver
Tu vida fue gestada ya
Lloverá, caudales de agua
Agua lisa
Lloverá, desde mis ojos
No, no, Romeo, no
No, no me dejes ver
Que tu muerte fue gestada ya
Renacimiento
English Translation:
Llovera, minimum drops
Rain, from my mouth
Will the sea
No, no, Romeo, not
No, no, let me see
Your life was articulated and
Rain, water flows
Smooth water
Rain from my eyes
No, no, Romeo, not
No, do not let me see
May your death was articulated and
Renaissance
Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his messer and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing Weiter of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his messer and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing Weiter of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his Friends was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low