A/N: Okay, this is my first published fanfiction, so be kind and review...the more you review...the faster I will post a new chapter...assuming that you want me to continue writing this?! Merci Beaucoup for reading :D...love you!

Disclaimer: SM owns all twilight...i do not!! :(:(....however....i do happen to own 6 posters of Taylor Lautner and a pair of 5 inch stilettos ... jealous much??

POV's: Bella's...in later chapters...Edward's

BPOV

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! I hate flying. I would feel much better once the plane touched down…yes! I had been telling myself that for the whole 12-hour flight. I had felt bad about what I had done and it didn't help my conscious being up in the air. But I didn't have a choice. I couldn't stay there. It was the right thing to do…leave. God, I need a distraction. I drove into my bag and pulled out the canister, which I stole from my parents and took a swing. Arr! Nasty stuff really, but it makes my nerves calm down. If I wanted to keep going I had to bury that part in the back of my head. A voice said that we would be landing in LAX airport in 5 minutes. I let out a deep breath and it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I relaxed from my ridged position into the chair and waited to land. I decided to close my eyes for a few minutes to prepare myself for what was to be waiting for me.

"Miss, miss" I heard a quite voice in my head, then someone shaking me. "Miss, we've landed." I sudden realised that we must have landed and I had fallen asleep. I flew my eyes open and sat up with a gasp. "It's ok miss, you just fell asleep, but we've landed now."

"Thank you" I breathed, trying to slow my heart rate from the shock. I smiled up at the airhostess and she walked away. The drink must have had me pass out. I gathered my carry-on and walked towards to exit the plane. I walked down the steps of the plane and into the blazing heat. Phew! It was really hot out here. Especially in my jeans and jumper. It was cold back in England and I had wrapped up warm. My eyes were taking there time adjusting to the sun, so I pulled my sunnies out of my bag and put them on. It was then I noticed the bus and the other passengers waiting for me so we could be taken to the main building. I ran over the bus and jumped on, apologising to the driver. An irritated smile flashed across his face before pulling away from the plane. I sat in the nearest set and started fanning myself with a spare piece of paper that I pulled out of my bag.

It wasn't long before we reached the main building and I jumped out first almost running into the entrance. I wave of air-conditioning hit me. Ahh! It was a really good feeling on my skin. I followed the signs to baggage claim and waited patiently for the luggage to come around. I was in no hurry, well not anymore. I didn't have anywhere to go. You see, I was a run away. I ran away from home and made my way here. Before I got too lost in my thoughts the luggage came round. Mine was the first one there and the smallest. I could feel people staring at me while I pulled my little blue suitcase off the luggage claim. I set it on the ground and started walking to the exit, keeping my head down. I walked through the doors where another wave of heat hit me. I started walking to the nearest taxi. I opened the door to the back seat and slid in, keeping my suitcase with me.

"Where to?"

"Um, I'm not quite sure."

"Well why don't you climb in the front with me and we can talk about where you would like to go."

For the first time I got in the taxi, I looked up to the driver. He was young and quite good-looking. Dark skin, jet-black hair, cropped short. He had a very warm trusting smile on his face. I couldn't help but smile back. I got out of the backseat and climbed into the front. I shut the door and turned to look at the friendly driver.

"Jacob Black" he said, reaching my hand out me.

I shook it. I didn't say my name. He gave me an amused yet puzzled look.

"You know, normally people say their name after shaking hands." I looked down into my lap. What was I suppose to say to this man? I didn't know him. But there was something in his smile that made me want to tell him everything. So I did.

"I know, I'm sorry. It's just I'm not in the best position to go around telling people me name."

"Oh. I see. You're running from the police." Him smile grew wider, amused at himself.

"You're almost right" I laughed. "Well, I'm kind of, a runaway. I got on a plane from England and came here. Now I really don't know where to go." I had never been one of those people to open up to a complete strange. But there was something about Jacob that I trusted.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made that comment." His smile dropped from his face. "Well I know of a place where young runaway girls can go, if you would like me to take you there. A close friend of my family and his wife run it."

"That would be really great. Thank you." I was still looking down at my lap. Jacob's hand patted my knee, making me look up at him. He reassured me with a comforting smile. I smile back half-heartedly. Without another word, Jacob started the car and pulled away from the airport.

We had been driving for about 10 minutes in silence, when Jacob sighed. "Why did you run away? You seem like such a nice girl and I can't see why you would need to run away." I could feel him staring at me, so I looked up to answer him.

"Do you really want to know?" Jacob nodded slightly. I took a deep breath and began to tell me story.

"My mother abandoned me when I was first born on the steps of an orphanage in London. They took me in and looked after me really well. I was happy with my life. When I was 10, a couple came looking for a little girl to adopt and they had chosen me. I had been their image of a perfect daughter – blonde hair, blue eye, and pale skin. It was my dream come true. I had found a family who would take me in and love me. For about 3 years I was completely happy. My mother found out she was pregnant. We were all so happy. I was going to be a big sister and I would look after my little brother or sister. But things changed after my baby sister was born."

"My parents would go out every night, leaving me to look after the baby. They wouldn't come back until the morning. I started to get really worried. One night, I was looking after the baby and I heard my parents come in earlier than normal and they weren't alone. I started walking down the stairs when I heard the voice that haunts me to this day. "The Volturi will be expecting her soon, Jane. You need to get her ready." My heart stopped dead. I knew the Volturi were bad news. They were into drug dealing and all sorts. I knew they were talking about me.

"Look Alec, she's not ready. Demetri and I haven't prepared her for what's to come. She needs…we need more time!"

"You know how impatient Cauis is Jane."

"Then just solve things over with Aro, brother. Just give us more time."

"Fine Jane, but you must be ready soon. She is the key and the time has almost come. See you again soon." I couldn't listen anymore and I ran back up the stairs.

I stopped and looked over at Jacob, he looked like he was about to cry. He noticed me stop and patted my knee in encouragement to continue. "I got so scared I starting throwing up. I didn't want to get involved with people like the Volturi. I was the key. What the fuck did that mean? I wasn't anyone special. I packed a few bits of clothing and I got my passport and all my savings I had from working at a pub down the road. I waited until my parents were asleep and I suck out the house. Not before giving my sister a kiss. I would come back and save her from them when she was older, to stop her from getting mixed up with the Volturi. I loved her. She would always come and sit on my lap and ask me about my day. I was sad to have to leave her. But I couldn't stay any longer. I ran all the way to the bus station and got on a bus heading for the nearest airport. And I guess you know the rest." Jacob looked straight into my eyes, cutting right into my soul. I didn't notice that I was crying until Jacob started rubbing my arm and making shushing noises at me. He had me feel like a little girl and someone who actually cared for me. It actually did make me feel better. "Thanks for being so nice to me" I managed to sob.

"You very welcome. So do I get to know your name now?"

"I suppose so." I held my hand out to Jacob as he had done to me.

"I'm Marie, nice to meet you Jacob." Jacob smiled and took my hand.

"It's very nice to meet you Marie." It was then I noticed that we had stopped outside a very nice looking building.

"Well this is where I leave you Marie. I really do hope everything turns out ok for you."

"Will I get to see you again?"

"I'm afraid not; you see I'm down here only for the summer. I live up in the reservation in Washington. I come down here in the summer to stay with my sister. She makes me work."

"Oh, it would have been nice to know someone here." It really was a shame. I really liked Jacob. I thanked him one more time and I got out of the taxi and retrieved my things from the back seat. I waved to Jacob and then he drove off. I turned and looked at the building in front of me.

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