My Bella

A/N: This is my first story so go easy! Dedicated to the Pink Power Ranger who got me to read Twilight and who inspired a part of this story. Also to Secrets, the Pink Power Ranger's best friend, who helped me when writing this. This was inspired by my English mock paper.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, no matter how much I want to!

Chapter 1

Those long, dark nights were always the worst. My kind don't sleep you see. During those winter months I tried to stay inside, but it is so hard to keep temptation at bay. Innocent people walking along dark alleys, blood pumping through their veins…………… They look up, startled by my beauty, my perfect physique, my pale skin, my black thirsty eyes. They realise I am no friend, their hearts beat faster; pumping that sweet blood around their body…………. I can almost hear it now. They of course try to escape, but once I am that close it never happens. I have………… hidden talents, you could say. They never escape. I try to restrain myself, but it is my nature. I can't help but feel this tremendous thirst wash over me. So alone and so weak, they beg for mercy. That is the worst part. Once I am that far I can never turn back. I cannot risk exposure. Nothing could be worse than that. Sometimes I am able to walk past. Sometimes I am almost human. The pride that I feel when I abstain is almost as good as quenching my thirst. Almost, but not quite. I don't want to be like this. I don't want to be feared. I don't want to be a monster.

I can hear thoughts, the thoughts of my victims included. I think that is why killing them repulses me. As I slowly drain their blood away, I can hear them grieving for their loved ones, for their lives……………….. I can't help but grieve with them. I can sustain myself with animal blood now, and stay away from humans - I could, until her. That she could have such an effect on me was outrageous! She was just an ordinary teenage girl, or so I thought. The day she walked into biology, the floral scent of her blood which rushed to her cheeks as she saw the only free seat – beside me. It was all I could do not to kill her then and there in front of a classroom of kids. I could not stand it, I had to get away. As soon as class was over, I rushed to see if I could transfer to another class. Any other class. I couldn't, they were all full. Then she walked into that cramped room, the wind twirled through her hair and blew her scent to me. Never before had my urge to kill been so strong. Her name is Bella, and I thought she was sent to ruin my life. I thought she would expose me and my family. I was wrong.

I cannot live without Isabella Swan

I have tried, believe me. To live without her I mean. Living without Bella is just not an option. I left her once, I thought I was bad for her, an unnecessary risk on her all too short life. It did not work. My leaving resulted in Bella – the most accident prone person in the world – going cliff diving (and almost drowning), befriending werewolves and almost getting eaten by an Italian clan of vampires. I, on the other hand, moped for months, tried tracking and failed miserably and tried to get the Italian clan of vampires to kill me (luckily Bella and Alice stopped me). It would have been better for her in the long run if I could have stayed away or, even better, if she had never met me. She was so fragile, so …………breakable. But not anymore. Now Bella is just like me. Now Bella is a vampire.

I did not want to make her say goodbye to her family, to her friends, to her human life. She made me change her and, if I am being honest, I quite liked the idea of existing with her forever. It made the future look a lot less bleak and, most importantly, it was what she wanted more than anything else – except for me, but she already had that. Carlisle, my 'adoptive' father, could have changed her at any time. She wanted it to be me. Bella is quite persuasive, but I wanted her to marry me first. She, reluctantly, agreed. Bella had issues with marriage. Her parents split up after marrying young, and Bella did not want to end up like that. I was going to give in and let her do things her way, but she wanted to be able to say a proper goodbye to her friends and family, and getting married seemed as good a way as any to do that.

Our wedding day did not exactly go to plan, but it was still one of the best days of my life……… well existence. It was in August, almost a year ago now. The sun was shining – a nuisance for me, my skin has a tendency to sparkle – and it was beautiful. I had to remain in the shade, constantly receiving filthy looks from Charlie, Bella's dad. He has never quite gotten used to the idea of Bella marrying so young, especially when I was the groom. He hasn't forgiven me for walking out on Bella. He remembers what a mess she was and it hurts me every time he thinks about it. I never want to be the cause of her pain again. I can still remember the day I, well we, announced our engagement to him. Bella was so terrified that she just showed him the ring while I did all of the explaining. He overreacted, a lot! Let's just say it's a good thing I'm bullet proof! Charlie threw a bowl at me, and I of course had to pretend to be hurt. When he came to his senses and remembered he was a police officer, he apologised. If I remember correctly he said a total of ten words to me between then and the wedding. They were, 'If you hurt my girl, I will kill you. Ok?' On the day of the wedding, just before Bella arrived, he eventually came up to me and shook my hand. Then he said, with a tear in his eye, 'Look after her.' Never before had I felt so guilty. I was going to take his daughter away from him, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

I remember exactly how Bella looked too. I almost stepped into the sun to run to her. She was beautiful. Alice had been very careful to guard her thoughts around me so that I wouldn't see Bella's dress before the wedding. I'm not good at being patient and it almost drove me mad not knowing. She wore an ivory corset top which had lots of sequins embedded in it. They shimmered in the sun; they were obviously for my benefit. Thin and detailed lace was over the corset top and it came up to form a sort of choker around her neck. A long silk skirt was attached to the top and it had a short train. I love her so much. The only thing that ruined it was the foul stench of her 'maid of honour'. She had told me that she was going to have a maid of honour as well as Alice, but I wasn't to know who it was. Her maid of honour was really her best man. Jacob Black! Jacob Black with that stupid grin on his face! The only consolation was that he would have to see her marry me, and not him. I almost Bella when I saw how nervous she was. Not at marrying me but at my reaction to Jacob. Alice had to stand four feet away from Jacob to stop the smell from burning her nose. Jacob is a werewolf and we smell horrible to each other, vampires and werewolves that is. Charlie walked Bella up the aisle, with Alice and Jacob close behind. As Bella got closer I almost forgot about Jacob. She was so beautiful, so ……… mesmerising. Then, during the ceremony, he had the nerve, the audacity, the cheek…….. Jacob shouted 'I object!'

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