IN NEW MOON, AFTER EDWARD HAS LEFT.

LA PUSH, THE CLIFFS EDGE.

Just to hear Edward's soft, melodic voice again would be the most soothing thing; even if it meant death.

-Jacklynn

I pushed my toe to the edge of the cliff, letting any loose rocks crumble now instead of later when I was to fully step upon the sharp, treacherous boundary.

Vampires had really brightened my life, giving me a reason to live it. But at times the happiness left me, taking a large part of me with it, and the thief taunted me now more than ever.

Jumping off the cliff wasn't a suicide attempt- no, I had done this before. Death had almost grasped me, but now it was different. I had much more experience, and I was sure my expertise would pull me to the surface of the icy water, and out of reach of the almost magnetic currents.

I was pretty sure.

The liquid golden rays of the midday sun reflected off the deceivingly still waters below and onto the forest that stood behind me, illuminating the green of the trees. My old red truck was parked right outside the wood, across the street from me, and a small smile pulled at the corners of my mouth. I felt comforted by something that was my own.

Only a few rocks fell, and it was a matter of seconds before the glassy facade of the river was broken in ripples, and it waited to swallow me up.

My conscience wouldn't let me jump; every time I swayed to leap off my knees buckled and I fell to the ground, only to stand and try once more.

I finally decided I'd have to trick myself and turned my back to the gap that cradled the river. After just three steps I new I was dangerously close to the edge, but I shook it off and went back another pace.

And I was falling.

I was spiraling, watching the top of the cliff and the forest race farther and farther away. Disappointment washed through me when I didn't hear Edward's threatening voice, and I wanted to take it a step further. I was going to go head first. I used all my might to spin around so I was falling stomach down, then dipped my neck and kicked my legs up. My arms spread out and I was rocketing head first towards my destination.

The wind slapped my face and knotted my hair, my stomach tightened, my eyes watered, and my heart was in my dry, cracked throat. I wanted to scream, but my jaw was glued in place with the terror and excitement that jolted through my veins. I couldn't find the strength to let my eyelids slipped close and I could feel my legs trembling. My stomach was getting tighter and tighter, as though it was being vacuum sealed, and I thanked the heavens for helping me keep my lunch in.

Cheese cake smeared across my shirt would not help at the moment.

Suddenly, a great crack filled the air, and a pain shot up my arm. I realized I wasn't falling anymore, but pushed into the rock of the cliff, held in by two thin rocks.

Or were they arms?

I looked down and winced, feeling everything from the past year coming back.

Pain, of course.

Lonliness.

Rage.

Rejection.

And a whole list of other words that didn't half describe how I felt at all.

I was right; two arms were wrapped around me, and the person that was attached to those arms was squashed harder into the rock. But I didn't need to worry about whether or not he was okay, because I knew he was.

Two granite arms.

Two, cold granite arms.

It was a vampire, that was for sure.

Joy swept over me. My plan had worked! My recklessness had brought my Edward back! I had succeeded!

"Bella?" Edward's muffled voice came from behind me. It sounded different though… deeper, maybe. "Are you alright?"

"Of course!" I cried, trying to turn around. "But why did you push me into the rock?" There was a silence, and I assumed he was hesitating. Instead of replying, he took one arm from my gut and touched my arm.

"Ow!" I cringed in his arms.

"I think you broke it," he stated thoughtfully, pushing me from the rock so he could get out. Just about four feet beneath us was a boulder, jetting from the otherwise even cliff side. It looked sturdy enough to stand on. And from there we could probably hop down to the beach.

"You mean you broke it, when you slammed me into the wall!"

I bit my lip when he didn't laugh at my teasing remark.

I was bang on; he lowered me gingerly to the rock, held me, and jumped down to the beach.

"Gah!" I gasped, suddenly remembering the rules of La Push. I used this as an excuse to turn around and see his face, as I hadn't yet. "Oh, god! Edward! The treaty! We have to-" When I was fully turned and saw his face, I was mortified.

Copper, short hair- that was gelled up into a loose sort of Mohawk- framed his pale, egg shaped face. His eyes were large, red irises, a small nose and full lips. Only half as gorgeous as the Cullens.

And that's when I realized it wasn't really Edward. I swore under my breath and backed away, noting his beautiful scarlet irises.

"Go," The unfamiliar vampire finished. "I know. Come on," He purposefully grabbed my arm and marched me in the direction of my truck. I tried to pull away but it was useless.

I was useless.

We were only a few paces from my truck when I decided this was really awkward. Some random Vampire (who had thrown his head back and laughed when I apologized for calling him Edward) had saved me and was now driving me home.

At least I thought that was where we were going.

The boy opened the passenger door and forced me in. He climbed into the driver's seat.

"Keys," he held out one hand and stared off into the forest.

"Name," I demanded stubbornly, my tone of voice even. He looked at me curtly. I could not get over how weird and awfully random this was. How did he know me?

"Marlowe," He answered. "Now give me the keys!"

"No!" I folded my arms and pursed my lips. "I have questions!"

"We can drive, then I'll answer them," His hand moved closer, still ushering me to give the keys. I pushed up against the door.

"Answer, then drive."

"Compromise?"

"How am I supposed to trust you?" I searched his eyes, a little scared. His eyes were so red, as if he had just feasted on- no. Don't think of that. "Besides, I'm the one with the keys here!" I heard them jingle in my back pocket, safe and sound. He put his hand on the wheel and turned his frustrated gaze back out the front windshield. I smiled, satisfied. "First question."

A/N: Okay, so the first chapters s'posed to open up the story, so how'd I do? (Using my Step-Sis's idea here…) I need 10 reviews, each from different people before I'll put up the second chapter, so PLEASE review, and tell your friends about my story. Thank you so much!!!!!

Also, I like to start every chapter with a little quote I make up or a fan makes up, so if you have any good ones about Bella and Edward, please add it to your review! I'll write your username underneath.

♥Jacklynn