"Bella, I love you..." the velvet voice whispered in my ear, sending chills through my body...

I snapped out of it with a frustrated sigh.

The flashbacks. Over and over again. For the past 75 years. I could still feel the cool touch of the man's lips that were in the random, too real flashbacks.

It was like the man of my "dreams" (not like I've gotten to sleep at all in the past 75 years) icy arms were supposed to be wrapped around me making my heart flutter like a humming bird's wings...

What was I even thinking. I don't even know this cold, beautiful bronze haired golden eyed looks-like-he-was-sent-from-heaven angel. Let alone be dreaming about him. Sigh. The dream guy, quite literally. I had never met him in my life, or.. at least I don't remember if I had. Only in my flashbacks, they were the closest things I had to dreams now, but they always seem so real.

Ya, right. I wish someone like him could fall for me in real life. His words we're always so wonderful and sweet. Compared to the random, short lived, stubborn guys I have dated, My dream guy could only be a dream. Again, for the millionth time for the past 75 long, confusing, soul searching years, I tried, unsuccessfully, to sift through my my mind for any trace of a memory in rainy Forks. Nothing. Like always. I coud only remember getting on the plane to Forks.

No one knows what exactly happened to me exactly. Charlie had the whole town out looking for me 2 days and had finally found me in a meadow, mangled, bloody, and screaming, like gasoline had set on fire in my veins...

When I woke Charlie was standing across the room in the door way just staring. When I had opened my eyes he had gasped with what looked like a mixture of amazement and horror. All in one.

But what was worse, when he got over his shock, and quit gasping, I could hear his heart.. It sent electricity through me when i finally had reliezed I hadn't taken a breath since I had woken. Count to ten Bella, big breaths. On the first breath a sweet smell slammed into me and I felt as if someone had decided it would be cool to knock me over with a wrecking ball. Then came the burning. My throat had felt like I had eaten fire for dinner... What had happened to me?! All in this time Charlie had crossed the room slowy to my bed and started to shake me, I guess he was trying to snap me out of it. His hands we're so warm, they felt good on my cool skin. Then the sweet smell got more intense, and the minute he touched me he jumped back and whispered, "Bella, whats happened to you? Why are your eyes red, and your skin so cold??".

His words shattered through my shock attack I was having and I took control of my senses and my body. A part of me wanted to lunge at my own Father and...I didn't want to face it.. I wanted to sink my teeth into his skin and suck his blood, his life, out of him. NO. I wouldn't let that control me.

"Dad..whats wrong with me?" I slowly had whispered.

"I have no idea, but we have got to get you out of here. Now. Pack your things, your going home to Renee."

"Why?!"

"WHY?! Bella, look in a mirror!"

I got up, and looked in the bathroom mirror and a gorgeous, pale, scarlet eyed woman had stared back at me. It was me, in the mirror. I took a huge gasp, and then the burning wrecking ball hit me again. All at once I flew down the stairs with Charlie yelling telling me to come back, but his words had only been whipsers in the wind to me by then.

I was already out the door and my mouth on a deer within a minute. The blood slowly satiated my burning throat, I had finally dosed the fire. And then I ran. Confused and dazed I didnt know and I didn't care where I was going. But I knew I had to get a hold of what was going on. I had wanted to kill Charlie. I had just dranken blood. What did all of this mean??

I don't know how long i ran, or how long I thought. During this time, all I could think about is all my amazing new abilitys, like being able to out run a car, and horrible new faults. They could only mean one thing... I had read about vampires before. I was sucking blood. I mean, state the obvious, I even had gotten the ruby eyes to top it all off. Great. All I had known then is that I could see no one from my old life. And I had to keep running.

I ran my hair through my hair and remembered how I ended up in Cozenage, Mexico. I had kept running, nights, and dark days until I saw how my skin shined with many colored facets reminding me of an diamond.

"Those were confusing times.." I said to myself out loud. On the inside, I knew, I just knew it, that my dream guy had something to do with how I became like this. Why else would I have so many flashbacks of him.

Ugh. So, here was my ultimatum, the same one I came to every time.

I had to find my bronze haired angel.

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