I was debating whether to post this or not, and decided to. What could it hurt, right? :)

"Bella…" A voice called out my name. The voice was beautiful, and I basked in the wonderful sound it resonated. I was blind; the whole world around me was darkness. All I could see for miles and miles and miles was darkness.

"Bella…" The voice was getting frantic. I reached out my arms, but felt nothing. The voice was crying now. Why was it crying?! No! I needed to stop the beautiful voice from crying! It couldn't cry!!

"No, no, no…Bella…no…" The voice was crying my name!! I didn't even know whom the voice belonged to! I screamed for the voice to stop, but no sound came out.

The voice was fading now, crying and moaning out my name in such an agonizing way…I needed to go to the voice and comfort it. I screamed and began to cry with it, the voice so beautifully painful that I needed to know why it was so sad.

"Open your eyes…Bella…open…" It cried out desperately, willing me to see what wasn't there. I screamed and scream, but no sound came out.

"Bella….Bella….Bella….."

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"Bella? Bella! Bella wake up!" I slowly came to, realizing a hard hand was shaking my shoulder and a man's voice was calling my name. I opened my eyes slowly to see a beautifully concerned face watching me.

"Aro…" I mumbled and rubbed my eyes.

"Bella," He smiled at me and stood, "You were screaming again in your sleep." I blushed, and looked up to see the amused look Aro had on his face. Why was it that everyone here found my blush so amusing?

"I'm so sorry Aro…" I apologized quickly, feeling immediately embarrassed for disturbing my master with whatever he was doing before he had to come wake me up. With his hearing, I was sure, he could hear me all the way from the other side of castle.

"It's allright, dear Bella." He opened his arms and pulled me into a fatherly embrace. I smiled, returning the hug and shivering a little at his coldness. "Now," He stood and walked to the door, "change into your uniform and report to the kitchen, Jane will be there with your daily chores." I nodded, smiling at him before he left the room.

When he was gone, the smile dropped from my face. I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes, my head throbbing slightly and my mind returning to the dream. This had been the 5th time I've had that dream. It was all so confusing. Who was the voice? I was pretty sure I'd never heard it in the past few months that I remembered. And trying to think of who it could've been from the time I didn't remember only made my heard hurt more. I shook my head, sighing and getting up to change into my servant's uniform. One thing was certain: The person in my dream sounded absolutely tortured. And it sounded like it was my fault.

I slipped on my servant dress. It was elegant, beautiful actually, for a servant's dress. But compared to the dresses the members of the family wore, it might as well of been a potato sack. They wore intricate patterns with priceless gems embedded and breathtaking embroidery. I wore a simple ankle length white dress. Nothing more.

I didn't mind being a servant. It was all I knew. I knew I had a life before this, but I couldn't miss it because I had no recollection of it. The first thing I remember is waking up in my room in the castle to a worried Aro. He explained to me that my parents were killed in an accident, and they left him to be my guardian. I tried to be sad about the death of my parents, but I just couldn't. I had no memory of them. I had no memory of where I lived before here, or who I knew. All I knew was that I was a servant to Aro, and he was the closest thing I had to a father. I looked up to him. I was happy. Or as happy as someone in my situation could be.

Once changed, I walked through the long corridors and down two flights of stairs to the kitchen. The castle was confusing if you didn't know your way, but after a few weeks I started to find my way around the confusing maze. There were really one a few placed I needed to know how to get to: The Throne Room, the Wash Room, the Kitchen, and the way out so I could go the market for myself.

"Good morning Bella!" Jane chirped and moved forwards to pull me into a tight hug. And I meant tight. "Did you sleep well?"

I laughed and hugged her back, finding her usual cheeriness to be contagious "Good Morning Jane. I slept fine, thank you." I nodded and moved to look in the cupboard for ingredients to make something for breakfast for myself.

"Ooooo what are you going to make today?" Jane asked, taking a seat and watching me take out the waffle mix. Jane had an unusual fascination with watching me cook and learning how to, even though the food had absolutely no appeal to her, considering her…circumstances.

"Just waffles today, Jane." I yawned softly, not really wanting to make anything complicated like I usually did.

"…I think you should make blueberry waffles. With bacon!" I sighed mentally, turning around and forcing a smile at her.

"Okay, I'll make that." I didn't really feel like it, but I worked for Aro. Which meant I worked for all of them. What they said goes. Jane clapped her hands and laughed, settling in her seat to watch me make the slightly complicated breakfast. It was only complicated because the Volturi weren't that modernized. Which means I had to make waffles from scratch without a toaster. I don't remember seeing a toaster, but I remembered it existing. Strange.

After finishing the breakfast, I looked to Jane. She pulled out of her pocket a list of my daily chores. In neat, handwritten cursive, it read:

-Wash the clothes

-Clean up the study

-Water the flowers in the garden

-Clean up the dining hall

My stomach churned at the last chore. I looked to Jane and she shrugged at me "We have to eat too, Bella…" She sighed and looked to the ground. I nodded, knowing that it had to be done no matter what, and no amount of pouting could change that.

I did the first three chores slowly, trying to put off the inevitable for just a little longer. I spent extra time in the garden, taking great care in watering the flowers and making sure I didn't miss any. Aro's garden was, by far, my favorite place in the castle. It was so quiet there, and it just breathed peace. I was able to forget all of my troubles for just a little while. No longer was I worrying over 18 years that I hadn't had any recollection of, no longer was I fretting that I was a servant for a castle full of vampires. I was just Bella. Nothing else. It was a daydream that I allowed myself to bask in for just a little while.

But all dreams have to come to an end.

I finally had no other way to put it off, and made my way begrudgingly to the dining hall. I didn't eat in the dining hall. For one, I wasn't allowed to. Two, they kind of things they ate in the dining hall were completely different than the kinds of things I ate in the kitchen. For one, what I ate wasn't still living when I ate it.

I opened the door to the dining hall, my nose getting hit immediately by the foul stench of drying blood. The bodies were cleaned out and long gone, thank goodness. All that was left were small puddles and piles of blood. Some was even splattered on the wall. I took deep, shaky breaths, trying to stop the bile from rising up my throat. Then I would have to clean that too.

Being as quick as possible, I mopped and scrubbed up the bloody dining hall. The dining hall wasn't really even a dining hall. It was a big room that they'd led their prey to deep within the castle, so that no one in Volterra would hear them. There were no tables or chairs of even place settings, just one big room.

After I left, I let out a few quick, deep breaths and rushed to the bathroom. I kneeled over it and saw the waffles I'd made for breakfast once more. I coughed and pressed my head to the cold marble cabinet next to me. God, how I hated the smell of blood. Ironic, huh?

I stayed like that for few minutes, composing my self and going to my feet slowly, my legs feeling a little like rubber. I went back and got the mop and bucket from the dining hall, taking them and putting them in a supply closet to be used whenever my masters had another meal.

I had no other chores to do, so my day was done unless Aro called on me for another chore of favor. I retreated to the garden, going deep into it to a place that was rarely visited. It was overgrown and no one really cared to keep it up because no one saw it. Except me. I couldn't cut it though. The overgrown vines and weeds seemed to bring the place to life, and give it that earthy feel. It liked it. It reminded me of something…some place…some place I must've been to or seen pictures of in my not remembered life…somewhere with lots of green everywhere…I shook my head and wished I could visit that place some day, but knew it would never happen. A few weeks into my life here, I'd come to the realization that The most I would see of the world was the places contained in the walls of Volterra. I was caged in, in a beautiful enclosing.

Isolated in a populated metropolis.

I was alone, and alone I would be until the day I died.

Luckily, that day would come soon.

For the people reading this, I have one thing to say to you: Nothing is as it seems.

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