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Bella's POV
It had been 50 years; 50 long dreadful years. I hadn't talked to hardly anyone, just my new family. I couldn't talk to anyone. Not after he left. He being Edward Cullen, who had promised not to leave me once more, but he broke those promise's the moment he said good-bye. Now I was furious with myself, angry that I had believed in him, and I knew he would kill me again, I just knew it. But I being Isabella Swan, stubborn, and in love with the most wonderful and Gorgeous vampire boy ever, I didn't listen to my better half, telling me it's not right. So now I was a vampire, after all, I had wanted to become one. But I wanted Edward to end my humanity; Not Victoria. But I couldn't change that, not anymore anyways. So here I was a vampire for 50 long years, and a very powerful one at that.
I had the power to control minds, and to change appearance, hair, eyes, face, body, etc. and the other weird part of me being a vampire, is I still looked and smelled like a human, I didn't have skin that sparkled in the sun, and no red or gold eye color. But mostly everything was the same, the speed, the amazing strength, and of course my powers. But I was still a weak vampire all the same, I couldn't touch someone without breaking down dry sobbing, or speak to anyone that wasn't close to me, and there were few people who were.
There were four people in my family, not including me.
Charles, who is my 'father' and is a loving character, who finds joy in saving people's lives. He works at the local Hospital. He is 29, but really 427. His power is he is immune to human blood, which helps him work.
Rachel, who is my 'mother' and is a loving and funny person, always, is sharing the love. She is a stay at home mom. She is 27, but really 324. Her power is that she can make anything appear out of oblivion. She is the married to Charles.
Carli, my best friend, and my loyal sister. She looks to be 16, but really is 104. She doesn't have a power. She likes to paint and sketch. She is married to Chris.
Chris, who is my loving and fearless brother. He looks to be 17, but really is 304. He has to power to read minds. He likes to rebuild cars.
So there's my loving family who took me in, after being deserted by my beloved Edward, turned by Victoria, and left alone to become a savage. Luckily Rachel and Carli had found me before I did anything I would have regretted later. We were all 'vegetarians' and did not drink human blood, we drank Animal blood.
But even having a diet such as that, I still felt dirty for drinking blood, and killing small and innocent animals, but it helped a little.
We were now living in Forks, Washington. We had moved around plenty of times, because we never aged, and people become suspicious. We were to attend Forks High in the morning, but I didn't want to go through high school, again. I had gone through it at least five times, and it was hard to remember the first time I went through high school. That was the time I had met him. It still hurt saying or hearing his name, like every time I heard it, it felt like a hole was being ripped inside of me. He hurt me so much.
I often got angry at myself for thinking of him, and putting myself into so much pain. I had scolded myself like a bad dog when I did. I often did think about him, or is family.
But as soon as a picture or one of their names popped into my head, I would break down dry sobbing. It hurt too much.
After awhile of this pain, I had finally built up a wall, so no thoughts passed that I didn't want. It had finally come to where I was numb, and nothing passed through my head. I looked more pale, more bags under my eyes, and I didn't speak for 8 years. It hurt my family to see me go through this. But I had no choice; it would have killed me, had I thought more.
So here I was, staring at the wall with a blank expression, waiting for school to start. I looked at the clock, it read 7:00. Okay, time to get ready, I thought bitterly to myself.
I had put my brown hair into a messy pony tail, not very well for a first day of school, but oh well. I was wearing my usual, black tank top, red corset, black baggy pants with my chains on them, and my black shoes. I put thick eyeliner on, some grey eye shadow, and choker a on. Yes I had become gothic. It was one way of expressing my mood, which was always black.
I still felt like a ghost walking around; bet hey, I wasn't Bella any more. I was just some soulless girl, in Bella's body. I had taken over her happy soul, with a gloomy one.
I slowly descended my way down stairs, even though I didn't trip any more, I still did it, guess it was a habit.
"Good morning Dear." Rachel, my mother, said to me as I walked into the kitchen.
I just smiled and nodded, not feeling like talking. I grabbed my keys to my black Porsche. I loved the speed now, now that it didn't scare me. I loved to go for rides in it when I need to clear my head. It felt so right.
Once I got my keys, I ran at vampire speed to my car, I couldn't stand the tension in the air as I always felt when I was in the room. Everybody knew I was on verge of break down ever since we first moved to forks three days ago. But I had to try my best, for my families' sake.
I was now in my car, driving out of the driveway as fast as I could. When I was speeding my way into Forks, I could feel myself relax. It felt good. Better then my usual tense self.
I had been driving for 5 minutes when I spotted the school. It still looked the same. All it was was a cluster of buildings built close enough to look like a school. But really, it didn't look like a school at all.
I parked my car in a parking space three spaces down from the main office door. When I looked around me, I noticed that there were only a few people here, which of all goggling at me. Or more like my car, thank god. I hated attention. It still bothered me.
I stepped out of my car, and made my way to the office door. But when I reached for the handle, I heard someone call my name.
"Bella!" I wheeled around, and right there, in front of me was the Cullen's. Oh God no! "Bella, is that really you?" Alice asked me, she turned out to be the one who had called my name. But behind her jumpy self were the rest of them. Rosalie, who just looked bored. Emmet, who looked like his eyes were going to pop out, looked just as happy as Alice. Jasper, who looked like his calm self, with a sly smiled, planted on his face. Then my eyes landed on Edward, and oh how my anger reached its boiling point. Heactually looked…sorry. How? He was the one who left, why would he be sorry, again?
Alice made a step forward, and I took a step back. She looked hurt, as if I had slapped her.
"B-Bella? What's wrong?" Psht, like she didn't know. Oh how it made me remember what had happened.
Flash-back
"Bella," Edward asked.
"Yes?" I was fiddling with my jacket zipper, we were at our meadow, and I knew something was wrong; the look on his face was pained, and hurt. Something was up.
"Bella, were leaving." I nearly screamed, oh how much those two little words brought me pain. Its amazing how two little words can mean so much, it hurts.
"I-I'll come, we could figure it out, we cou-"he cut me off, with his hand held up.
"No Bella, we are leaving. When I say we, I mean my family and I." My eyes started to get blurry, with tears.
"B-but, you mean me to, right? I'm family, aren't I?" oh now the tears were streaming down my face, leaving little marks where they rolled of my cheeks.
"No, You're not coming Bella. Just Alice, Jasper, Rosalie, Emmet, Esme, Carlisle, and I. Not you" 'Not you' how those words hurt so much…he couldn't be doing this to me!
"NO!! You promised never to leave me again! You said you loved me! Never to leave! Now here you go, leaving that promise broken! You're a liar! A Bloodsucker! A stupid immortal who can never love! I can't believe I believed you, again! I hate you!!" Now I knew I went too far, his face crumpled in pain, hurt, sadness, and...Something else.
Then I fainted…I guess from all the emotion and hurt, or maybe I forgot to breathe, who knows. But I found myself in bed a little while later. Depressed for weeks.
End Flash-back
"I…" I started to sway, catching myself before I hit the ground, on the handle of the door.
"Bella? Are you okay?" Alice started to advance towards me. But I put up a hand to make her stop.
"Don't, don't come any closer! You guys ruined my life, and now I'm…this" I waved a hand up and down, gesturing to myself, "you people killed me, now I have nothing. So stay out of my life!" I left them; mouths open, staring after me as I swiftly shoved myself into office. Once I made it into the office, I crumbled down in pain, and started to dry sob.
♥So now you know, oh how it hurts to do this, don't you think? So now Bella is hurt and emotionless. And just the same for Edward, I don't know, I might put his POV, but who knows, right? So please Review! The more you do, the more I do! So hurry!♥
-Makalah