Chapter 1

Bella POV:

After my big leg incident, nobody excepted me anymore. I didn't belong in my school which was for the naturally talented in sports. My jock friends rejected me when my leg never got better like the doctors said it would. Well, it got better to the point where I could walk, but not normally, and I definitely couldn't run. So that said goodbye to my soccer career, and it would ruin my so-called-friends' reputation if they hung out with the new miss-fit of school.

About a month or two after that, I was just ready to give up since my parents rejected me too since my older sister was a volleyball all star, and they shoved me right out of their hearts and made a bigger space for her. Just to make them even more mad, I stopped trying in my academic area. I didn't do any of my work and I failed all my tests and quizzes. So every night for the past two weeks, I'd been coming to the alley on the right side of my apartment, the darkest one in New York City. I found it was easier to hold everything in during the day, then I would just let it all out at night in my spot. But tonight nothing came from my eyes, I still felt misery but I had no proof of it tonight.

The past week, I had been thinking about suicide a lot, but I could never decide on the right suicide route to take. I mean I knew that everybody would be happier with me gone, but I just couldn't make myself actually do it. I kept thinking about that when I saw him for the first time. He walked into the alley with an angry stance, and his eyes glowed blood red in the dark. He walked towards me smiling an evil grin, as I just sat in my place on the cement floor my back propped up on my apartment building, and just stared blankly at him. He stood in front of me and hesitated and lost his smile which was replaced by a confused look before he spoke in a low husky voice:

"Aren't you gonna try to run away, or scream for help?"

"Nope." I replied.

Then in a softer voice he said : "Why not?"

"Because, I really don't care what you do, there is nothing you can do to me to make my life any more miserable."

"But how am I supposed to kill you or have fun if you don't fight back? Haven't you watched any movies? Jeez, what kind of person are you?" He asked, apparently giving up since he sat down next to me.

"I'm not afraid anymore. In fact I encourage you to kill me, I want to die, there is no reason for me to live anymore."

"Your life's that screwed up?"

"Are you gonna kill me or not? I came here to be by myself, not to socialize with a serial killer." And he laughed at me. Why, I have no idea.

"What makes you think I'm a serial killer?"

"Oh, I don't know, cause stalking people in alleyways, that doesn't put a big flashing sign on your forehead." And he laughed again! This is seriously not what I needed right now. I got up and limped over to the other side of the alley and sat down again.

"Is that finally a sign of fear?"

"No, it's a hint of annoyance. Can I ask you a question?"

"Hit me."

"How did you get your eyes to be red?"

"Because I'm a vampire."

"Ooooh, so scary, I'm terrified."

"You should be. And I am."

"Prove it."

"I would but you have to act scared first." He said standing up with his grin back on his face.

"Ahhh." I fake screamed unenthusiastically.

"Oh, come on. You can do better than that, right?"

"Nope, that's all I got." He continued walking towards me, and I stood up and we were suddenly standing about 6 inches apart . He was actually very attractive close up, and smelt very good. We stood there for a few moments until he took a step closer to me so that our noses were about to touch.

"You know what?"

"What now?"

"I think I like you, you're different from other girls of your kind. You're not a coward and afraid like them. What if you could be like me? Would you accept my offer?"

"I just want to get away from this life, and that means dying, so no I don't accept."

"I don't think that's the only option." He smiled a wider grin and leaned into my neck. I felt a sharp pain on my neck, then I blacked out.