Walking down this street was painful for me. I tried not to show the pain and the struggle on my face but it was a challenge. The whole in my chest was slowly burning around the edges as I walked through the trees in the forest that was across from my house. This is where he had left me. This is where I had lost a part of me called Edward Cullen. I knew he wasn't coming back, he wasn't going to return to me and I would never feel his cold, hard skin around my body. I fought back tears as I got deeper and deeper into the forest.

I had nothing but memories that would soon fade and nothing else. Everything he had ever gotten me was gone. He was gone. I couldn't fight it anymore, I couldn't hide from the truth and I sure as hell wasn't going to hold it in. My eyes began to fill with tears that were slowly making their way down my face.

I kept my head, focusing on the ground making sure I didn't hurt myself even more by tripping over a root or rock. I dodged as many braches and deep holes as humanly possible and I still managed to trip over a root that was sticking out of the ground.

I landed on all fours and was positive that I had scraped my hand or cut my knee because my head began to spin and I could feel the nausea surfacing. I sat on the wet ground and checked my hands; nothing was there except for a few dead bugs and leafs. I pulled my knees up to my face and rolled up my jeans and yet again I found nothing; not a single scratch. I then felt a drop on my head and grunted. Did it have to rain today? The only day I built up enough strength to walk into the forest. I grunted again.

I looked around to find dry trees and no rain; I felt another drop on my head. I got up and touched the liquid that was dropping onto my hair. I felt it, the water, but I couldn't see it. I brought my hand toward my face so I could get a better look at the water that so happened to only drip on me.

I gasped at the red liquid on my palm. Blood. My nostrils flared while my vision was blurry as ever. There it was again; the nausea. I looked above me and saw it; the origin of the dripping blood. I squinted, trying to get a better view but it didn't help. I took a few steps back hoping to get a better angle of the object in the trees.

My eyes went wide when I realized that there was a body in the tree. I opened my mouth, breathing in air for the scream. A hand went over my mouth and I began to scream as loud as I could but I knew no one would hear me. Charlie would be home soon and the first place he would look would be this forest so hope wasn't all gone. I kicked and shoved but I still couldn't turn myself around and see the face of the man who killed the person in the tree. But who would do such a thing? A Vampire. I yelled at myself for thinking those words and continued to kick. I used all my force to spin around but his cold, hard hands were restricting me to do anything.

"Shhhh!" the man said pressing his face into my hair. I tried to squirm out of his hold, but failed. My muscles tightened and my eye lids became heavy. I was ready to let this man kill me; I couldn't fight even if I tried my hardest. I released my grip on his arm and planted both feet on the ground. Don't give up my love, keep fighting. I froze at the sound of his velvet voice in my head. Edward? I thought to myself. It was official, I was insane.

The man's laugh filled my ear while I stood in his arms in shock. Kick Bella! Kick! He shouted. And I did just that. But, of course, it didn't help. "You're a feisty one aren't you?" his laugh echoed through the forest and I realized I had been crying. My cheek was covered in tears, my body was weak, and I was going to die; but I've been through worse.

One more kick Bella. Don't give up. His velvet voice repeated it three times before I took action and brought my knee up. I used all my strength and kicked the man's hard body. He removed his hand from my mouth and I could feel him take a step back. I stood there for a long moment, unsure if I should turn around and face the killer. My want win the war against my need, and I turned around.

Nothing. No one was in sight. I took in a deep breath and I began to whimper into my hands. "Hello! Come out!" I shouted through tears. "Hello!" Let it be, Bella. Go home to Charlie.