I was looking at my story and I had the sudden urge to rewrite it. I have been practicing my writing for a while now and I wanted to update it. Please review! :) I do not own the Twilight series

Chapter 1:

Bella jolted awake a small gasp escaping her lips when she heard a loud thud coming from downstairs. Shooting up from her bed she pulled the covers around her trying to offer a little protection from her fears. Charlie was out on a fishing trip and would not return until Monday leaving her alone in the house. Bella shivered in fear as she was reminded that the day was Saturday leaving her two more days until his return.

"Edward?" She whispered just loud enough for his sensitive hearing to pick up if in fact the intruder was him. The hope in her chest died when there was no reply and she did not see his face as she scanned the dark void that was her room. 'Maybe he got back early from hunting' Bella thought to herself, but it was all in vain when reason caught up with her. Another loud crash echoed threw her once silent home causing her heart to skip a beat. Realizing that there was no way that she could go back to sleep after this. She got up from her bed and grabbed a metal baseball bat that Charlie insisted she have in her room at all times and crept out of her bedroom. Bella slid her way across the wall and tried silently to make her way to the staircase. She stopped only once to hear another loud bang before she slid her way down the stairs. When she was half way down the staircase she noticed that the living room light was on and that only seemed to bring more aware to her fears.

Bella swallowed her fears hoping her clumsiness would not get the best of her before she jumped missing the squeaky bottom step. Sighing in relief as she made it without alerting the person in her living room. Bella tightened her grip on the bat as managed to slip her way into the room. The dark figure in front of her still seemed unaware of her presence as he continued rummaging thru a drawer near the couch.

"Who are you?" Bella yelled startling the man as well as herself. She was surprised at how strong her voice was in this situation. "Turn around!" She yelled louder her voice dripping with authority. The man stiffened and slowly turned around raising his arms up to face Bella. His expression changing from grim to humorous when he looked at her and that only seemed to piss Bella off more. The man smirked and lowered his left hand before placing it inside his coat.

"Don't move! I have already called the police!" Bella growled lying threw her teeth in hope that she sounded at least a little convincing but her voice took that time to betray her and waved.

The man only laughed menacingly and pulled out a pistol from the inside of his coat pocket. He aimed the gun at Bella a smirk gracing his features.

"You should be the one not moving Bella" The man laughed again his voice booming angrily threw the house throwing Bella off guard. It took her a minute to realize that she recognized that voice. "Dan?" She gasped lowering the bat from her hands. Bella froze as she stared at her classmate from Biology. This did not make any sense the guy before her was quiet and seemed to be an all around nice guy when he started talking. He never even approached her let alone talked to her, so why was he in her house?

"Dan, what is going on? Why are you trying to steal from me?" Bella asked calmly. She was trying her best to stall him long enough in hope that Alice would have a vision. or so she could at least think of a way to get out of the situation herself.

"Just shut up!" Dan yelled ignoring her questions and bringing her out of her thoughts. He waved his gun at her. "You just don't understand!" His voice was getting so loud that Bella had to wonder if the neighbors heard him. All of a sudden the front door burst open making both of them jump, and Dan's accidentally pulled the trigger. The bullet soared across the room embedding itself into Bella's shoulder. She scream out in pain as the impact made her lose her balance. Bella's head slammed into something hard causing her vision to blur and her to slowly lose consciousness. The last thing she heard was her name being called before she blacked out.