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Chapter 1

My night started out with a nightmare. They always did—ever since he left me.

But this time when I woke in a cold sweat, I heard a shuffling sound outside my window. I warily stood up and made my way toward the small window in my room and studied the darkened view. My breath caught in my throat when the last person I expected sat outside my window, only a couple feet away. The figure was sitting on the grass, studying a slip of paper. I felt my eyes were deceiving me so I quickly pulled on my usual jeans and a sweater and flew down the staircase and out the door, my eyes wide awake. "Could it really be him?" I thought.

Quietly, I headed toward where I had seen the form out my window and, luckily, he was still there, busily writing out a letter with his perfectly, curved handwriting, using his perfect hand. I closed my eyes for a long while then reopened them and studied him, eyeballing every detail of his body. He looked worn-down and in a very bad shape. His perfect close, tattered. His eyes, bloody-red. And what scared me even more was his mouth which was red as well.

My heart skipped a beat because though my mind believed what I was seeing, the rest of my body did not believe me. I realized the strange truth.

It was him. It was Edward.

My eyes couldn't leave his face. I was deciding between staying here to stare at him or walking up to him. Before I could reach a decision, he sealed the letter in his hands and took one last long look at my window. I could almost swear a tear was gleaming on his cheek but of course vampires never cried. He looked my way and my heart pounded in my ears as I began to believe he sighted me. He stared right at me and sweat formed across my face. A small sound came out of his throat and he cried out softly.

"Bella?" he croaked. I could've sworn my breathing stopped. I opened my mouth to reply but was cut off when he vigorously shook his shabby head and held his hand up to his forehead. He began grumbling to himself, probably calling himself crazy. My mouth was hanging open because it was impossible. He saw me. But, he didn't believe it. He was a vampire. He had perfect eyesight. How did he not know I was really here?

He then turned and headed toward the forest that wrapped around the neighborhood. His head was held low against his neck and he stared at the ground in front of him as his feet trudged sluggishly against the cold ground. Without thinking, I followed right behind him but made sure there was a distance between us. Part of me still couldn't believe he was there, only yards away, and I couldn't touch him.

I followed him for what seemed like hours into the forest with no sense of direction. The only direction to my destination was Edward, and I followed full-heartedly. With him nearby, I felt whole. I stared at the back of his head and began daydreaming (or should I say nightdreaming?) till I accidently lost my footing and fell with much momentum onto the forest floor. Twigs burst into sound under me and I instinctively looked up.

Edward's eyes were pitch black and he looked nervously around the spot where I fell. He shook his head like he had done before and stood still for a moment. I guessed he was probably trying to listen for any person by reading their thoughts. He felt satisfied after a second and he turned back and zipped between two large trees whose branches abstracted what lay ahead.

I jumped to my feet as soon as I lost sight of him and sped between the dense branches only to find myself in contact with the floor again. The smell of daisies, roses, chrysanthemums, and any other type of flower I could think of, filled my head. The smell was familiar, too familiar. I picked my head off the ground and gasped at what I saw.

It was the meadow. Our meadow.

Edward had already made it to the other side. He looked like a rag doll, except worse. He was parked next to a bulky rock and using his unbelievable strength, he picked it up and placed the paper that was in his hand under it. With a loud "thud" the rock fell right back into place. Instead of walking off, Edward sat there, cross-legged. Only a sliver of a moon was out to glow against his smooth skin. With only minimal light, his skin glittered ever so lightly.

Like all my moves, I made a stupid one. My eyes were locked on his velvety skin and I trailed toward it, my arms outstretched. I fell over and let out a small vibration from my mouth, enough for Edward to turn around and gawk straight at me. I was in full view, in the middle of the meadow, so knowing there was no way I would be invisible to him now, I stood up and sprinted straight at him. My eyes were filled and pouring with tears and I was laughing and crying at the same time.

"Edward," I cried as I embraced him full-force. His sweet scent traveled through me-mixed with the scent of blood. I quickly decided it was mine.

"Bella," he replied, crying. I frowned as my gaze drifted toward his face. He looked terrible like he was mentally broken. I wondered why he was crying and in such a horrid shape when shock overcame me as I noticed he wasn't taking note that I was awkwardly hugging his side. His face was in his hands and he was repeating my name over and over in a sobbing tone. "Bella. Oh Bella. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you. I did it only for you and I feel it's beginning to kill you as it will kill me. I probably committed the worst deed a vampire in my state could do. Whatever happens to me Bella, just remember I love you." He continued sobbing and I began stroking his hair energetically, my hands shaking wildly as my fingers traveled between every strand.

"E-Edward, I'm right here. Everything will be fine. Don't leave and we can live with each other forever. I promise, I don't care what you are. Vampire or not, I love you." I looked at him again, hoping he was going to embrace me as well. But instead he was staring off into the distance, studying something out there.

"Bella, it's like I can hear you," he whispered, still looking worriedly in that direction. He pulled his arm toward his head and patted his hand over mine, probably hoping to touch his hair. My face went pale when his hand felt around his head as if my fingers weren't there. He dropped his hand and he still acted like he didn't notice me.

"Edward?" I whispered.

He shot up in an instant, stared at the area of the woods he had been looking at for a while, and jogged into the woods in the opposite direction, slowly and with an abnormal stride. His body looked broken even though it was technically impossible for a vampire. I gaped at him for a second then turned my head around as noises erupted from the other end of the meadow. Within a second, three werewolves blasted from the trees, red-eyed and filled with danger. They howled and growled as they followed Edward, much faster than his speed.

"No!" I cried as I finally understood what was going on. They were going to kill him! Ever since Edward's family left, the woods as well as Forks were considered the werewolves territory. Edward was in a very bad mental and physical health and he had taken off in a very sluggish pace. My whole body believed he was in it for death but my heart still wanted to doubt it with not much luck.

"No please, no!" I screamed as I ran in the direction both the werewolves and Edward had headed. My feet tangled on some plants and I clumsily fell over. I felt myself hyperventilating as breath after breath filled my lungs and every beat my heart made sent a jolt of pain through my veins.

"Please don't." I croaked quietly to myself as the noises of the werewolves died out. My eyes were red-rimmed and my heart broken. I wept and sulked under the visible stars as the memories of Edward flooded my brain.

My head shot up and I screamed till my lungs burst as the last thing I wanted to hear was heard. Wolves howling in the distance filled the air with a new knowledge. A mental breakdown went to work in my body. My life was officially over. Everything that ever mattered to me was officially over. Because what I had hoped would never happen occurred in an instant.

Whatever they were chasing has finally been caught.

And with that, I was awoken by the bright sunlight streaming through my window pane. My bedcovers ratted around my legs and my body sweated like a pig. Charlie gazed at me from my doorway with a stress mark on his forehead that had formed ever since Edward left me.

"What happened, Bells? You were screaming and crying in your sleep."

"Another nightmare," I replied shakily. I knew deep down it was too vivid to just being a simple nightmare.