Chapter 1

BPOV

How did I end up here? I'm all alone in my house, Charlie is working, Edward is pissed at me, and it's late at night. Right now I'm sitting under my bed, scared to death, watching an intruder go through my stuff, looking for something. How did I end up here again? Well, that's simple.

It all started with Charlie working tonight. Edward and I had just gotten back from Port Angeles to do some last minute Christmas shopping, because Christmas Eve was tomorrow, and I found a note from Charlie saying he would be working late. Then, that's when Edward and I got in a fight.

*Flashback*

Edward and I went to put my bags upstairs for me to wrap tomorrow. Edward sat on my bed as I hid Charlie's presents in my closet. I then went and sat on Edward's lap.

"So, what do you want to do now?" I asked wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I don't know. Do you want to watch a movie?" Edward asked.

"I had something else in mind," I said, kissing him.

He kissed me for a minute, but then pulled away.

"Bella," he said in a warning tone.

Here we go again. He's going to talk about how he'll lose control and hurt me, just like he does everyday.

"Edward, why do you always do that? Every time I try to go a little further than PG, you always pull away," I said. I'm getting easily pissed about it because, as Emmett puts it, I'm PMSing.

"Because, Bella. I could easily lose control with you-"

"And hurt me. Yeah, yeah…. I've heard it already so many times. But Edward, you wouldn't hurt me. I trust you enough to where I know you wouldn't hurt me. You would be able to keep control," I said, looking into his topaz eyes.

"No, Bella. I wouldn't. You don't know how easy it is to lose control with you," he said, sliding me off his lap.

I could feel the anger tears start to form in my eyes. I just wanted to scream.

"Ugh! You are so dumb sighted sometimes!" I blew up in his face. He just makes me so mad when he does that.

"How? How am I dumb sighted?" he asked, screaming also.

"Do you honestly think you would hurt me? If you were going to hurt me, you would have already! You think of yourself as a monster all the time, and you know what? I'm really sick of it! I'm so sick of it, I just might puke!" I said standing up and facing away from him.

"What do you want me to do about it, Bella? I AM A MONSTER! I've killed people before so that makes me a monster!" he said standing up, too.

I turned to face him and threw my hands up.

"Ugh! Why do I even try with you! I swear it's like talking to a brick wall! It comes in one ear and goes out the other! You don't get it Edward! Yes, you've killed people, but you stopped! You only did it because you were young and scared! But you stopped! That's all that matters! Why can't you see that?"

"Because I am a monster! I don't even know why you want to be with me! I don't deserve you!" he screamed.

"Well, I guess I'm better off with Mike Newton then!" I screamed. But I wish I hadn't. As soon as the words left my mouth, Edward's mad face was gone and replaced with sadness. But then returned to madness. My eyes widened and I covered my mouth.

"Edward, I-"

"Save it, Bella. I'll just leave and let you call Mike Newton to tell him how you're better off with him than me, the monster," Edward said, before turning and jumping out the window.

I ran to the window and looked for him, but he was already gone.

"Edward!" I yelled, hoping he could hear me.

But I got no answer. I dropped down to the floor and started to cry. I don't know how long I sat there, but I heard the door downstairs creak open.

I sat up and looked back out the window. It wasn't Charlie.

"Edward?" I whispered, my voice gone from crying so much.

No answer. I heard footsteps come up the stairs. Okay, now I was scared. These footsteps were heavy. I crawled under my bed as the intruder opened the door to my bedroom.

*End Of Flashback*

Well, that's how I ended up here, under my bed. The guy had on heavy boots. I couldn't see his face.

"Oh, Bella," how did he know my name?! I didn't recognize his voice.

"Come out, come out wherever you are," he said in a sing song voice.

He knows I'm here. Please leave so I can get my cell phone. It was on my dresser next to my bed. He walked out of the room, not finding what he was looking for, which apparently was me. It was silent so I took this opportunity to get my cell phone. I quietly crawled out from under my bed where I had been sitting for the past 15 minutes. I grabbed my cell phone and hit the speed dial.

It went straight to voicemail. I guess he didn't want to talk. I was fixing to leave a message when I was hit in the back of the head. I fell to the ground, screaming out in pain. I looked up to the man. I didn't even know him.

He had brown hair, a dirty beard, dark brown eyes that were almost black, yellow teeth, and dirty clothes. He had a maniac look on his face. He looked like he came out of a nursing home.

"Well, well. Look who we have here. The chief's daughter. Bella Swan," he said smiling evilly down on me.

"H-how do you know my name?" I asked, scared.

"Oh, I know a quiet few things. See, your father took away my life, so I'm taking away his. I know he loves you very much so I decided to do a little research on Chief Swan. I found out he had a daughter, and like I said," he said pulling out a large butcher knife. My eyes got wide. Please tell me he's not going to do what I think he's fixing to do.

"He took away my life, so I'm taking away his," he said.

"No, please don't," I begged.

He just laughed.

"It's nothing personal. It's just payback," he said. Then he pushed the knife into my stomach. I screamed out in pain as I felt it pierce my skin.

I felt him push it in 1 more time before he dropped the knife. I heard sirens coming, but they were distant. I started getting dizzy and I was seeing black spots.

I heard the man curse before leaving me. It was all distant and I felt the blackness coming onto me. I didn't want to die. I wanted to stay alive for Charlie, Renee, Phil, the Cullens, and Edward. Even Edward. I don't care that we got into a fight. I don't care that he thinks of himself as a monster. I still love him, no matter what. And nothing can change that.

Edward, I love you. Forever. was my last thought before I heard a gunshot and blackness took over.