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Authors Note: We are two cousins who particularly love Twilight, although one loves Edward and the other loves Jacob. So, this is our idea…we hope you like it! Review! The first chapter is written by Rachel, the Edward lover. (And of course, suggestions from the Jacob lover too)

Prologue:

Bella's POV

He wasn't there. He wasn't by my side; and however cliché it was for me to over-react, I was...but I couldn't help it. He was the one with the super-speed. Why wasn't he here? He was always here when I needed him, faster than lightning. My mind flickered back from my nervous banter to one endless possibility to the next; the note said to meet him at our meadow, ten o' clock am. I was there; it was ten exact.

I gazed back down at his note…his penmanship was different from all of the little remarks we passed in biology…it was bulkier, diverse, but at the same time still delicate. It didn't seem like Edward's…but it had to be.

Yeah…yeah, it had to be Edward's. Who else's could it be?

"Bella…" I heard someone greet from behind me. I swung my head around so fast I could've broken my neck. I blinked my eyes furiously, somewhat dazed. My irises meandered toward where I heard the velvet voice…it wasn't soothing like Edwards; nor was it friendly. I couldn't see the voice, the night blinded me, but it was a vampire. And of course finding a vampire is like finding a needle in a haystack; harder actually. I figured I might as well just keep my head in one place.

"Who's there?" I called, almost inaudibly. Everything on my body trembled, as I'm sure my vampire guest could hear.

"Aw, and here I was thinking that you might've remembered me..." The stranger began in his fluid voice. Like a lullaby; one sick and twisted lullaby.

I couldn't believe I didn't figure it out sooner, of course I remembered this voice; how could I forget a name that haunted me every night in my dreams? Laurent. His beautifully sculpted body, however handsome and charming he may have seemed-- to me, it was like looking into a mirror of my worst nightmare.

His eyes were hungry; excited. Exhilarated at the very thump of my pulse, however erratic it may be.

"Why are you so important to Edward? That's one thing I cannot understand… you're only human…" He stopped and touched my neck. "But your blood is sweet, I will give him that much…" He was now holding my back in place, lifting a finger to touch my ear; he slid his finger down to my neck again. Goosebumps covered every inch of my spine. I would have moved, but as I learned from the encounter with James, it would have been no use. It was better this way, anyway. A very quick death; the kind of death I was wishing for; however painful, I was ready.

"But what can be so significant about you? Answer me, Bella. Why does he treasure you so?" His voice was growing even denser; I quivered as he tightened his grip around my waist.

"He loves me" I answered simply, allowing those words to sink in. I concentrated on every syllable until Laurent let a deep growl, related to laughter, interrupt.

"I guess it really doesn't matter, anymore, does it?" He laughed a throaty growl. "Victoria will be so mad, her wanting to finish you off herself and all; but I'm afraid I just couldn't wait" He caught my throat in his two pale hands. His skin was rough, but his hold around my neck was loose. I knew it wouldn't be in a second.

"Your little Edward doesn't care about you, Bella. He's not here! He's too late! I'm going to make him suffer for what he did to James…say goodbye sweet Bella"

I didn't blame Edward; he had to leave me sooner or later, right? He couldn't protect me forever. His little damsel, somehow deep inside, knew that this was the way it was going to end. I wasn't a child; and I would die painfully, but face it with a brave face. The comfort in me was strange; I was expecting loads of fear and a bowl full of begging until he finished me off. Yet, part of me wanted this, some strange part truly did. I would see my beautiful angel someday soon.

All of a sudden, the world blackened around me, my knees gave out, and I knew I was done for. I obeyed Laurent's suggestion with utter enthusiasm.

Edward…I will always love you…always…

It's funny how people say your life flashes before your eyes… in my case it was true… the only thing I saw as I slipped from the world was Edward's liquid gold eyes and velvety voice telling me I love you too…