DISCLAIMER: Ok, so this is my first 'fan fiction'. I'm not sure whether it's good or not, so I'd appreciate some reviews! Anyway, sorry about the lyrics at the start. I was just planning on putting the end of the song, 'My Immortal' by Evanescence, but I thought I should put the whole thing. It's my favorite song and it also suits the pain that Bella feels. I know there are a lot of differences, like the singing thing and everything, but I thought it would be fun. Just to clear up, Bella has moved to a new place where she met Stacy, Mary and Natalie, but she's also a vampire now. It will all be explained in the next chapter! Alright, I guess I should stop rambling now. Oh, by the way, I just have to rub it in a little: I SMELL LIKE BELLA SWAN! Did any Twilight fans hear of the new Twilight fragrance by HotTopic or something? Well, it was made to smell how Bella smells to Edward. Anyway, there was this big thing about how it's a rip-off of Nina Ricci's perfume 'Nina'. So today I went out and bought 'Nina', and now I smell like Bella! Yay! I hate to say bad stuff about Twilight, but really, the people who made the Twilight perfume are IDIOTS! Even the packaging is the exact same, in the shape of an apple! Ok, I'll shut up now. Hope you like the story! Oh, and I don't own Twilight! You know the drill! It belongs to the immortal genius that is Stephenie Meyer! Forever in your debt for bringing Twilight to the world, Ms Meyer!

I'm so tired of being here,

Suppressed by all my,

Childish fears,

And if you have to leave,

I wish that you would just leave,

Cos your presence still lingers here,

And it won't leave me alone,

These wounds won't seem to heal,

This pain is just to real,

There's just too much that time cannot erase,

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

I held your hand through all of these years,

And you still have,

All of me,

You used to captivate me,

By your resonating light,

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind,

Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams,

Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me,

These wounds won't seem to heal,

This pain is just too real,

There's just too much that time cannot erase,

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

I held your hand through all of these years,

And you still have,

All of me,

I've tried so hard to tell myself that your gone,

But though you're still with me,

I've been alone all along

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

I held your hand through all of these years,

And you still have,

All of me…

My voice cracked on the last word and a single tear fell down my cheek. The crowd didn't notice, they cheered wildly for me. I smiled weakly and scanned the crowd once, before stepping off-stage. Stacy and Mary bounded up to me, encasing me in tight hugs.

"Wow!" shouted Mary, over the din of the crowd, "Your voice never ceases to amaze me,"

"Yeah," agreed Stacy, "That's such a great song for you. You do Evanescence so well!"

I grinned with faux cheerfulness, but I was saved from replying by my best friend.

"Nice work, Bella," Natalie said with a small smile, "That was really beautiful,"

We exchanged knowing glances. Natalie was the only one I'd told about Edward Cullen. She was the only one who knew the real meaning behind tonight's song choice. Normally I'd pick an upbeat, meaningless pop song for the crowd, but tonight was special. And painful. Tonight marked to anniversary of his leave. And tonight I wanted to pay tribute to him.

I'd already forgiven Edward for leaving me. I was angry at first, when he'd walked away without explaining. Without giving me the chance to win him back. But now I respected that he didn't love me, and he wanted to move on. I had nothing but good feelings toward him. Of course I was still in love with him. I would never stop loving Edward. Enough to make me cry every night, as I did. But I knew that he was happy. And that was what mattered.

The din of the crowd died down as the next entertainer started his act. Normally I'd watch Mark's comedy show, he was usually quite funny, but tonight I didn't want to laugh. I wanted to weep. Stacy and Mary said something about going to get drinks, and disappeared into the crowd. Once they were gone, Natalie pulled me into a tight hug.

"I'm proud of you, Bella. You were very strong tonight," she said.

I smiled as she released me, "It was hard to do but I think he deserved it,"

Natalie rolled her eyes. She was very good with dealing with my grief, but she didn't understand how I could forgive Edward so easily, let alone think I owed him anything. She had seen me through my worst mourning phase. She knew what he had done to me. She hadn't forgiven him yet.

"Bella!" a voice I knew only too well called.

I turned to John, my boss and he hugged me briefly, "Great show tonight. My Immortal by Evanescence. A surprising song choice, but very moving. Listen, we don't need you in tomorrow, we've got a successful singer coming in,"

I laughed at his use of the word successful. He always resented that I didn't get a record deal, but I wasn't looking for any of that. I was happy with my nightly song at the youth club. It never got in the way of school, it paid well, and it was friendly. What more could I want?

"Alright. I might actually go to a successful joint," I shot back with a playful wink.

He chuckled, "It's a slow night, what can I say?"

I rolled my eyes and turned away, and ran straight into a large somebody with ice-cold skin.

I looked up into his bright gold eyes and gasped. His face was as handsome and chiselled as I remembered, and his scent felt good to breath in again. His pale skin looked somewhat spooky as the disco lights danced over it. He wore a simple, light blue button-down shirt and dark jeans, but still managed to look amazing. A pair of very attractive girls were eying him and making provocative gestures at him; he was obviously the most good-looking guy in the club. But he payed no attention to them, his eyes locked on mine with an expression that was a mixture of sadness and pain.

"You're still hurting, aren't you?"

His tone was sad. I couldn't understand why, until I realised that he must have heard my song. He must've known the reasoning behind it. I nodded sadly. Natalie was frowning, her bright emerald eyes darting from me to him like she was watching a particularly fast game of tennis. He noticed her too, and smiled a polite, gracious smile. She looked out of breath.

"Natalie," I said with a grin, "This is Jasper Hale,"