Chapter 1: How I found myself

BPOV

My life has been a mess. Ever since He left, I've been on the verge of depression. It did get better when I met Annabelle, Eliza and her mate, Ian. They were the angels that took me out of my broken life and started a new one. They were also vampire rock stars. And I joined them.

You see, after five months of living in a semi-coma, as Charlie put it, Dad snapped and made me catch a plane to Jacksonville. But, with my accident-prone self on-board , the plane had crashed. Everyone was panicking, except three beautiful passengers. They were sitting calmly, waiting as if nothing was happening. But I knew what they were. Their topaz eyes, fresh from hunting, were a dead-give away. But they also had cold, cold skin that terrified me. They were vampires, alright, of that I was sure.

Anyway, I was pulled to the rear door of the air craft by the three amazing passengers. I could see two out of the three vampires were arguing in inhuman speed. I guessed it was about me, so I tried to explain that I already knew. Of course, I was ignored. But a short, spiky red-haired girl was persuading the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. This vampire was even better than Rosalie, I had to admit. In fact, the three reminded me so much of Rosalie, Alice and her mate looked like Jasper. I couldn't stand it anymore. I just jumped out the window, no parachute or anything.

I think the vampires followed soon after but I can never be sure. The red head, the one who looks like Alice, caught me as I was descending in mid-air. She held me for most of the way, than flipped over so that her back was facing the ground. She whispered 'Hold on' before everything went black.

I woke to find myself on a deserted island. My first thought was that I had been left again and, with that, I curled up and sobbed so much. I cried for my lost life, my lost family and most of all, my lost lover. It seemed as though Fate was finally catching up with me.

It was a while before I noticed that three very significant beings were watching me. The beautiful one's face was contorted in a painful expression. The red head's expression looked like pity but there may have been something below the surface, excitement perhaps. I shuddered. I've had enough excitement in my life.

And lastly, the silent boy. He had his arm snaked around the Alice-look-a-like-but-with-red-hair and his perfect face was twisted in a frustrated look. I recognized that look. Hell, I had practically committed it to memory. Everything to do with Him I had committed to memory.

Flashback

"Which one is the boy with the reddish brown hair?" I asked. I peeked at him from the corner of my eye, and he was still staring at me, but not gawking like the other students had today-he had a slightly frustrated expression. I looked down again.

End Flashback

It had been so long since I had seen him. Ever since that fateful day in the forest, I had been dreaming about him but the dreams are never good enough. I want the real thing. So, seeing that expression on the male vampires face brought back memories I shut behind a door. I thought I locked that door securely enough. Obviously not.

Now I was reeling huge heartbreaking sobs. It was my heart that was breaking, not anyone else's. I cried through the night with getting a moment of sleep. Finally in the morning, I stopped crying. Then the red head spoke, "Are you alright?"

I did not feel like talking now and showed it. "What does it look like? Do you think I'm alright?"

Then they did the thing that I least expected to happen. They laughed. Then the vampire more beautiful than Rosalie spoke, "No, it does not look like you are alright. What is your problem? And how do you know about us? Vampires, I mean?"

Just before I could start my life story, the red head interrupted me. "Hi, I'm Eliza and my mate over there is Ian. The incarnation of pure beauty over there is Annabelle. We all have special powers. I can see the future, Annabelle can hear and control feelings and Ian can read minds. Everyone's but yours, of course."

Then Ian spoke in his quiet, gentle voice, "Love, she has no clue on what you're saying."

"Oh, but I do."

When I actually spoke, three heads whipped around to face me.

"What?"

"I said I do know what you're talking about."

And with that opening sentence, I proceeded to tell them my life story since I came to Forks. I told them about how I found Edward, our 'date' in Port Angeles, his and his family's powers, our secret meadow and I told them about James. Eliza and Annabelle hissed at that I looked up, startled. They ushered me to go on.

I went on to my birthday party. I shared with them Jasper's mishap and then I could not continue. But I knew I had to finish the story. So, in a hushed whisper, I told them how Edward said he didn't love me. And then I broke down. The emotions that I had bottled up came flooding out of me. I wasn't crying, I was done with crying. But I could tell that I was killing Annabelle with my emotions from the grief-stricken expression on her Aphrodite-ish face.

I honestly couldn't believe my self. I had just told my life story, or the important bits anyway, to three complete strangers. And to top it all off, I had cried and broken down. But I knew I was safe with them. Eliza then spoke, "Oh, btw, we're all rock stars." Or not.

"Well, what are you going to do with me?"

Eliza laughed a tinkle laugh and said, "You're coming with us, silly."

I gasped. "B-but I don't play any instrument or s-"

"No, but you will. Now, sing a song, any song.

So I just sang a random song that was one of Renee's favorites. When I was done, Eliza, Ian and Annabelle were looking at me with shock written all over their faces.

"What?" I wasn't that bad, was I?

Then Eliza shouted, "You rock, girl! You should totally join our band!"

So, to skip out all the boring bits, I became Fallen Angel in the band Heartbroken Angels. Eliza was named Angel from Hell, Ian was called God's Personal Angel and Annabelle, well, she was the Devil's Angel. In the band, I wrote songs and was the lead singer. Ian played the drum kit, Eliza guitar and Annabelle played the bass. Sometimes she also played the piano accompaniment. I loved it when she did. It reminded myself of Him in a good way. So I toured the world and gained lots of fame. Then it happened. He, the one person that I thought I would never see again, came.