It's one O' Clock in the morning here and I am tired. But, just as I was about to fall asleep— inspiration hit. Sometimes it great when that happens, others it just plain sucks. :[ oh well. Review if you like it and want more.

'Full Moon'

by

'Sonata Arctica'

Amazing Song.

No Angels in this story, just The Lost Race.

*In no way am I saying Suicide is right. In my opinion, it's downright stupid.*

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Isabella Marie Swan

To say I was heart-broken would be an understatement. You would think I would get over it, right? But, he wasn't just a boy. He wasn't even human. But, that didn't matter. Because I loved him— love him.

Edward Cullen is a vampire. He was my Vampire. That was until he left me for his "distractions". When he left he never took my feelings in account. In fact, he crushed every happy thought inside of me, shattering my heart in the process.

Have you ever felt like you were missing something inside of you? Like there was a huge gap in your chest where you heart used to be? And every time someone spoke of something even related to him you would have to grip your chest with vigor? That's how I feel every single day.

So, there I was, standing on the edge of a cliff. Would anyone care if I died? Probably not. Charlie seemed to be backing off lately, for some reason. Renee never talks to me anymore because I'm too much of a "downer", her words, not mine. The only person who might actually miss me is Angela. And I will miss her in return. She tried to help me get out of this depression, but I just kept falling back in.

I know suicide is the immoral thing to do, but I have to do it. I'm sure I would end up in an insane asylum somewhere if things got any worse. And who wants to make Charlie pay more than he already has to? But, I know I'm making excuses now. I want to die. Just so the pain will go away.

Goose bumps ran up my back as I stared into the deep woods surrounding the cliff. I had this... feeling that someone was there. Not that nagging in the back of my head, but a feeling that I knew someone— something was there. The feeling has been growing lately every time I was walking in the woods. Or when I was in my house alone. I didn't like it in the least. Something was coming to get me, and now they had an open shot.

"Tsk, tsk. Bella, what are you doing? I'm sure Edward wouldn't like this. Maybe you should run back to him, little Isabella. Oops, I'm sorry. I forgot you can't." Laurent smirked, stepping from the shadows of the woods. My fist balled together against my chest. I hadn't heard his name in quite some time.

"Hello, Laurent. Have you come to kill me?" I didn't even try to sound scared, because I wasn't. Either way, cliff or Nomad, I was destined to die. Sure, one may cause less pain, but what does it matter? No matter how long I was in pain, it would end. Why not embrace it?

"W-why yes, I did. Are you not frightened?" his tone was confused. I never pegged Laurent as the "mean one" in the nomad group. He knows where his place is at.

"No. What do I have to live for?" I questioned him, sliding down onto my knees on the edge of the cliff. Fat, ugly tears rolled down my cheeks. I hurriedly wiped them away. Looking up, I noticed Laurent looking at me with concern and... what looked to be understanding. Was I really that pathetic? Having the enemy feel bad for me?

"Your family. Your Dad loves you very much. And... there is that girl at your school... Angel, Annie..." he looked down, focusing. How a vampire forgets things like this was beyond me.

"Angela. Her name is Angela. But, how do you know these things?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him from where I sat. He grimaced, running a hand over his black locks.

"I followed you. Victoria was going to torture you. I didn't want that. I mean, sure, I wanted revenge. James was sort of an acquaintance. But, I didn't think you deserved that. Do I sound like an old pervert or what?" he chuckled, rubbing his face.

"If I may ask, how old are you?" I asked, pushing myself onto my hands and knees. Quickly, I launched myself up, trying to get footing. But, as I was standing, a rock made me stumble backwards.

Waving my hand frantically, I watched as Laurent tried to lurch forward. But, to my great surprise, a man's hand on his shoulder stopped him.

Gasping, I flew outward.

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