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Hells Angel

Chapter One

"Bella...I'm sorry. I can't be with you anymore." My world sank as he breathed the words.

"Why not? I don't get it Edward! You left me once and tried to kill yourself! I saved you! Why do you have to go, what did I do wrong?" I screamed, all of my energy divided into rage. I watched his perfect face crumble into a sigh yet I waited, demanding an explanation. I could feel the pain and sadness in me rise – but it was nothing compared to the inner fury that bubbled and brewed beneath my sweet facade.

"If you must know – I have fallen for somebody else...and for that, I am nothing but sorry. I thought you were my mate but I was wrong. I found my mate in someone I never thought to – Remember Tanya?" I gasped and retreated back a few steps, my blood boiling with hatred.

"No..." was all I could mutter. I was shocked, he had fallen for Tanya, the strawberry blonde bitch I envied so greatly. My eyes became slits, my vision of Edward dimming, the entire world was painted scarlet now and all I could do was sit, completely motionless, my mind trying to process the situation.

"I know it hurts...I'm so sorry Bella. One day you will meet someone, one day you will meet your human soul mate. But after all...you really are just a girl, ordinary, fragile, I can't even kiss you properly! What relationship is that? No, I need something better. I need someone my own kind – I hope you can understand that." I let my eyes find his and he stared at me with what I can only presume was disinterest. He did not care for me at all, if he wanted too, he'd kill me and leave. Which is exactly what he is doing, if he leaves now, I will live, sure, but not for long. Soon the Volturi will come searching and find to their delight that I am still alive.

"Change me Edward. If you must leave you have to change me!" I pleaded.
"I will do no such thing. I have to go now...goodbye Isabella. Live long and live well. I'm sure I will see you again someday but until then, it has to be goodbye." My eyes widened with disbelief, before I could even acknowledge his words he was gone, flying out my window and soaring through the forest. I fell backwards onto my bed, tears streaming down my face.

I couldn't think properly, I couldn't see anything properly, everything was hazed and out of focus, my body was cold, but at the same time I wasn't...sad. I wasn't as heartbroken as I expected myself to be. In fact, I merely felt anything but anger. How dare he condemn me to this life? Why does he feel it is okay for him to waltz in, fuck everything up, leave, give me a fucking death sentence, and then leave me to deal with that myself? How is that in anyway decent? It isn't.

I positioned myself upright and glared out of the open window for a moment. It was dark, and it was snowing. The icy air breezed in around me and sent chills up and down my spine. Something wasn't right. I stood up and walked towards the edge of the room, my eyes fixated outside. The skies were starry and enveloped in deep ebony, which seemed to blanket the entire world. It was beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. I let my arm outstretch and catch a snowflake. My eyes analyzed it, every point of its art but also every flaw. I seemed to look at the world with a cynical stare and I was beginning to detest it. I needed out.

He left once, and I was thrown into a river of despondency but now I am stronger. I can't let that happen again. I need to start living my life; I need a change of scenery...a holiday, even. I wasn't certain I would have a future. I wasn't certain if I would be alive for much longer. In that sense, everything confused me. Where would I go? What would I do? In the end, it will be death, as it always has been, but my end will be coming sooner rather than later. I groaned and ran to my wardrobe. If it is sooner, then I better leave now, right? I began to furiously pack my things, throwing everything my fingers touched into a suitcase, and as I did so I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, it made me pause for a second.

I was pale; paler than I'd ever been but also more dangerous looking. My eyes, darkened, my hair rippling in waves down my back and over each shoulder, glossed and refined, my lips puckered a scarlet, I almost looked like a vampire, yet I was only a fraction of their beauty. My head switched to my bedside table. Quickly I opened the cabinet door and retrieved bundles of makeup which was given to me on several occasions as gifts from people. Rarely did I use it, but now I feel I am in need of a touch up. I began with foundation to give my skin more life, and afterwards I went for my eyes, sleek black eyeliner, I wanted to give the impression of 'don't fuck me with.' No longer am I going to be sweet, innocent little Bella. No longer will people walk in and out of my life... if you want in now, you have to fight, and then...you can't get out.

When I was finished with my makeup, I continued my packing. Once I finished that I sat down, thinking for a few moments. I was beginning to doubt but I shook it off. The last thing to do was to leave a note, informing Charlie I'm OK and I will OK. I hunted my room for paper, and then I sat down on my desk to write.

Charlie,

Sorry I had to leave so abruptly – I'm sorry for everything I put you through in the past year. Please know and remember that no matter what happens, I love you and I always have loved you. Wherever I go, I will write to you.

With love,

Bella.

I left it tucked in the corner of the mirror, and with that I took off.

I drove for hours and hours on end, my mind ablaze with dead end confusion. Occasionally I'd stop the car, deliberating if I should go back or not. But then I just think that I've came too far to go back. And I go farther. I am rooted in a pit of my own indecisiveness. It's ruining me.

Eventually I stop once more and throw my head on the car horn.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I shout, grabbing my hair and kicking my car door open. I pant heavily for a few moments. Where the fuck am I even going?

I climb out of my truck, slamming the door shut. I'm in the middle of nowhere so it seems, an endless road dishevelled in the projected darkness of the night sky. I run into the woods surrounding me, I know it isn't wise, but I needed a release.

For about five minutes I kept running, but I tripped and rolled down hill, smashing my head across a rock.

"Fuck my ass!" I cried out, clutching my skull. I could feel the blood begin to trickle down my face, my stomach rolled and my eyes followed suit.

Everything was vastly incomprehensible; I didn't know where the fuck I was, and what direction to go in.

I staggered around a few more moments, until I fell backwards into a tree. In the hazy distance I could see two black figures making their way towards me.

"Well, look what we have here Alec. How amusing." A dark voice chuckled.

"Convenient, eh? I don't smell that boyfriend of hers anywhere. Do you feel him?" A boy remarked, sounding too happy for my liking.

"He is far away, nowhere close to here." A voice responded. I couldn't see anything but black outlines but I knew exactly who it was.

"D...don't come close...er...I will...I will..." I tried to talk but I couldn't, my mind was failing me. The two men laughed and I could only let my head fall.

"Or you'll what? Whatever it is, I strongly advise against it. Now come, you don't look like you're in a fit state to travel alone." The first man exclaimed, but before I could even process his demand my feet sunk into the ground and I succumbed to the darkness.