Thinking about him became easier as the months passed.
I think I was starting to convince myself that he was not real and our whole relationship was nothing but a dream, but no matter how hard I tried to convince myself of this - I knew I could never forget about Edward Cullen.
Everyone thought that I was doing better and that somehow I was moving on, but that was not the case. Edward haunts my every thought and despite my efforts to push it all away, it just keeps coming back to me… the party, the paper cut, our last and final kiss then the words that changed my life forever…
~ FLASH BACK ~
He took a deep breath “Bella, we’re leaving”
I took a deep breath too. This was an acceptable option. I thought I was prepared, but I still had to ask…“Why now? Another Year…”
“Bella its time. How much longer could we stay in Forks? After all Carlisle can barely pass for thirty and he is claiming thirty three now. We’d have to start over soon, regardless” His answer confused me. I thought the point of us leaving was to let his family live in peace. Why did we have to leave if his family were going? I stared back at him, trying to understand what he meant.
He stared back coldly. With a role of nausea, I realized I’d misunderstood.
“When you say we…” I whispered
“I mean my family and myself”
“Okay, I’ll come with you”
“You can’t Bella, where we’re going…it’s not the right place for you now”
“Where you are is the right place for me. What happened with Jasper… It was nothing, EDWARD, NOTHING”
“Bella, I don’t want you to come with me” He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying. There was a pause as I repeated his words in my head a few times.
“You… don’t… want me” I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.
~ FLASH BACK ENDS ~
I shuddered as the pain washed back over me; it engulfed my body – crushing me painfully, the same pain I felt as he left me curled up on the wet bracken, repeating his last words in my head. I wanted to die that day, after all my future had just been ripped from my hands… I had nothing left to live for.
~ O ~
I laid back into the long grass, exhaling as my body relaxed into the earth, the flowers and thick greenery cushioning me. I closed my eyes and lifted my head to the sky, letting the sun prickle my pale skin and dare I say it – I felt relaxed for once. Then again, the meadow always had this effect on me… it was the one place I could remember him clearly. For that I was thankful.
I carefully listened to the chirping of birds and the soft rattle of leaves, as they tumbled through the trees with the gentle breeze. My body was becoming lighter and I could feel the darkness coming over me as I drifted to sleep...
My eyes opened in a shot and a bolted into an upright position, the meadow was pitch black with the darkness of night. I had slept for far too long, Charlie was bound to be worried. The day had gone all too fast, I sighed pulling myself up from the ground, dusting the dirt from my jeans.
I twisted my head towards the sound, the noise making me jump slightly. It was shrill and echoed around the forest that surrounded me, I could feel the fear rising inside of me. It was probably my imagination, I turned to leave and the sound came again – this time closer and louder than before.
“Hello… is anyone there?” I called out in the direction of the noise, wondering what was lurking in the shrubbery. I got ready to run at the slightest of movements, but nothing came. Whether that was a good thing or a bad, I was not hanging around to find out.
I walked slowly to the forest edge, my broken heart pounding in my chest. Then I saw them… two dark figures stood in the clearing. They were motionless, staring in my direction. I only knew of one creature that could keep as still as that.
My heart was beating harshly in my chest as the figures slowly made their way across the meadow. I backed away, bit by bit and then stopped dead as the moonlight hit their faces. Seeing them brought back the many, horrible memories of last summer when we were on the baseball field. My lungs refused to breathe and my legs deviated from their order to run – I stood there trembling as Victoria walked forwards from the shadows. She was just as magnificent as I remembered her.
Victoria came closer, her fiery red hair blowing in the breeze – a smile stretched across her beautiful face.
“Look who we have here” her voice was cruel “All alone… where are the Cullen’s now?”
I stared back at her, trying not to let my fear get the best of me.
“It looks like Edward never cared after all” She spat bitterly looking over at the other dark figure… Laurent. He stood there quietly, his face blank.
“What do you want from me” I tried to sound strong, but it was helpless, my voice came out shaky and in a petrified tone. I knew I was fooling no one and I had very little chance of getting away, but I took it – sprinting off, away from the two nomads.
“There is no point in running Bella” Laurent soothed. Within seconds he was stood beside me, blocking my path from the meadow. His cool finger tips caressed my cheek as he brought his face to my neck, he inhaled deeply.
“How on earth did that Cullen boy let you go? You are simply… mouth-watering” His teeth grazed my skin as he spoke, making me tense up. Suddenly I was shoved to the ground, falling onto my hands and knees. I looked up to see Victoria stood above me, her teeth glinting in the moonlight as she smiled a wide grin.
She grabbed hold of my arm tightly, making me gasp in pain as she twisted to bring me to my feet, pulling me close towards her. Victoria’s coal black eyes raked over me, the smirk she bared revealed what she had in store.
She stroked her fingers across my neck, following the blue veins that ran under my skin. The corners of her mouth ridded up as she bent down – her mouth meeting my neck. She gave a small, sinister laugh before plunging her teeth into me. I screamed feeling the venom pour into my body and the agonizing pain which came with it.
I pursed my lips forcefully, trying to conceal the screeches that threatened to escape my mouth. Victoria pulled away, letting my limp body fall to the damp ground, withering in pain. I tried over and over to silence myself, I did not want to give Victoria the satisfaction, but no matter how hard I tried I could not stop the screaming. The pain was too intense.
I cried heavily, pleading for the fire to stop. I could hear the laughs of the two evil vampires as they watched me roll around on the floor, the pain becoming worse with every second that dragged by. Through the screams, I grasped onto the gushing wound on my neck – trying to stop the spreading, but it was too much, I had lost control on my body. I could not move, stuck inside of what felt like a shell of searing heat. The fire consumed me, I begged for someone to kill me already.
I soon lost track of time and I thought the endless burning would never stop, but gradually I could feel it subsiding and my body coming back to life. The ache disappeared, but the hurt was still there. Edward let me die, in the worst way possible… he did not care to keep me safe. In that moment my heart stopped, never to beat again.
Slowly I opened my eyes. It was different, everything around me in high definition. Every little thing was clear as day, every sound, smell and speck of dirt. I could sense it all, it overwhelmed me.
Where was I? I looked around hastily; I was surrounded by four rotten wood walls, which obviously belonged to some sort of shed. The bunch of tools I was dumped amongst were centuries old, from the smell of the rust on them. The shed was dark with a small line of light coming from a small window, which was covered ivy. I sniffed the air only to smell dirt and moss, I choked – a shot of heat burning up my throat. I then noticed it, a note placed on my chest.
I picked it up and read the scrawled handwriting…
I have to live forever without James, welcome to my world.
I knew why she changed me. She wanted me to feel what she has, an eternity without her mate. It would have been easy letting me die, this however was torture. I understood her motives at last.
I groaned pulling myself up and out of the mature tools, brushing off my tattered clothes from the dust and dirt that had gathered on me. I watched as the dust broke free from the fabric and floated elegantly in the air. I breathed in gently, watching the dust get sucked into my dead lungs and burned my raw throat.
Edward had explained a vampire’s thirst to me when we first met, but I did not know the first thing about hunting. I had no choice though, I needed to eat. I pushed my hand again the shed door, forgetting my strength the disintegrated wood came straight off the hinges. Oops.
I looked around. I recognized the area to be Port Angelus. I remember the roads well and could see the welcome sign. Why had they put me here? In a town of all places, a new vampire with a lust for blood… they wanted me to kill. It was then that I smelt it, the scent of warm, thick blood pumping through my victims veins, I then noticed that my legs were moving – charging towards my prey, I could feel the animal in me coming out.
I wanted it and badly. I craved to sink my teeth deep into their neck and drink every last ounce of their blood, but a new scent washed over me. I stopped dead in my tracks. I titled my head into the air, focussing on the scent that had overwhelmed me. Vampire… not one, but four.
That is when I saw them…