Chapter 1

BPOV

"Bella? Come on! Angela is here and she's getting impatient!" my aunt Chrissie yelled from downstairs.

I cursed and swore as I quickly hopped around my room, throwing on some shoes and wiped some make up on my face. I looked in the mirror, once again, not really pleased with my complexion but it would have to do for now, after all it was just a party.

"Coming!" I yelled as I dashed towards the stairs and slid down the railing.

"Careful, Bella, please don't hurt yourself" my aunt scolded as she handed my purse "now make sure your back by 11" she warned.

I sighed, "Are you sure, Aunt Chrissie? I can stay if you want," I said

She waved her hand dismissively "I will be fine, dear, just be back by 11" she repeated.

I nodded and dashed out the door towards Angela's car. I opened the passenger and slid in, waving quickly to Aunt Chrissie as Angela took off down the street.

"Are you excited, Bella? For the biggest party of the year?" she smiled brightly

I shrugged "Angela, it's only Tyler's party, he has one nearly every week, its not anything special"

Angela gaped at me as if I had grown two heads then shook her head as if she couldn't believe her ears. "Well, at least try and have some fun, Bella, you hardly ever go to parties," she pleaded.

I sighed, "don't worry about me, Angela, I promise I will have fun, okay?"

She smiled with relief, "thanks, Bella"

We arrived at Tyler's house no more than five minutes later and I could tell that everyone was getting drunk already. Loud music boomed from inside and the sound of people jumping into the pool in Tyler's garden could be heard. Angela squealed and hopped out of the car with me following behind her.

Angela had, had this thing for Tyler since sixth grade and we were juniors now, she had been swooning over him ages and I personally couldn't see what she saw in him. He was bulky and always seemed to smell like alcohol when I talked to him, even at school. But unfortunately, Angela seemed to think otherwise.

We walked up the gravel driveway and rang the doorbell, a few seconds later, Tyler answered the door, who was already tipsy. He shot Angela and I a crooked smile and I had to hold Angela up from collapsing.

"Hey, girls! Welcome to my lair, where the party never stops and neither does the drinking!" he shouted to the rest of the house and I heard cheering come from somewhere inside.

Angela beamed "Oh my god! You're house is amazing, Tyler! And you're amazing!" she added and I rolled my eyes.

He shifted uncomfortably for a moment before finally saying "drinks are out back girls, go help yourself!" and he stumbled back to the sofa where several other blonde girls sat.

Angela, of course, followed him as if she was under his spell and I sighed, walked towards the ice cooler out back and retrieved a bottle WKD. I sipped it and sighed, it immediately soothed. I decided to take a walk around the house, I did this until I came to the living where everyone was grinding and making out with each other. Through the living room I could the garden lit by a couple of candles, where no one was. I slithered in between all the people in the living room dancing. I finally managed to get through and stumbled through the open doors into the garden where I was hit by a wave of cool fresh air. I breathed in and took another sip of my alcoholic beverage and began walking down to the end of the garden where it got darker, away from the noise.

I leaned against a nearby tree and rested my head on it. I found myself soon thinking about my deceased parents, who died in a car accident that I had somehow miraculously survived. I remembered the hospital was baffled by my survival, they had said I was extremely lucky considering I was only 10 at the time. That was how I came to live with my Auntie, who had raised me better than I could have ever imagined. She was so kind and patient with me, even when she was diagnosed with cancer, she still seemed to be the same with me, and she was good at covering up her pain. She managed to overcome it, but it never really went away and lately she's been sleeping later in the day and she looked paler by the day.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I saw a shadow pass quickly somewhere close by. I stood up straight instantly, scanning the pitch-black garden for any sign of movement. I jumped when the shadow rushed passed at the end of the garden and it suddenly stopped. I could barely see properly but I could make out that it was a figure of a man, I didn't have much time to analyse him before I realised he stepping closer towards me. I stepped back instantly with each step he took towards. My breath picked up and I turned around ready to run back to the house.

The air was knocked out of me though when I came into contact with a very solid, surprisingly warm chest. My heart started to race and I stumbled back from him, confused and startled.

"Bella" he whispered darkly and his emerald eye locked on mine, freezing me in place.

How did he know my name? Who is this creep?

He continued to look at me, and slowly, he moved forward and held out his hand to me for me to take.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, he smirked darkly and pinned me with his gaze.

Say no, you idiot! You don't even know this guy! He might be some stalked or axe murderer! What if he wants to kill you my rational shouted at me.

But, before I could even comprehend any response, his hand gently brushed my wrist and I was overcome by the feeling of warmth and safety,

For some inexplicable reason, I let him pull me tightly into arms and my left hand was placed on his shoulder while his big one engulfed my other hand. In return, he wrapped his other arm around my waist and pulled me flush against his hard chest. "Breathe, Bella," he whispered, my heart fluttered and I was sure he could hear it beat against his chest. He dipped his head down, breathing in my ear as he repeated the lyrics to the house music as we began to dip and sway with each other. I rested my head against his shoulder and let him lead me in the dance.

This is insane, Bella! Wake up! This isn't right! Pull away now! My mind shouted at me.

I jerked back from him and stumbled slightly, this wasn't right was it? He's a creep! He seemed to sense my indecision and he tugged me roughly back into his arms and I was engulfed once again is his arms and we were swaying and dipping. "This is right," he growled in my ear and for some reason, I agreed with him.

The music slowly stopped and just like that, I was alone, as if he was never even there in the first place. I took in a shaky breath and rubbed my eyes, as if waking up from a dream.

"Bella! There you are! Come on, its 10:30, I need to drop you off at your Aunt's house before she thinks your dead or something" I heard Angela yell and I let he drag me through the house and into the car.

The whole trip home, I reminisced about what just happened and I could still feel his breath on my neck from where he whispered to me. My skin prickled at the feeling.

Angela stopped the car and I got out and waved goodbye to her. As I walked to the door I couldn't help but feel like I had met him before tonight. A sense of familiarity I had never had before and I couldn't decide whether it was good or bad feeling.