Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer, The characters that you recognise are not mine. The Plot is, So HANDS OFF! Enjoy!
My Italian Saviour
Chapter One
Bella P.O.V
He is gone. And I understand why. Lying in our field makes my mind flood with memories of our time together. Then it hits me, it was never truly me who was with him. It was him, playing me and my mind. Changing me; my life wasn't like this before. He degraded me, treated me like a snot ridden child, and then left me to die, alone, in the woods by my house. Like a toddler throwing a temper-tantrum because they didn't the 'right' type of toy for Christmas.
The tickle of the grass beneath my bare feet and the bright blue sky above me calms my senses. I pull out my favourite book, Wuthering Heights, and started reading my well-worn book. My skin started to prickle, and my eyes started to flutter. I felt a presence staring at me in the distance. The air felt tense, I could barely breath.
"Well, well, well... Belllla. It seems that the Cullen brat has dumped your ass and fucked off to some other place, without his human pet." I looked up, and saw the person who just gobbed her mouth off to me. Red eyes bore into my own, doe, brown ones. Victoria.
"I suppose I should just kill you now. Save the brat from having to do it. Your blood with taste like the fine ambrosia wine sent from the Gods above. The ones that damn me to hell... time to die bitch!" Victoria spoke to unwilling ears.
She started sneaking closer to me, making every second count, like she was inducing some kind of slow torturous death. She snarled at me, I didn't even bat an eye. This was normal. She got closer, my heart was pounding. This was to be my end, this is my death. My funeral.
The pounding muscle in my chest shifted, as if it had spotted something my brain hadn't. Glowing red eyes clouded my vision, and they weren't those of Victoria. A black veil was put to my eyes. I was dead. I felt no pain...
I woke with the sounds of engines purring. Revving into higher gears I had no clue existed. The same glowing eyes I had spotted could be seen hovering over me. They warmed my heart, and welcomed my soul. I knew these eyes, I swear.
"Isabella, Mia Cara, are you alright?" The voice from above beckoned, catching my full attention.
"I...I think so?" I made my answer sound more like a question. His bell like laughter filled my ears. Concern suddenly filled the eyes of the vampire above me.
"Isabella, Mia Amore, do you know who I am?" It spoke again, still using my full name.
"I believe I do, although I'm not entirely sure" I answer again, captivated by his icy breath, and breath-taking red orbs.
"Then say, Mia Cara, don't hold it all inside." It sounded like he was trying to flirt with me...
So I spoke, "Aro of the Volturi". I felt his lips on my neck before I passed out...
Authors Notes:
My First FanFic! Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Will update soon!
Italian:
Mia Amore: My Love
Mia Cara: My Dear
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