One: Empty, Hollow, Lifeless.
"You. . .don't. . .want me?," The words came out painfully out of Isabella's Swan's mouth. In front of her only ten inches away was Edward Cullen, her guardian angel, the person she loves the most-the person whom she would risk her life for. Edward Cullen would do all those things, and most of all, never hurt Bella.
Supposedly.
"Bella; I can't live like this. I don't want to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm a vampire Bella; and your just a human that I could kill right now," Edward stared at Bella with hard cold eyes.
"Well that changes things," Bella said numbly. She stepped closer to Edward, but he took a step back; hurt filled Bella.
"Goodbye Bella," He was about to go, when he made Bella promise that she wouldn't do anything reckless.
"I promise," She whispered, and Edward bent down swiftly, kissing her forehead. With a blur he was gone. Bella stumbled after the path Edward had walked; she sprinted until she fell, and she curled herself up. Darkness fell, and she closed her eyes; she felt utterly empty-hollow-lifeless.
Suddenly, she got herself up, and ran until she found her home, then quickly and clumsily grabbed her keys to her truck. She knew Edward was lying; Edward didn't leave her; and if he did she would just follow him.
Starting the motor, she drove out, didn't even wave to Charlie who was outside watching her. She drove until there was only one road and the forest was on either sides of it. The road was bumpy, causing the truck to go bumpy as well.
"Please Edward," She whispered frantically, her eyes looking everywhere, driving fast for the first time.
It was night, and she could hardly see anything, when-
"AAH!," Bella screamed when something hit her truck windshield, and the thing dented the top roof of the truck. She looked at the rearview mirror, to see a figure flipping through the air and falling hard to the ground.
Braking fast, her heart pounding, she forgot about Edward leaving her, and hopped off the truck, running to the injured person whom she ran over.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!," She bent down next to the person, and it turns out that it was a man who had black hair, clear skin and extremely handsome. Bella paid no attention to this; she brushed her fingers against his forehead to find that there was no wounds; the guy wasn't bleeding at all.
Suddenly, his eyes fly open, and there Bella saw the most icyiest blue eyes staring up at her.
"Do you feel okay?," She said worriedly, grabbing his hand instinctively and staring into his eyes.
"I'm fine," His voice was harsh; cold. He could have ripped his hand away from this strange girl but he didn't. Instead he let her hold his hand, something that this person would never let most girls do.
"I'm sorry, I just- stupid truck-I," She stops when she catches something glittering in the moonlight-10 feet away was a shiny object-she squinted to see what it was.
The man then stood up, and noticing the shiny object, lunged for it. He put it on, and then slowly stared at Bella who was shaking. He grabbed her by the shoulders-
stared at her straight in the eyes-
"You will forget that you even met me-even saw me,"
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Damon sighed as the girl nodded and closed her eyes, and for a strange effect, she had fallen asleep.
"Crap now what do I do?," For some strange reason he didn't want to leave her out here-where dangerous stuff could happen. Damon snorted-if Stefan could see him now caring for a dumb girl.
"All right then, what's your name?," He muttered, and went to her orange truck (he didn't like it all too slow) and opened the compartment drawer, to find registration lisensce.
"Isabella Swan?," He said, looking up at the girl who was on the floor curled up, sleeping. He smiled despite that he was stuck in the forest and had no one for help.
"Oh here's your address Isabella will you look at that?," He said happily, and then walked over to her. He had to admit that she was pretty; no pretty like Elena, but not your average girl.
He bent over and lifted her into his arms. "Damn your so light," He muttered, easily carrying her to the truck. He sat her down on the passenger seat, and he went onto the drivers seat, driving her to her home.
He peeked at her, and he noticed how her brunette wavy hair fell over her shoulder, her pale skin almost like a ghost-strangely it suited her. Her eyelashes were long whens she slept-her lips pink and slightly open. Yes, Damon had to admit she was pretty.
Then she started to toss her head and then, he heard her voice once more-
"No please! Let me go with you!," She mumbled. He looked at her; she was asleep. So she talks in her sleep?
"Edward don't leave me please," she whimpered, and that sound made Damon's heart shatter-something he didn't feel even when Elena was hurt and he was there.
Whoever this Edward was, Damon didn't ever want to meet this guy.
"I love you Edward," she mumbled, and Damon rolled his eyes. Everyone thinks they're in love nowadays he thought. He knew that this girl was probably like every other girl- self centered-selfish-'loving someone'
"Edward come back!," She whimpered again, and when Damon turned to look at her, he saw tears coming down her face.
How can someone cry in their sleep? Damon wondered.
But still, he wanted this girl to stop crying. He slowed down, and finally stopped when he reached a house, painted blue.
He parked the truck on the other side of the road, and smirked at the girl.
"Well here we are. Ha who says I don't know directions?," He then stopped smiling when he saw a tear slip again from the girl's eyes. Before he knew what he was doing he had lifted the girl into his arms and brushed a tear off with his finger.
Looking away with disgust at himself, he carried the girl to the open window he could find-which was way upstairs, so he had to climb a tree and swing himself.
When he did that, he threw the girl gently on the bed he could find, turned around and left.
He didn't know what caused him to do such a good deed-was it because he was drunk? But he wasn't drunk at all.
He sniffed-there were a lot of humans here-tonight he settled down to feed.
Bella fluttered her eyes open, and slowly sat up, and she looked at the other side of the bed, when she looked down-right, Edward left-she thought to herself miserably.
"How'd I get here? I swear I was at my truck-," Then she gasped. She ran over some stranger and somehow, she got back home-but how?
"I hope he isn't hurt," She muttered, then she slowly walked to her window. She frowned-she always kept it open-someone had closed it-maybe it was Charlie. Speaking of Charlie, she stood very still and very quiet- until she heard snoring from her dad. She would get her lecture from him later when she came back from school.
Opening the window, she felt the cool October air blow on her face.
She sighed, walking slowly to get dressed for school, like a robot.
After dressing she quietly walked out the door and to her truck, driving it to school. Parking it next to Tyler's van, her heart pained-it was the same van that had almost crushed her but Edward had saved her.
Slamming her truck door, she walked monotonley to her classroom-she even ignored the whispers of everyone. She heard a girl say somethng about 'Salvatores'
She was going to open the door to her classroom when Jessica waved at her. Bella plastered a fake smile. "Hey Jess,"
"Bella! Have you seen them? They're so hot! Especially that Damon guy! But everyone likes him, so I'm putting the moves on the guy named Stephan,"
"What?," Bella was now confused. Jessica rolled her eyes. "There's new students-the Salvatore brothers and that girl who thinks she's all that Ellen or Elli or I think it's Elena, oh look here they come," Jessica pointed with her eyes-Bella turned around and saw three people-two guys and one girl-the girl was apparently the 'popular' one.
Next to her was a guy who had wavy brown hair, oak green eyes, and a sweet smile. Next to him was a guy wearing a leather jacket, black hair and clear skin-Bella stared strangely at his eyes- they were an icy blue, she felt as if she'd seen them before-
Bella stopped staring, turned her attention to any cars-a ferrari a porsche or a silver volvo.
No car like that. Her heart dropped, and as Jessica stared at her, she looked empty and hollow. Lifeless.
Damon was flashing smiles at all the girls when he saw her-the brunette haired girl-Isabella.
She was even more pretty in the light, Damon thought, but she looked the same as he saw her- empty hollow and just lifeless.
"Damon," hissed Elena as she smiled at the brunette haired girl.
Stefan, who noticed how Damon stared at the girl, turned his attention to her. He was speechless. Of all the girls in the school, Stefan felt a pull towards her, as if a connection occured between them.
He shook his head; the only connections he felt was with Elena. Probably just a draft, he thought as he and the others walked away from the girl.
At lunch, Stefan searched the crowds for that specific person-Elena. He spotted Damon talking with girls who were surrounding him. Rolling his eyes he walked to a table where Elena was alone, and next to them was the brunette sitting all alone, looking out the window, as if waiting for something-or someone.
She then looked down as if in defeat, but everytime the cafeteria door to the outside would open her eyes would lit up and look-then all happiness would be gone when she didn't see someone. Stefan felt a tiny bit bad for her.
Elena who was noticing Stefan's gaze to the girl, she waved a hand to him.
"Hello? Stefan are you listening to me?," She said, and Stefan snapped out of it.
"Oh sorry Elena, what were you saying again?," He gave one last peek at the girl who was now blinking back tears and still watching out the window. Stefan wanted badly to go and comfort her.
They aren't coming Bella give up! Bella thought to herself, but no matter how many times she told herself this, she found herself staring out the window once more.
A part of her wanted to go find the Cullens, but the other part wanted to stay here, to get a grip, and to move on.
She didn't know which to choose, so she sat there, staring out the window-but she knew that they weren't coming at all.
She knew better-Bella felt empty, hollow, and lifeless for the first time in her life.
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