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Chapter One

Bella P.O.V

This is why we do it
This is worth the pain
This is why we fall down
And get back up again
This is where the heart lies
This is from above
Love is this, this is love
Love is why we do it
Love is worth the pain
Love is why we fall down
And get back up again
Love is where the heart lies
Love is from above
Love is this, this is love

I knew it was time to get up. I mean, I had responsibilities and everything but it felt so good being wrapped up in the three fleece blankets I owned, and I was tired.

I sighed and instinctively reached out and slid the slider on my iPod touch, turning the alarm off. I loved that song. I sat in the warmth for an extra couple of seconds before I quickly flung the blankets off my body. The cold hit me like a slap in the face. I shivered when my feet touched the hard wood floor. It was freezing. I reached under my bed and grabbed my oversized horse slippers, and slid them on my feet. They were also cold.

I heard the sounds of the T.V on downstairs. Charlie is defiantly gone by now, so he must've left it on. I rolled my eyes. Grabbing my sweater of the rocking chair in the corner of my small room, I hurried downstairs before we could waste more money on electricity.

My life was pretty simple. I lived on a ranch with my dad, Charlie, my cousin Jake, and my best bud, Ricciolo. Ricciolo is my border collie. Ricciolo means "swirl" in Italian and to me, he looks like vanilla and chocolate swirled. I call him Rick for short. Me and Jake are best friends. We do everything together along with Rick. We feed the horses, tend to the cattle, and clean the chicken's coop together. Living on a farm is tough work. You have to get up at the butt-crack of dawn to get anything done on time. But over the past seventeen years of my life, it's gotten so simple. My mom walked out on us when I was seven. She said she wanted to "find" herself and that living on the farm was suffocating her.

She never said goodbye to me.

I came home from school to find my dad crying on the couch. Uncle Billy (who is the adopted brother of my dad) was sitting next to him, trying to calm him down. Jake and me were the same age, so when I asked him what was going on, he just shrugged his shoulders. My dad had looked me in the eye and said, "Your mother left us."

I've never felt the same.

Things had gotten better after a while. Dad recovered, but still hasn't dated anyone, let alone be interested in anyone. I absolutely despise what my mother did to my dad. It's completely unforgivable. Though, I wear my mom's ring around my neck on a chain. I love her, even though she's a bitch. She raised me good and well for seven years. I love her for loving my dad, even though it was only for a little while. I haven't heard from her since that morning I kissed her cheek and said, "Bye Mommy! I love you!" She had looked at me and whispered back, "You to, Bell. Forever."

Ok, so maybe technically that was a goodbye, but it wasn't good enough.

I grabbed a cup of coffee, chugged it, and then sprinted up the stairs, eager to start the day. I reached the top step when the big-ass lug came out of his room.

"Hey, Bells, is their coffee downstairs?" Jake yawned. I nodded and ran passed him, yelling, "See you at the stalls later," over my shoulder.

After I had put on a flannel t-shirt, holey jeans, and my cowgirl boots, I skipped into my bathroom and peered in the mirror.

Now, I never bragged about my appearance. Sure, I was pretty, but I wasn't someone guys looked at twice. My brown eyes bored into my reflection. I wasn't conceited. I liked how I looked. Hell, I was damn well proud of my petite figure. I had my dad's brown hair and brown eyes. I had my mom's voice though. Soft and light. I also had my dad's personality. I was stubborn as a mule and quiet as a mouse.

I brushed my hair out, letting it fall in waves down my back, and then placed my white cowgirl hat on my head. Yeah, I looked good. I giggled then sauntered downstairs and out the door to start my day.

Two Hours and One Water Fight With Jake Later

Damn Jake! He got horse water in my hair.

We had been washing the stalls when out of nowhere he pours the dirty horse drinking water on me. I was pissed. But it turned out to be fun. Until Charlie chewed us out and ordered us to go change.

Now here I was, in my room, wearing a pretty white button up blouse and a pair of jeggings. Charlie gave me the day off for cleaning the horse stalls. Jake got extra time because he fessed up and told Charlie he started the fight. I was going to meet my friend Austin at a small coffee shop down town. Austin was a crazy, insane guy with an awesome personality. We've been friends for eight years.

And he's gay.

I love him to death, and him being gay came with perks.

I was putting on my black fashion boots when something out my window caught my eye.

There was a glint in the woods that lined the back off our house.

I shook it off, thinking it was my imagination, and grabbed my iPod, head phones, and wall charger. I didn't own a phone. It wasn't necessary. We had a home phone, so an iPod is all I needed. I was about to walk out the door when I saw it again. The glint.

I was getting curious, and when I get curious, nothing good happens. But the glint was shining again. I was so tempted.

I took one last longing glance at the glint, before turning and walking out of my room.

Not today, bitch.

I walked out the back door and was on my way towards the car when I saw the glint again. This time, I went straight for it.

When I got to the edge of the woods, the glint had moved farther down the path. I looked around me quickly, and when I saw no one was around me, I stepped into the woods. The glint moved farther with every step I took. I quickened my pace, but it got even further. I broke into a run and without realizing it, I ran off the path and into the woods, deeper and deeper with each step.

It was only a little ways away from me now. I could see the glint, glittering more than ever so I ran even harder. Almost there. . . .

And then it was gone.

I skidded to a halt. I was beyond confused. I looked around for a shimmer, glint, something, but there was no one around.

I wasn't naïve. I knew about the deadly snakes and other dangerous animals out here.

I should go back.

I sighed, taking one last glance around me, and then turned around.

All I saw was a pair of gleaming read eyes before everything around me went black.