A/N- okay this is my first attempt at fanfiction, so dont expect anything more if it's not great. this is just something i'm doing in my spare time but i should update regularly, i would love to know what you think so please review if you don't like it then i probably won't continue with it. erm.. okay that's all folks, enjoy!!

disclaimer: as much as i wish it, i dont have that kind of luck, so i dont own twilight.

It had been about 2 months since Edward and I had returned from Italy. Things were going… okay, I guess. After the first night Edward came back Charlie had been resigned to the fact that he could not keep me away from Edward. Unfortunately he was able to ground me for the three days I went 'missing'. The situation with Jacob wasn't any better either; he wouldn't pick up my calls and he obviously hadn't come to see me. But other than that, things seemed to be getting back to normal. Edward would pick me up for school, we would go to our classes, he would drive me home and then I would wait several long hours until he sneaked back through my window when Charlie was asleep.

Tonight I was making Charlie's dinner, steak, his favorite; I had been softening him up; trying to get him to lift my house-arrest, though I couldn't see that happening anytime soon. I noticed that I didn't have any oil. Oh well, I thought, surely Charlie wouldn't mind if I went to the store, it was only a few streets away; it would only take 5 minutes if I walked. I grabbed my jacket and wrote a note for Charlie before walking out my front door.

As I walked past I noticed a flash of grey against the lush emerald green of the forks forest. My surprise turned into realization as I recognized the small figure slinking out from underneath the undergrowth.

It was a cat, normally I wouldn't of bothered at such a trivial thing but this wasn't just any cat. This cat had been following me around ever since I returned from Italy. I had first seen it one night when I had been waiting up for Edward.

Looking out at the stars from my window, I heard a miaow from above. I looked up only to be trapped in the gaze of a pair of bright jade green eyes standing out against the midnight blue sky. I tried to get her to come down off the roof but in my attempt I slipped, as per usual, causing me to nearly fall out of the window before I felt 2 stone cold arms ensnare my waist.

"Bella! What in god's name did you think you were doing?!" I looked back to my roof, trying to locate the cat so as to have some evidence to support my explanation. But it was gone.

"I… I s-saw a cat on the roof, so I tried to get it down," I stuttered as confusion colored my tone. Edward looked at me incredulously, but didn't say anything. He dragged me over to the bed and tucked me in.

"Sleep Bella, my love, I think you've had a long day,"

I sighed, there was no point in worrying about it, instead I snuggled into the cool embrace of my only love, drifting into a peaceful sleep as Bella hummed my lullaby.

Coming back into reality, I realized I had reached the store. The cat was behind me just a few feet away in the shadows, it had been following me; it seemed to that a lot lately like it was just waiting for something to happen to me and wanted to be there when it happened. I must have zoned out again, contemplating why this cat was so fascinated by me. When I heard the wheels of a car screech, whirling, I looked upon my impending doom with surprisingly no fear just sorrow and a slight hint of amusement.

Looking back at my life and seeing all I had been through; James, Laurent, Victoria, the Volturi. All these supernatural beings who had tried to get rid of me but know all I could see was the irony that a drunk driver and his car would succeed where they had failed. And the sorrow, Edward and I had been through so much and survived it all only to have it torn away the moment we got it back.

I felt the impact and screamed but soon my body became numb as I was slowly slipping into unconsciousness. The last thing I saw were the bright green eyes of the cat and the ecstatic yet sickening feeling of something being awakened within me; something deep, dark; something feral and animalistic.