Disclaimer:I do not own Twilight, any location, person or product in this story, no copyright infringement intended.

A/N- Hi guys..I'm back! I hope you've missed me. I promised the sequel and here it is! A new year deserves a new story right! I have had such a hard time with this one already, it seems that for me writing a continuation is much harder than an original story! I hope it lives up to your expectations. A quick thank you to my beta DaisyBell2(ignore any mistakes they are my fault not her's –LOL) and my original fan who suggested the general concept for the sequel but especially to all of you who enjoyed the first story so much that it encouraged me to write another and for your patience in receiving it. Now please enjoy and don't forget to review.

"Damn it, Let me out." I screamed as I pounded on the door of the Alice's closet. I knew that with eleven other vampires in the house SOMEONE would take pity on me.

"Quiet down, Belly bean!" Emmett's deep voice echoed through the closet door. I'm under strict orders not to let you two out until Alice is back." He laughed.

"Come on Emmett!" I shouted pulling on the doors again. "Let me out of here!"

"Nope not until you to kiddies kiss and make up." He snickered as he made puckering noises; I quickly tuned him out.

"Unbelievable!" I huffed turning to Edward wishing I could make him disappear.

"You're the one who wanted to talk? " He growled.

"Don't blame me for this, this is your fault!" I griped from the other side of the closet.

"And how might I ask is that?" he replied heated.

"You refuse to listen to me!" I yelled. "If you had talked to me to begin with none of this would be necessary." I accused.

"Excuse me who told her we split up! It wasn't anyone's business but ours until you drug Alice into it."

"I'm not the one who told her, she saw it on her own, besides I never wanted to split up!" I screamed.

"No, you'd just prefer to go on sneaking around behind my back!" he spat.

"You You UGH! I can't think of anything bad enough to call you!" I cried.

"Oh I don't know, how about a Benedict Arnold or perhaps Jezebel perhaps maybe just simply a cheat, take your choice!" he paused a moment "NO wait, my mistake I was describing YOU!" He pulled his bronze hair.

"ME, well if that's not the pot calling the kettle black! What about you? You have little room to accuse me of cheating. " I hissed crossing my arms as he mimicked my motion.

We were at an impasse; both of us took a moment and stared at each other both of our eyes burning with the anger we felt toward one another, neither of us backing down. If only he knew the truth behind what was going on, he wouldn't be so judgmental, perhaps he would even understand but if he couldn't trust me with this than I wasn't about to tell him about what was really happening. I needed him now more than ever and he had turned his back on me but perhaps I should start the story from the beginning, from the day it all began two weeks ago when we still actually got along and the day this whole nightmare started.

A/N- Ok so review let me know what you think of the prologue. I will try and post chapter one in the morning!