Unforgiven

(A/N This is my first fanfic story so I hope you enjoy it. If you have anything to help me with please tell me. I do not own the Stephanie Meyer's Twilight Characters. I do own the extra characters in the story)

Chapter one

Bella's POV

Why would he leave? Didn't he love me at all? Was this only a one-sided love? I asked myself these questions each passing day and an answer never surfaced. It has been 2 months since he left me. Two long, painful, agonizing months since the love of my life left me in the woods. My love, my life, the one person who could have such an effect on me and his name is Edward Cullen.

I could still remember our last conversation in the woods, the day my heart was crushed and burned. I could still remember his words as they stabbed my heart like a sharp, cold, pointed blade.

-Flashback-(A/N this is a part from NM)

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying.

There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent.

"You...don't...want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.

"No"

-End of Flashback-

Those words still hurt me and for some reason I couldn't hate him, I will always love no matter how many times he hurt me. When it came down to it I was pathetic. Ever since he left it was like I lost my soul. I've been walking around like a zombie. I stopped interacting with my friends at school, my dinners with Charlie became quieter, and Charlie always has this sad look in his face. Zombie Bella has ruined my life and I continue to let her control me no matter how much I want to break free. I realized after awhile that I can't break free because I love him so much that it hurts. I will never forget him no matter what.

As I curled up in my sheets to bury myself and continue to torture myself with thoughts ofhim, I heard a loud crash and Charlie screaming from the kitchen. I was about to ignore because Charlie has been trying to do house work and cook for the last 2 months(which isn't a very good idea) but being the nice daughter I am I called out to make sure that he was ok.

"Dad, is everything alright?" I yelled. After a few minutes I didn't hear him respond. That was odd; Charlie usually answers me automatically when I ask him a question.

"Charlie, are you alright?" I yelled again. A sharp pain hit my stomach that followed with a wave of panic. Anytime I called him Charlie he would get mad and tell me to call him dad or at least respond. Why wasn't he answering me? Could he really be hurt? Is he unconscious? I got out of my bed and ran to my door. My heart was pounding so fast and hard that I could hear it in my ears. It was dark so I had to squint to see clearly when I noticed something strange. Charlie's bedroom door was slightly open. He doesn't leave his door open not even a little. That was funny because I didn't hear him come upstairs at all. I slowly approached the door and began to open it when a pair of blood-red eyes appeared. I shrieked and backed away from the door.

A beautiful woman stepped out of Charlie's room. She had long midnight color hair, her skin looked soft but hard, she wore a black dress that stopped at her knees. I realized as I stared at her inhuman beauty that her skin glowed from the light of the moonlight. I gasped and backed away because I knew that she was vampire. She smiled at my reaction and moved closer. I continued to back away until I bumped into something hard and cold. I looked up to see another vampire glaring down at me. I turned around and I saw that it was a man. He was as big as Emmett but had brown hair. He was wearing a black t-shirt that might rip into pieces because of his muscular frame and black jeans. The two vampires began to walk towards so I slowly walked to my room when a third vampire came out of my room. He was tall and really handsome. He had short black hair, a black turtle-neck sweater with black jeans, the face of a Greek god, and his eyes were also blood-red but with a little silver in it. He smiled at me and walked towards me.

"Who...who are you?" I asked, surprised that I found my voice. Unfortunately, my voice didn't have the authority that I wanted it to have. Instead it showed the fear that I felt. Silver eye (that's what I called the vamp that came out my room) took another step towards me as did the other vamps and of course I backed farther away from them.

"Forgive me for our rudeness. My name is Eriol. This is Stephen and Trinity." He gestured to the other two vamps. Eriol bowed. Stephen and Trinity mimicked his movement. Even though Eriol seemed so formal and polite, he had a sinister way about him. Against the screaming terror that was ringing throughout my body, I asked Eriol what he wanted.

"What do you want? Why are you here?" I asked shakily. I really didn't want to know.

"Why my dear, we came for you. You are the only reason why we are in this godforsaken town. My dear Bella." Eriol smiled. How the hell did he know my name and where I live? I wanted to ask but they began to move in on me. I panicked and backed away but as my usual clumsy self, I tripped down the stairs. Great Bella that sure is nice way to escape vampires. Trip down the stairs and make yourself vulnerable that will get them to go away. I lay at the bottom of the stairs and tried to get up, when I noticed blood coming from the kitchen. I crawled to the kitchen and had to stifle a cry. I saw Charlie's lifeless body in a pool of his own blood. He was bleeding from his head, wrists and neck. They killed him because of me. I tried to get up but then I felt a pressure on my ankle. Before I had a chance to react, I heard my bone break. I cried out in pain and looked to see a boot on my ankle. I realized that, it was the ankle that James stepped on. That brought on more pain and memories of Edward. Through my tears I saw Eriol smirking at me.

"Bella...Bella...Bella. Where on earth do you think you are going? You must not have heard me correctly when I said that we came for you. That means that you belong to me now and that you cannot run away." Eriol grabbed my hair and faced me to Charlie. Stephen and Trinity were over his body pouring gasoline on his body. I looked at their faces and saw them smiling evilly. I began to say something when Trinity interrupted me.

"You should have heard him whimpering. He was so pathetic. All he did was mumble "please don't hurt my Bella" over and over. It just made the killing even more enjoyable" She chuckled and glanced at me. I tried to turn my head away from her but Eriol had an iron grip on my hair and anytime I tried to move, he would just hold it tighter which caused me even more pain.

"Humans are so pathetic. They ask stupid questions and make stupid requests like we give a damn. That is what makes them easy prey. Humans are weak creatures that deserve to be eliminated." Stephen growled. He went over to the counter and got a matchbox, while Trinity poured gasoline around the house. Stephen lit the match and dropped it on Charlie's body. Charlie's body was swallowed up by the flames. Before I could even respond, Eriol started dragging me out the house. His vamp goons followed after us.

I watched in horror as my father and home burned. Silent tears rolled down my eyes as the memories of my summers and the time I lived here went through my mind like a movie. Eriol dragged me into the forest and at first I didn't know where we were until I saw a few familiar trees. I realized that when we stopped that this was the place that Edward left me. When Eriol dropped me and called his goons over in a small circle to talk, I finally broke down and cried. I cried for myself, Charlie and Edward. I continued to cry when I felt something hard strike my face. I fell over and touched the throbbing cheek. I looked and saw Trinity glaring at me. I flinched from her glare which was a bad move because that just made her angrier. She grabbed me by the collar of my pajama top. She slapped me again on the same cheek she did before. I tasted blood in my mouth and more tears spilled out of my eyes.

"You better stop that crying or else me and Stephen will teach you a lesson. Eriol gave us permission to do what we want with you until he is ready for you. Eriol wants his future wife to be a little bloody." She threw me on the ground with such force that I thought my spine broke in two. What the hell did she mean "future wife"? There was no way in hell was I going to be the bride of that monster. I glared at Eriol which earned me a nice hard kick in the stomach by Stephen. I yelped but that was covered by the blood I coughed up. This made Trinity and Stephen very excited. They both looked at Eriol waiting for him to tell them what to do.

"Do what you want. Just don't bite her or kill her all the way. Whatever blood comes out of her you can taste it, just control yourselves. Remember, she will be my wife." Eriol glanced at me and smiled. He gestured to them that said continue what you were doing. I curled up into a fetal position and closed my eyes. I went into my happy place that only had me and Edward. I felt their feet stomp on me. Every bone in my body shatter, blood spewed out of my body and I felt myself drifting into unconscious when they stopped. I felt the goons move away from me and Eriol approach me. He bent beside me until our faces were barely touching. He put his hand behind my bleeding, throbbing head and grasped my hair. With my hair in his hand, he tilted my head to the back and to the side to expose my neck. I felt his cold lips press against my neck.

"I will give you what Cullen could never give." He whispered. Before I could register what he said, I felt a sharp pain on my neck. The sharp pain was replaced with a searing burn. The burning got worse and spread throughout my body. Before I drifted into a painful, burning sleep I heard Eriol speak to Trinity.

"Trinity, duplicate her body and throw it into the house fire. Stephen and I will take Bella back home. We will see you there." Trinity left and Eriol picked me up and ran with Stephen following close behind. That was the last thing I remembered before I went into the burning sleep.