A/N: My first story! Please review and do encourage me. –Prestigious-
DISCLAIMER: I Do Not Own Twilight.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
I was lying on the massive bed, looking out of the window. It was raining, not a surprise in Forks. I swallowed hard and shifted, trying to be comfortable. I have 'died', apparently from a car crash on my way to Seattle. It would be very convincing. Jane was, I winced, very spontaneous in the matter. I could not even think of the poor girl who was going to be the dead Bella. Taking a deep breath, I braced myself and tried again to swallow away the unbearable burning in my throat. I wanted badly to claw at my throat, believing it would make the urge go away. But I knew it would not. It would never go away. The desperation for blood I once could not stand in exchange for an eternity with Edward, my quintessential love. I have plunged into an immortal life. It was like flinging myself into the pit of hell, emerging to live forever, but to bring the burning of hell with my at my throat, only to quench it with blood.
Blood.
I needed blood. Right Now.