Prologue: My Lovely Death

The knife shook in my hand as I pointed it at him. He was advancing upon me with lightening speed, his eyes crazed but oh so, so beautiful. I could die like this – I knew that much. I could die with his hands wrapped around my neck and his icy cold fingers pressing so harshly against my skin.

I tried to remember how I got to this point with him. I tried to remember when I made the wrong turn – the wrong decision to trust him. How fucking stupid I had been. But I loved him, that's all that should have mattered. At least that's what my drunk for a mother had told me. You love him, Bella. You must stick with your man. So I listened to her. I fucking listened to that crazy fool.

It pained me to think of my mother as a crazy fool, but I just couldn't help it. It was her fault that I was in this position! All her drunken fights with my stepdaddie, allowing him to throw me out of the house. Then I had come to Forks, and everything seemed to be peaceful and quaint.

Then I met James and everything changed. He was a strange one --- skin icy cold, so cold that it nearly sent me into overdrive when he touched him. I always felt like an angel when he looked at me. He made me believe that I was special to him. He was a liar! A bastard!

And now he was going to be my murderer.

I stumbled backwards, trying to reach for salvation. The room we were in was dark and wet, like those piercing eyes that stared at me now. If only I could get him to forgive me. That was laughable, of course. Because the expression in those eyes made me know that this was my end. I was going to die.

Be dead. Forever.

Maybe he would throw my body in some gross dumpster when he was done with killing me. I laughed bitterly to myself when I thought about it. How funny.

"My beautiful, beautiful Bella," he whispered, following me into the corner I was now pressed against. He smiled viciously. "You are going to more beautiful when you're dead in front of me. A FUCKING CORPSE. JUST LIKE YOUR DRUNK MOTHER."

"NO!" I screamed. "MY MOTHER IS NOT DEAD! YOU ARE A LIAR!"

He smiled even sicklier at me. Then he did something peculiar. He dropped the knife he was holding, threw it actually against the wall. It cluttered to the ground and I shuttered at the sound. Before I could even blink, he was suddenly on top of me. His suddenly sharp teeth tore into the soft skin of my shoulder and it hurt. God, it fucking hurt so much.

"My lovely – Bella," he growled as he looked up at me, his teeth and lips covered in my blood. I could barely focus and my vision was blurry. "You are going to be mine forever." He laughed and the sound sent shivers down my spine.

"HELP ME!" I managed to scream, my throat raw. "PLEASE HELP ME. GOD, SOMEONE – ANYONE. HELP ME!!" There was a loud crash and I saw a shadow move past my eyes, and there was a scream. Horrible screaming. It sounded like James' voice.

Before I passed out a pair of golden eyes stared down at me and his face was so, so beautiful. Much more beautiful than James'.

"Don't worry," the stranger whispered in his musical voice. "I'm here. Everything is ok now."

Then I blacked-out.

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So that's it! My first Twilight fic! Hope you guys enjoyed and review! REVIEWS ARE LOVE!!! *kiss kiss*