"Hey, Joe how's it going?" I enquired as I opened the back door and danced into the tiny corridor that led to my dressing room. The smell of stale cigarette smoke flooded through from the bar making the whole corridor seem to be under a thin blanket of fog. I opened the door into by dressing room and flicked on the lights around my mirror to give the room a twilight glow. I dumped my bags and slide behind the red silk screen to change into by outfit for the night. When I emerged I was wearing a black floor length satin dress that slid over my skin catching the light to highlight my figure. I slipped out of the room and behind the bar to tell the barman I was ready to start. That's when it hit me. A smell so sweet, so flowery, the smell of a vampire. I turned to look at who it was sat at the bar and as I locked eyes with the person staring back at me I nearly died with longing. There staring back at me were Edward's big golden eyes ready to take me back to a place of passion and longing. I couldn't move, I just stood there staring until Joe broke into my thoughts,

"Hey, Bella, what are you doing? You're up!" I tore my eyes away and looked up onto the stage and saw Joe staring round the curtain waving his arms at me looking like he was about to take off. I took one more look at Edward and then ran off behind the stage clicking in my overly high heels. When out of sight I nearly collapsed with grief. The lights went down and I could hear the piano start to play. I have to go out there and perform in front of him. Perform a song, which will hit both of us on so many levels. I stood in my place as the curtain was drawn back and revealed the crowd waiting. The lights were dimmed further as I refused to look in his direction, refused to even seethe outline of his figure sitting at the bar. I walked forward and stopped at the front of the stage as the music began to take over, the spotlight trained onto my body,

"Maybe this time, I'll be lucky,

Maybe this time, he'll stay"

I can't do it. I know he's still sitting there and I could feel my eyes being drawn to him; I could feel his gaze boring into my body. The pain rippling through me as I said those last words, the words I long to come true but the words that will do the greatest damage.

"Maybe this time,

For the first time,"

I can't do it. I willed myself to stare forwards into the lights above me, but it was no good. My head turned and once again I was staring into his eyes, eyes burning with guilt and sadness, a look I had never seen on his face before and one I never want to see ever again. Pain throbbed through me as the rest of the lyrics came out.

"Love won't hurry away,

He will hold me fast,

I'll be home at last,

Not a loser anymore,

Like the last time and the time before,"

Oh god, what a way to see each other again. I thought this day would never come and now here I am singing some stupid love song that the idiot is going to read into way to deep. I am never going to stop him feeling guilty now. I know why he left, I have seen it, but that won't stop Edward from persecuting himself.

" Everybody loves a winner,

So nobody loved me,

Lady Peaceful, Lady Happy,

That's who I long to be,

All the odds are in my favour,

Something's bound to begin,"

Here we go, the big finish. Don't mess it up now. Keep it together. Then I can get off this stage, I need to see him, I need to, I have to.

"It's gunna happen, happen sometime,

Maybe this time, I'll win,

Cause everybody they love a winner,

So nobody loved me,

Lady Peaceful, lady Happy,

That's what I long to be,

Well all the odds are, they're in my favour,

Something's bound to begin,

It's gunna happen,

Happen sometime,

Maybe this time,

Maybe this time I'll win."