That asshole! I cannot believe the nerve of him to break up with me and just leave me in the middle of the fucking woods so I could catch hyperthermia, and find my own way home in the dark. I knew I couldn't trust him and should have listened to my uncle when he told me cold-one's are to not be trusted, but I wasn't on speaking terms with my Uncle Damon at the time, and did it to spite him who is going to be pissed with me when he learns what I have done, and Edward calls himself a gentlemen, he is anything but.

Despite him leaving me to supposedly move on from his everlasting love as he claims, he obviously wanted me to never let go of him or he wanted of dumped me so cruelly, but I don't think I was really in love with him as much as the idea of being in love and I felt more suffocated and controlled by him than anything, always making decisions he thought were best for me, and Uncle Damon warned me that cold-one's could be controlling, especially male cold-one's as Edward and they don't even realize it, making them extremely dangerous.

Edward thinks I discovered his secret because of him supposedly saving me from getting crushed by a van, but I knew what him and his family were since the first day I met them from my favorite uncle who taught me all about the cold-one's before I could even walk and the Cullen's don't blend in as much as they think that they do, they stuck out like a sore thumb, making it easy for me to spot them.

I probably should have called my uncle as soon as I realized cold-one's were residing in Forks when I moved in with my Dad, despite them claiming that they drink from animal blood like my Uncle Stefan who I don't get along with too well though only met him once when I was three, but he is just too serious all the time and after practically being raised by Uncle Damon as my mother was too flighty, I grew up knowing how to live life and listening to poetry and playing chess is not living life.

As far as Stefan believes, I never met Uncle Damon which was what I led him to believe as he had tried to compel me to forget all about him almost attacking me when I cut myself which I had gone crying to Uncle Damon about after I left my Dad's as I was only four, not knowing I was of a Witch and Reaper bloodline or that Uncle Damon had me on vervain.

I hadn't known that Uncle Damon and Stefan were vampires back then as Damon thought four was a little young to be telling me the truth about vampires and didn't want to frighten me by telling me too early and deprive me of my childhood as my childhood was already deprived enough because of my so called parents.

He was forced to tell me what happened, thanks to Stefan, after I came crying to him the following day after my father dropped me off as I threw a fit to end my trip early, not like my Dad wanted me anyway as I was so petrified after what happened and just wanted my Uncle Damon to tell me everything was alright.

I am positive if Stefan knew that Uncle Damon had been caring for me back then and practically since I was born, he would have tried to stop him, saying how he was unfairly influencing me and he is the reason why I don't respect him as my uncle when it had nothing to do with Uncle Damon as you can't just show and demand me to respect you and why would I show respect to the one that tried to attack me over a little cut.

I don't even understand why he would think I would want anything to do with him after he tried to attack me when I four and Uncle Damon was super pissed when he found out about what Stefan did, not liking the idea of having to tell the truth when I was already so young and as much as I don't want to admit it, it wasn't my parents that destroyed my childhood innocence, it was Stefan and I will never forgive him for taking that away from me.

I was always so scared of him wanting to take me away, but Uncle Damon always assured me that he wouldn't let him take me as he was the one that has raised me as my mother was more interested in going out partying than caring for me so I was his baby and he would never let his brother or anyone else take me away from him.

The only reason that I didn't live with him on a full time basis is because I still held onto that hope that maybe one day my mother would want me and love me like she loves her new husband and child though she only saw me as being in the way of her new family which is why she sent me away to live with my father who didn't want me.

Edward may have been a dick, but was right about one thing though, I don't belong in his world but that is because he doesn't belong in mine and never really wanted to be part of his world anyway, only going out with him to spite my uncle.

I was born to two parents with a father that was related to two original vampire uncles; and the Cullen's were too arrogant to think they were the only vampires in existence, I should know as I was related to them and a mother who comes from a long line of reaper witches though was never one herself, also known as a Reaptress and I don't think they would have ever accepted me as an immortal reaptress if the witches had known that I was related to the original vampire race.

My no good father had absolutely no idea that he was even related to the famous Salvatore brothers as they saw no reason to tell him unless they had to, wanting to protect him as Uncle Damon had wanted to protect me and I wasn't going to tell him because it wasn't my secret to tell anyway, not like I would have told him even if Damon asked me to and it wasn't like he would believe me anyway.

My mother was also completely air-headed when it came to her own heritage as my grandmother hadn't told her the truth as she saw no reason for her to know as she never came into her power and was too late for her to get it now and she wouldn't believe me although there was still a chance her new child will get the power.

I never really planned on allowing Edward to turn me into a vampire, though I couldn't be turned anyway as my Reaper blood would have just burned it out in under twenty-four hours and then I would have had a lot of explaining to do, not like I would have told them.

I was really just seeing how much I could trust Edward and if I could trust him with my secret of being a reaper witch, but was so obsessed with my damn soul and wanting to keep me pure and he thinks I am a virgin; as if, I lost it before I was even fifth teen and little did I know is that is what completes my reaper bond which is multiply ways of fucked up as Uncle Damon would say and I get my mouth from him; and I really wished I had a chance to curse them all off before they left.

I can't just believe I let him have that power over me, especially after Uncle Damon warned me about male cold-one's, I should have left town and headed straight towards Mystic Falls when I realized they were in the area and surprised that none of them, not even Carlisle sniffed out my reaper blood when Uncle Damon says cold-one's and even Original vampires have been known to sense a reaper and I am not sure if it is due to them being on animal blood or they have kept themselves so isolated from other vampires and other supernatural species to not even recognize a reaper.

The only ones that I think that I consider not to hate are probably Emmett, Jasper, and Rosalie that treated me like they would any other family, never trying to hide their true selves around me; and it pissed me off extensively that the rest of the family were so comfortable hiding themselves and lying to me, then had the nerve to call me their family, but what kind of family can't even be honest with you?

Those three were the only ones that came even close to passing my test and only failed because Edward, like always got in the way, controlling every aspect of my life and choices that I would choose to make and if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't physically die due to having original reaper and vampire blood in my veins, I would have slit my throat for having wasted so much time with that arrogant asshole.

He reminded me too much of Stefan, another reason I didn't like the arrogant bastard as he always felt that because he was a fucking cold-one vampire and could read minds except for mine, it meant that he was better than everyone and refused to see me as his equal, even sometimes trying to use his strength on me to control me and if I was human, he would have already broken half a dozen of my bones.

I had a feeling that they were only after me for my power or to make me into a perfect housewife for Edward and I would rather gouge my eyes out than to ever marry that douchebag who thought it was alright to dump a young girl in the middle of the fucking woods and leave them to find their own way home.

I didn't doubt that he was going to come back as that was how possessive male cold-ones are and attempt to claim me as his mate again even if I don't have any intention of being anything of his, but I don't plan to stay here much longer and they were the only thing stopping me from leaving and was going to be in for a surprise to find me no longer in Forks.

They all seemed to think that I was just incapable of making decisions for myself, like I didn't have a brain of my own that I knew how to use and treated me more that I was five instead of fourteen though they believe I am seventeen and constantly correcting me on every little thing like my uncle does,, and just the Cullen's wanted to 'parent me' as they fit, didn't mean they use me to do that.

Alice was just as bad with always having to dress me up as a fucking Barbie doll, but maybe I actually liked the way I dressed, but of course, she would go whining to Edward of how I wouldn't cooperate with her when I really was just choosing for myself and would force me to comply with her because what Alice wants, Alice gets, but my lack of style was really just a way to stay under the radar and was really more like my Uncle Damon with his love leather jackets and wearing black that would probably drive Edward and Alice crazy, finding someway to dislike it.

I was not going to be sad and mopey Isabella Swan that cried because her vampire boyfriend abandoned her in the middle of the woods and if I wasn't a Reaptress that could orb herself home, faster than he could run; vampires are so arrogant, especially cold-one's, thinking they are invincible and Edward was more arrogant than most that made me want to bang my head against a wall, but I was Isabella Salvatore-Swan, but call me Isabella and I will kill you and the first one of my kind that became a Reaptress and nothing could hold me back.