Chapter 1:
I always went with the flow. My dad Charlie always allowed me to do that. He says: "Bella, flow like the water that is being chased by the wind" I listened to that. He was the best. My mom, she couldn't stand me anymore. She wouldn't call, or anything. Charlie was there for me. He let me do anything. He was almost the best guy in the world, next to James.
James is my vampire boyfriend. I know, that is probably weird to you. James ran into me one day, and the next, I was in love. He told me that he was a vampire last year. I should be scared, but I'm surprisingly not. He makes me feel safe, and he makes me feel special. His white as a ghost skin just makes him even more beautiful. The way he can run just as fast as lightning makes me feel wild. I am in love with him. He tells me everything, and I tell him even more. This only makes our lives stronger. He says that his entire time as a vampire he has been waiting for someone like me. He says he will do my will. I am planning on asking him to turn me into a vampire on my birthday, this September.
I was lying on my bed, in my newly decorated room. My friends decided that it needed a total makeover. They don't know about James, and so I decided to let them do what they want, since I have been keeping over half of my life from them a secret. I wish I could tell them everything. It would be so nice to tell them even more than everything, but James said that he could be killed, again, if I told them. I would never wish for that to happen.
I looked up at my ceiling, and wished that James could be with me. We spend most of our time in my room, just sitting and staring at each other. I memorize every feature of his face, his body, his locks of hair. I closed my eyes, but instead of seeing James, like I normally do, I see a guy, white as a ghost skin, bronze, messy hair. He is running like the wind is after him. He is faster than the wind. He reaches me. "Don't," his words are spoken slowly, in the softest and most beautiful voice I have ever imagined. "Trust" this guy is beautiful. "Him," He breathes on me, "Bella" it smells like my favorite smell, nature.
I open my eyes immediately. Was this guy talking about James? Why wouldn't I trust James? He was my entire life. The point of living. I wanted to become like James. Was this man warning me not to. I had the urge to close my eyes and see him again. I closed my eyes tight, but the strangely beautiful boy did not appear. I waited. No sign of him.
I open my eyes again. Instead of my usual giggle, I practically scream at the sight of James at the foot of my bed. "Something wrong?" He says in his wonderful voice. "Bella, my love. Are you scared?" He asked me.
I shook my head no. "You are not as scary as you think" I say. I blink, and for the split millisecond, I see the boy. "he is" he whispers to me. I look around my room. "I need to breathe." I say,
Before I knew it I was on James' back, practically floating through the air. I can breathe now. I close my eyes, taking in the rush. The strange guy is back. He is whispering something to me so lightly, that I cannot even hear what he is saying. I sigh, and open my eyes. I look down at James, and close my eyes again. This time I see James, he is on top of my. I hear screaming, and realize that I am the one screaming. James is smiling. His smile is different. I can see, fangs, with blood dripping from them. I look down at my wrist, and see blood, pouring from it. I open my eyes.
I open my eyes. He had stopped running. I look up into James' eyes. They are red. "James," I say to him. "You need to go catch a deer." He does not hunt people, he hunts animals instead. That is what he told me. "Bring me home, please." I kiss his cheek, and close my eyes. I see nothing. I open them to see my room. The new room. I look around it once more. I walk over to my desk to see a post it on my computer. It is a virtual one, like a screen saver. It says:
Don't trust Him