A/N: I do not own the Twilight characters at all. I will never own any of Stephanie Meyer's beloved books either. I do however own the plot of this story. This story is called troubled times and it is about Edward and how he came to love Bella, my way. I don't think it will be very long, but you never know. And it begins…
Chapter 1 Troubled Times
It was powerful, it really was, but not to something like me. I wasn't even a somebody, I was a thing. It made me shudder just saying it. Our family had just moved back to Forks, with the addition of Jasper and Alice. I can still remember his blood thirsty eyes when we first saw him with Alice in his grip. It had never occurred to me before then that there were other ways to live my life, no existence, I corrected myself mentally. I ground my teeth together, frustrated.
Jasper glared at me. He was so, different. Not like the rest of us, all calm and sensitive, he truly took on the meaning of being an animal. I wasn't scared of him, that was the last thing that came to mind really. My feelings toward him were more of frustration, just because I know what is going through his head, doesn't mean I know why. Yet he didn't seem to absolutely hate me as he shot me calm feelings through the tense air.
My family knew, how could they not? They could sense I had changed, they felt it, saw it, and could probably even sense it in every way possible. I was different. Vampires were all the same, no variation, all evil, beautiful versions of our past selves. No soul to give or to have, only hell to go to after death. There was no second chance, not even for those who did not choose a life like this, like me.
Why I had changed I wasn't really sure. I knew that ever since we had decided to move back to Forks, things were different. I was always thirsty. It was an unending craving for blood, but it wasn't sated even when I got what I wanted. No, needed. So this change was a good thing maybe, making me more of a vampire, making me crave what I needed, showing me that path to true vampirism. Not living on animal blood, not a vegetarian¸ a true bloodsucker. Is that what you really want Edward, to be a monster? Another word that made me shudder, made me realize what I wasn't.
I remember when Emmett came, how quickly he built up trust with us. He had realized very quickly that he was worthy of something, but then again he had Rosalie… I had no one, the thought danced into my mind gracefully, maybe that was the problem. I was just going through a troubled time. The problem was simple really. Love.
A/N: I really have had some trouble writing this. I don't know if I am going to continue it or not, it depends on the response I get. Please don't be harsh, but I love all forms of criticism. I know it's short, but it's really just an intro/summary. R & R please!