Hey, everyone! I had a new idea for a story a couple weeks ago and I decided to write it out. I haven't updated my other story in quite a while and I blame that on moving, no internet, but mainly writer's block. If anyone of you have read my other story, Finding My Brother, and you have some ideas for it, please PM me or comment. I know this is kind of short, but I already have the next chapter typed. I just want some feedback.

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"Theo," I sighed after I finished my third shot. The alcohol was warming my throat and chest, making me feel partly whole again. "Can I have another one?"

"Please Bell, slow down. Your not twenty-one yet, so be a little discreet. I really need this job." I rolled my eyes. I wanted to drown my sorrows. Isn't that what people do at bars? Drink their horrible lives away? It seems that that was what I was doing. I met Theo a year ago. He hit on me while I was in Port Angeles with Angela. After I politely turned him down, we bonded and became really good friends.

Its been two years since that day. The day Edward left. I could hardly live, just surviving for Charlie's sake was hard. Then Jacob showed up, and there seemed like some part of me wanted to live again. But, then he left, too. That was when I really wished for death. When Angela dragged me out of my house, it was the first time in months I had really been anywhere other than school. When Theo approached me, it would've broke my heart, but my heart was already broken into a million pieces. He looked so nervous I almost laughed even though I hardly had the energy.

His wavey black hair and tawny eyes were the first thing that stood out about him. His hair was long, it came just over his ears. His jaw was strong and square, and he was about a head taller than I was. If I weren't so in love with Edward, I would've thought he was attractive. Well, I do think he's attractive, I'm just not attracted to him. He kept running his hand through his hair nervously and figiting with his shirt.

"Um, hello. I'm Theo." he smiled, unsure of my response. I still wonder what I must've looked like when we met. I knew I had lost weight, I was thin, and paler than normal. I haven't gotten a good nights rest since Edward left, so I probably had dark circles under my eyes. I still, to this day, don't know why he wanted to come up and ask me out. Out of all the beautiful girls around us, he chose me.

"I'm Bella. Nice to meet you." I stuck out my hand and he took it with a firm grip. "Bella, would you like to join me for coffee later?" his eyes were pleading and I felt horrible for having to do what I was about to. "I'm sorry Theo, but I can't." His face fell, but quickly had another smile on his face. "Its alright. Someone as pretty as you was bound to be taken. Friends?"

I was shocked at his response. I expected him to just walk away. And the fact that he wanted to be friends, though he hardly knew me was very kind. It kind of woke me up from my lethargic way of life. "Sure." and I felt myself smile. Really smile for the first time in almost a year.

Now he's my best friend. He's twenty-three and I'm twenty. We now live together in an apartment outside of Port Angeles. He works at a bar and I work at a bookstore. I'd say were both pretty well off. He gets a bit in tips added to his regular pay and I make a decent amount. Our apartment is a two bedroom, two bath, with a kitchen, dining room, and living room.

After a year of us knowing each other, my life has brightened exceptionally. Though I'll never forget about Edward, he was my first and only love. Sometimes I feel like an emotional wreck. There's times when I wish for death, and others when I'm thankful I'm still alive. I smiled gently in achievement as Theo sat a drink on the bar in front of me. I picked it up and sniffed it. It smelt sweet.

I breathed deeply, watching the languid smoke that hovered above everyone's heads. It swirled slightly around me and I felt my lungs constrict and I coughed. I saw Theo smile and I heard him chuckle quietly. I shot him a look and returned to my drink, sipping the last bit and put it back down on the bar. I slowly raked my fingernails against the rough texture of the dark wood the bar was made of. Some parts were smooth, others were rugged from wear and customers engraving their names and other stuff into it.

I felt the affects of the alcohol steadily now. I was beginning to forget. They were barely on the edge of my brain, the Cullens.

"Could I try a cigarette?" I asked him as I watched a man across the room take a long drag of his. It was oddly sensual and I wanted to try it.

Disdain crossed Theo's features. "No. Come on Bella, were going home." he grabbed my arm leading me to the door. "Sandra!" he shouted turning at the last minute, "I'm going on home, Bella's not feeling well." I didn't turn to see her look and nod. She owned the bar. I knew she disapproved of him letting me drink, but she didn't protest, knowing we were still young and wanted to have fun. Even though the whole point of me drinking wasn't for fun.

I woke up when I felt Theo pick me up from the front passenger seat of his car. He had a 1997 midnight blue Chevy Corvette. Man, did he love that car. I've never seen anything he loved more than it. (A/N: pic on my profile)

When we made it into our apartment, he took me to my room and put me to bed. I relaxed into the mattress, pulling the comforter up to my chin and Theo kissed my forehead. "Goodnight, Bell." he said as he left the room.

I remember waking from hearing myself screaming. Hot tears trailed down my cheeks. I brought my knees up to my chest and laid my head on them as a sob escaped me. I tried to stay quiet; I didn't want to wake Theo. He had already been through this with me too many times to count. I hated the dreams, but I craved them at the same time. They were the only reminder I had left that he was real. That Edward was real. It was a replay of the scene in the woods where he left me. A haunting reminder of what was and what will never be.

Guilt flooded through me as I heard my door open and two strong arms wrapped around me. I leaned into him, not realizing how much I needed his comfort. After I calmed back down, he demanded to know everything. Everything that happened between me and the Cullens. Why I missed them so much, why they meant so much to me. His eyes burnt into me. I felt my will give way, and I spilt my secret, their secret. I knew it was wrong of me, but it felt so good to tell someone. I just hoped he didn't think I was crazy. He nodded with every word I said, every detail I told him. After I finished, he was quiet, contemplating. And then the questions began. I felt like I was lecturing on Vampire 101.

"So there is such a thing as vampires?" he asked, once again for reassurance. "Yes." I stated simply.

"I believe you." he spoke quietly.

Once again, I know it was short. The next chapter will definitely be longer.

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