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Characters are Meyers not mine!!!

Summary

What if Edward didn't get to the ballet studio in time? What if James wasn't alone at the ballet studio, waiting for Bella? What will happen to change Bella's life forever? Will she stay a human or become what she always wanted to be and lose everything? What if she lost her memories of the Cullens and everything else about her life besides her name? What if Bella lost and then gained everything?

Chapter ONE

Who's Bella?

I felt stiff… the pain was astonishing. There were different degrees of pain, but the one that caught my attention was the one near my wrist: it was burning like someone held my hand over a fire, cooking the skin for meat. I tried to scream, but something was over my mouth and I heard voices that were not familiar to me. Arms were circled all around me keeping me from screaming… I think two pairs of arms were keeping me from moving. What was strange about the arms were that they were cold and not warm like normal body temperatures? And in the back of my mind I sensed wait was happening to me, but I couldn't focus anymore… the burning got hotter and hotter and I felt suffocated by it… but as the pain became to much unconsciousness quickly over took me. They last thing before I pasted out, I remember something snarling…

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Someone kept touching my wrist over the past two days, tracing over where the burning was the worst. I kept wondering who and why there were doing the gesture and wonder if they knew me or if it were a stranger but I thought that would be odd if a stranger was touching me so tenderly, but I always felt calm and safe. I heard doors open and close, breathing, steps, but no heartbeats, expect mine, which I thought was strange because any living thing had to have a heartbeat. So what was touching me? I could smell something wonderful and it caused my throat to burn but it passed and the feeling dulled, then I smelled something floral and sweet, I could smell the dust or whatever what was in the air. I could feel the soft sheets beneath my body and the clothing that surrounded my body like a cocoon; I could also feel the light that hitting my face. It seemed alien to me at first, but hour after hour it became part of me.

I remembered my name… Isabella, but no middle or last name. I didn't know my age, if I had a family, if I had any pets, what my favorite and least favorite foods were, my favorite color, I didn't know my likes or dislikes, I didn't even know what I looked like. I thought that maybe this person or thing will help me or even if it knew me for that matter. So I decided to let the person or thing help me if I ever woke up… The next day the "fire" was almost out of my fingers, hands, wrists, arms then it was slowly slipping out of my toes, feet, ankles, knees, thighs, and then to my hips. The burning grew hotter and harsher as it seeped out of my limbs to my torso, then chest and finally to my heart. It was strange because I could hear my heart slowly giving out and I thought this is where I take my leave out of this painful world, but I was startled because I was still breathing. And the grip on my wrist became very tight.

My eyelids slowly but surely opened and I could see the dust particles floating in the air and my eyes widened. The grasp on my wrist was gone suddenly and I sat up quickly responding to absent touch I was used to. As I composed myself I noticed how quickly I sat up, it was inhumanly fast. I made myself go slow, I looked around the room I was in, trying to find that person or thing that was with me the whole time I was "asleep". Then I saw a person, who was a him: straight honey blonde hair that went to his chin, his pale skin was littered with… scars and they looked like teeth marks it caused me to freeze because it made his appearance more powerful and dangerous, his smothering gold topaz eyes looked at me relieved, and a rigid smile was placed on his beautiful face. His jaw line was sharp and thick, his high cheek bones, seemed to be only right for him, and bluish purplish bags or bruises were under his topaz eyes. His back was against the wall and he seemed rigid. He looked like a god, a beautiful god that seemed unearthly and alien in a small, white, simple room.

"Bella." His lips moved calm and even. Bella? I must have looked confused because his expression changed very quickly into confusion as well. I tried to continue breathing, but it was difficult. I repeated the name out loud; "Bella?" and he stopped breathing and looked puzzled. "Your name is Bella." He said quickly, I shook my head, "My name is Isabella, not Bella." He stood there for a couple of minutes and fear replaced confusion at lightening speed.

"Isabella, do you know who I am?" he asked rather quickly but my ears caught every syllable. I barely shook my head, but he apparently saw me do the action. He was a blur as he 'walked' over to me. He was in my face and said, "Do you know who Edward is?" His voice was panicky and hopeful, but that name was unfamiliar to me. I shook my head again and he literally froze. He stayed like that for about five minutes until I broke the silence.

"Should I know who Edward is?"

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