Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or Supernatural, sadly. :(

A.N: Hey, this is my first fanfic, so please review to tell me how it is! I would really like to know. I don't know when I'll update next. hopefully it will be soon, but don't hate me if it's not! Oh, and when and if you review, flames are welcome. This is knd of a crossover of the book Twilight and the show Supernatural

It has been a year since he left me. I still couldn't think his name. God, how I wish I could see him again. When he first left I couldn't go a day without feeling the agonizing loneliness. Now it was only about four times a month. I still had circles under my eyes form the nightmares that made me wake every night screaming and I was still depressed, but I had gotten better. Most of it was for Charlie. He was my only reason I was still here. Most people avoided me and I had barely any friends.

I guess you're guessing who I am. Well, I am Isabella Swan or, as I prefer, Bella. I use to have long brown hair, but after he left I dyed it black and got a fringe. Also, I got an eyebrow and lip piercing along with a tattoo that said 'La Vie N'est Pas Juste' meaning, life isn't fair. How true that statement is. I threw out all my old clothes and went shopping for more, mostly consisting of black clothing. I have eyes that used to be a deep brown and now were a flat, dull, lifeless, brown.

Last year I moved from Phoenix, Arizona to Forks, Washington, perhaps the rainiest place in the world, to live with my dad after my mom remarried. I hadn't expected to find my soul mate in Forks, but I did. His name is Edward Cullen and I love him with all my heart. He is also a vampire, his whole family is but he didn't drink from humans, no, he was better then that he feeds from animals. After my eighteenth birthday when his brother, Jasper, attacked me he told me he didn't love me. He and his family, whom I had grown quite close to, left. Leaving me alone whilst I fell into a terrible depression. I finished school but instead of going to collage I started a band with my friends Jacob, the drummer; Embry, the bassist; Quil, the guitarist; and Leah, she played the keyboard. I was the lead singer. Everyone except me are Quiliulite, and also werewolves. The pack leader, Sam, and his imprint, Emily, traveled with us.

Leah understood how it felt when you had your heat broken, so she was now my best friend. She taught me many things, my favorite of which was fighting. I learned to take out my anger for him on others. I could now knock a full-grown man to the ground with one punch. An amazing feat considering I was only about five- four. I moved in with her about a week after I graduated from high school. She had a four-room apartment with a kitchen and bathroom. I usually slept on the couch and made breakfast for her. In return I always got to be the first in the shower.

Today was one of those days. We had a show tonight and I had to get Leah up. It was currently four in the afternoon and she still hadn't woken up. What the hell did she get into last night?

I ran to the fridge and grabbed my favorite of all energy drinks, Rockstar. I couldn't function in the morning without one. Once Leah had forgotten to buy some at the store and by the end of the day Leah had learned never to forget again. After popping it open I made my way to Leah's room.

I opened the door and was shocked at the sight in front of me. Leah and Embry were laying in her bed totally naked and asleep. I could feel the huge goofy grin on my face as I yelled out, "Go Leah! No wonder you're still asleep. You two must have been at it all night."

They both were startled awake and Embrey jumped up, embarrassed, but Leah just laid her in bed grinning like a fool. "Oh, relax Em. It's not like she hasn't seen your naked ass before." Leah said, chuckling. It was true. One day we had decided to play truth or dare and Jake dared Embry to moon an old lady and I got a full view of his tush, not that I was complaining. He really did have a great butt.

I grinned at Leah and raised my can up to her. "Well, I hate to break up this love fest, I mean it's about time someone got some in this house, but, we have a gig later and I'm taking a shower." I said and walked out of the room towards the bathroom.

I turned the water on high heat and put in a coconut mango shampoo I had come across once. I couldn't stand to use the strawberry one that Edward had said smelled so good on me. Shit, I shouldn't have thought that. Tears welled up in my eyes and I let out a small sob as the whole in my chest ripped open. 'Okay, just calm down. If you don't shut up Leah will hear you. Take a deep breath. In ,out, in, out.' I thought as I tried to calm myself. After about five minutes of deep breathing I was calm enough. I finished my shower and got out, realizing I didn't have any clothes so I wrapped myself in a towel and walked outside. I had only taken a few steps out of the bathroom when I felt someone behind me slap my ass. I turned around and saw Quil standing there with a retarded grin on his face. I rolled my eyes. "Aren't you imprinted men supposed to be faithful to your women?"

He chuckled, "We are but you can't just come here looking like that and expect me to keep my hands to myself." Quil had recently imprinted on a little girl named Clair. She was only about two years old and everyone loved to tease him about being a cradle robber, but he actually wasn't. Imprinting didn't work like that. He only felt friendship towards her now.

"So, did you see who's pants Leah got into?" I said, changing the subject.

"No, who?" he asked.

I paused for dramatic effect, "EMBRY!" I yelled.

"NO!" Quil said, in a voice that women on TV used when talking about juicy gossip.

"Yeah! And about damn time to. I was sick and tired of Leah being so grouchy because she wasn't getting any." I said, and It was true. She was always complaining about me being grouchy, but I swear, sex is a drug for her

Quil laughed, "I know what you mean."

I then remembered that I was still in my towel and chuckled, "I'm going to get dressed. I suggest you do the same."

I then proceeded to walk into my room and put on a pair of fishnet tights, a plaid miniskirt, black spaghetti-strapped tank top, all black pair of converse, and a Panic! At the Disco zip-up hoodie. I decided to put my hair in a ponytail with my bangs hanging in my face and just simple black eyeliner and mascara. I glanced at the clock, it was currently five and we had to be at the club at six-thirty to set up.

I walked around the apartment looking for Leah when I heard some disturbing noises coming from the bathroom and yelled, "Damn it Leah, Embry, if you make me ate I swear to God, you won't live to tell the tale."

I heard someone sigh, "Geesh Bells, just because you aren't getting any doesn't mean you have to ruin everyone else's fun!"

I rolled my eyes. Leah always teased me because I was still a virgin, though I didn't act it. I always flirted with guys, but I hadn't found the right guy. Well, actually I believe I had, but he didn't love me. I sighed, what was up with me thinking of him all the time?

An hour and a half later I was crammed in the backseat with Leah and Jake, which was the farthest thing from comfortable than possible. Since they were werewolves, they had a much higher temperature than that of a normal person. Plus, Jake takes up most of the room.

"Ugh, I swear, if we don't get a bigger car, I'm going to suffocate! I get shotgun coming back home!" I screeched.

Leah chuckled, "You know we wouldn't all fit in the back. You're the smallest of all of us, you think we could fit three wolves in here?"

"I don't give a shit! I am sick of being squished and baked. You guys are like space heaters." I pouted, but knew she was right, damn it.

It took about ten minutes to get to the club, and when we got I was starting to sweat. I wiped my hand across my forehead, gross.

"Showtime." Jake mumbled. We hurried backstage after we talked to the owner about the minor details that needed to be sorted out.

I felt a hand on shoulder as I was checking the microphone to see if it would work properly and instinctively kicked out my foot while turning around, causing whoever was behind me to trip and fall on their ass. I heard a muffled 'oof' and started laughing at the sight in front of me.

Sam had been the one to startle me and when fell, he landed in the garbage can and I couldn't see anything of him except his legs and the top of his head. Sam is the leader of the pack, and actually very, very big. His imprint, Emily, and him were our managers and kept everything running smoothly.

"Yeah, yeah, yuck it up, Bella," he muttered as he picked himself out of the trashcan, "and while you're at it get your ass on stage. It's time to go."

I giggled and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Sorry" I said. Sam was like my older brother. He had found me in the forest after he told me he didn't love me anymore. I flinched, it still hurt when I thought of it.

"Bells, are you okay?" Sam asked softly.

I gave him a small smile, nodded and walked out on stage. My smile widened when I heard wolf whistles and clapping. I walked over to the microphone and yelled, "Hey everyone! Are you having a good night?"

Again, people yelled. "Well then, we're about to make it much more fun. This song is called, Much Like Falling." I nodded at Embry and I started singing softly,

When I said good morning,

I was lying,

I was truly thinking of,

How I might quit waking up,

That was how I felt when he left. I almost lost myself. Actually, I did for a while. This song means the most to me, out of all of my songs.

He pointed out how selfish,

It would be kill myself,

So I keep waking up,

I started jumping up and down, getting lost in the music.

It feels so much like falling,

Dying while I wait to die,

The fear of something or nothing,

Lonely empty lie,

I don't want to be a liar,

I don't want to be selfish anymore,

I want so much to change,

Learning your love everyday,

There's still so much to know,

You grip my wrists,

I let go,It feels so much like falling,

Separated from the fear,

Aware of a destination far away from here,

Far away from here,

It feels so much like falling,

Separated from the fear,

Aware of a destination far away from here,

Far away from here

I looked up and smiled at the crowd. "How was that?" the audience started cheering and clapping. I giggled, "well, I think you'll like this one even better. It's called Whoa"

I've hoped for change

it gets better everyday

I've hoped for change

but still I feel the same

There's something wrong

cause everybody knows

that we can do this all alone

And we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

and we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

Were doing fineand it gets better every time

were doing fine

but ill let you decide

there's something wrong

cause everybody knowst

hat we can do this all alone

And we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

and we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

And ill confess

that I can be a little selfish

yeah ill admit

I don't want you to help me through this

I don't want to start over again

And we got everybody singing

and we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

and we got everybody singing

whoa whoa oh whoa whoa oh

And ill confessthat I can be a little selfish

I can I canyeah ill admit

I don't want you to get me through this

I don't want to start over again

By the end of the song I was sweating slightly and my breathing was ragged. I smiled to the crowd and one face out of all the rest stuck out.