Chapter 1

Have you ever experienced that feeling that you are forgetting something and for whatever reason, you just came remember what it is?

Welcome to my life.

I am a vampire and I have spent the last 50 years not knowing who I really am. 50 years ago I woke up, in the middle of the forest as a vampire. I couldn't remember anything from my human life. Not even my name.

My name is Marie… I think.

That's the only thing I do remember and it's really hazy. It's not really from my human life, but while I was changing. I remember someone talking to me but everything was dark and painful, I was screaming and couldn't stop to hear what she was saying. The only word I caught between screams of pain and pleas to kill me, was the name Marie. I don't remember anything before that or anything after that until I woke up alone.

I am eighteen, or at least I look like I'm eighteen. I am 5'4'', have brown hair, pale skin, and golden eyes. Yes, I am a vegetarian vampire. I know I'm crazy and probably the only one but I would just feel too bad if I hurt a poor, defenseless human who had their whole life ahead of them.

I know that if I could have stayed human I wouldn't want it cut short, or even worse-eternally damned like me. Who would ever want to become a vampire? Even though I can't remember I know that I couldn't have wanted this life. I want more than anything now just to move forward, go to college, get married, and have kids. Anything but be frozen.

I tried looking up who I was once. I woke up in Northern Washington so I searched the names of all the missing people around the time that I had woken up. The only results were a Riley Beers and an Isabella Swan. No Marie.

For the past 50 years I've been moving around from place to place, school to school, home to home, job to job.

My story is always the same: My parents died in a car crash when I was 15 and I was living with my aunt until she passed away. I didn't want to go to another family member and I was legally an adult so that's why I can live by myself and go to school without having a parent or guardian.

I've only met a few other vampires in my time, most of whom never bothered to stick around. So I was really lonely most of the time. I never made friends with the humans who I went to school with; I only knew them well enough to know their name and who their parents were.

I do have a gift however. I am a shield. Both physically and mentally. A vampire who I met once told me this because it was his gift to sense other's gifts but I've have never tested it out.

This time I'm moving to Forks, Washington. This will be my first time back in the state of Washington since my change. I also think that I live somewhere in Washington but I have no clue where.

But Forks seemed like the perfect place. It had plenty of forests and wildlife and there was hardly ever any sun… The perfect place for a vampire.

I had purchases a little home that had been run down and need a lot of repairs. But I liked projects and I felt like I could really make this small house look bran new again. It wouldn't take me long and the house was secluded enough to give me privacy and allow me to fix it up quickly without neighbors noticing it was a wreck one day and a totally different house the next.

After I bought the house I moved in the next day. I only had to move from Idaho so the drive wasn't that far and I didn't have much to bring with me.

When I arrived at my new home I looked around. The front door opened to a main hallway that contained the stairway leading to the second floor. Almost immediately to the right there was an entrance to a small but cozy living room and at the end of the hallway was a small kitchen.

Upstairs there was a small hallway, right across from the top of the stairs was a small bathroom and to the right a small bedroom that looked out onto the back yard, and to the left a room about the same size as the other that looked out into the front yard. Everything in this house seemed to be small but I liked it. Smaller made things cozier and less lonely.

Many of the walls would have to be replaced due to mold and new appliances (even though I'd never use them) would have to be installed. I wood floors looked to be in good condition besides a loose one here and there, which could easily be replaced. The outside only needed to be painted and a little yard work.

It turned out not to be that big of a project after all. I replaced most of the walls and painted them, got new appliances, new floor boards, and painted the house. I bought all new furniture. When I was finished everything looked perfect in it's own unique way. And when I say perfect I mean that nothing matched. Everything was antique and different but it all looked good together. That was my taste. I didn't like those fancy homes that were all perfect and matching because to me those homes felt sterol and expressionless.

When I had finished all my work I headed upstairs to the room I had chosen for my bedroom which was the room looking out the front window. The room, which had been a light faded purple, was now a rich purple with rustic furniture. Even though I was a vampire I still felt exhausted from everything I had done to remodel this house in the past two days. At night I liked to get into sweat pants and a t-shirt and curl up in my bed, even though I didn't need it, and rest. Oh how I wish I could sleep.

I walked across the room and stepped in front of my new dresser. But then I felt the floorboard creek under me. Looks like I missed one. I sighed and went and got an extra plant of wood and my toolbox and made my way back to my room. I didn't feel like doing this now but I knew that if I didn't do it now then I never would. Also I could tell it was rotting and loose so I knew it need to come up soon anyways.

Rest will have to wait.

I knelt down and easily pried off the floorboard. I was about to replace it with a new one when something caught my eyes. I reached down and pulled it out. It was a dusty piece of paper, a photo and a CD.

I looked at it confused. Why would these be under here?

I unfold the photo.

The photo was of a human girl with brown hair like mine that frames her face. She was wearing a green dress that fit her perfectly and converse shoes, which made me laugh, She was looking away shyly and you could clearly see the blush on her face. She was very pretty for a human, I had to admit. There was something 'real' and innocent about her, which I liked.

Then my attention was drawn to the man who had his arm wrapped around her waste smiling down at her. He was wearing a casual suit and was about half a foot taller than her. He had bronze messy hair and perfect cheekbones. He was buff but still looked boyish, he had to be only 17. He was strikingly beautiful. But the biggest thing I noticed was their skin, she was pretty pale, even for a human, but he was so much paler that she. I looked closer and saw that he had purple shadows under his eyes.

He was a vampire. And the way he looked at her… with such love and admiration.

They were in love…

Even though he was a vampire and she was a human. The thought amazed me; I never would have thought it'd be possible. Did she know about him? She had to… right?

I gazed at this picture. This was what I wanted, what I longed for… Love.

But right now it seemed so far out of reach.

I folded the photo back to the way it was and set it down on the floor next to me. I opened the dusty, folded paper. It was very thin and frail due to time so I held it with care as I read the faded letters.

My Dear Bella,

I am so deeply sorry for leaving you like this. Please know that I never wanted to leave you. I only left because I am no good for you and my world is dangerous. I can never fully be with you without the fear of hurting you. You deserve a life, Bella, which is more than I could ever give you. I can't stand the thought of taking your soul away from you Bella. You have so many chance in front of you, who am I to take them away? I hope you realize by now that I lied when I told you I didn't love you. I will always love you Bella. Only you. Please take care of my heart because I left it there with you. Please forgive me.

Eternally yours,

Edward

After I read the note I felt like I wanted to cry. I reopened the photo and gazed at it know knowing the story behind it.

So this was Edward and Bella…

A vampire and a human… in love.

I could see how much he loved her in the picture and how painful it must have been for him to leave her; I could also see how devastated she must have been when he told her he didn't love her anymore. It pained me to think of the suffering they both had to go through but then again, he was right.

This world was no place for a fragile human. But what really amazed me was that he loved her so much that he wouldn't change her. He decided to let her go instead of taking away her soul. That really touched my heart. Maybe there were some good guys out there.

I folded everything back up and place the items in the top drawer of my dresser under my close. I knew it would be safe there. I kept the CD out though, wanting to listen to it and placed it near my laptop. I finished repairing the floor and put everything away.

I changed into my comfy cloths and loaded the CD onto my laptop. There was only one song on it so I played it and beautiful music of a grand piano played softly through the room… I put the song on replay so I could listen to it all night and climbed into bed. Even though I couldn't sleep, I closed my eyes and imagined the story of this Edward and Bella.

Soo what do you think?

Is it good? Should I continue?

See this is what you get when you don't pay attention in geometry!

I have really good ideas so don't get bored!