Chapter 2
Bella POV:
When I woke up, I was in a forest. I opened my eyes and saw millions of trees looming above me. I moved my arms to stretch and that's when the pain hit me. It felt like I was on fire, but in a way I was happy because this meant I was dying. That meant I didn't have to commit suicide. Someone had wanted to do it for me, or maybe it was an accident.
The pain was horrible and I closed my eyes hoping it would make it go away faster. I mean how long can your body burn before your heart stops beating? Not that long, it wouldn't take that much time if the fire was engulfing your whole body. Would it?
I lay there for what seemed like hours, biting my lip, resisting the urge to scream. Soon, the pain became unbearable and I let out a high pitched scream of agony. It was so loud that it even hurt my ears. It became harder to breathe, and I knew that the end was finally coming.
I heard something rustling in the bushes in the distance, and movement by my feet.
"Would you like some comfort through the pain? Do you need me to hold your hand or something?" I heard a familiar voice say to me. It was that man from the other night. How long ago was that night? That was the last thing I remember when he leaned in for my neck. Did he do this to me? Why was he doing this to me? How could he comfort me at all if I was burning to death?
"I'll set…you on fire…too." I finally spat out in a quiet voice, my breaths becoming heavier.
"You'll set me on fire too?" He laughed before continuing, "You're not on fire, it just feels like you are right now. It'll go away in a couple more hours." What does he mean 'I just feel like it'? I moved my hand slowly up to my eyes so that I could see it. He was right, it wasn't on fire. Neither was my arm, and I even checked my other arm but got the same results. The weird part was that he was right, my arms felt like they were on fire, but they weren't.
I set my arms back on the ground, and felt something cold grab my right hand a couple seconds later. I turned my head to find him holding it. I closed my eyes again and actually fell asleep this time.
I woke up when the pain of the fire intensified. I let out another scream and the man started stroking my hand. I looked at him again, and actually took in his appearance for the first time. He had shoulder-length blonde hair, with broad shoulders with narrow cheeks. He wasn't wearing a shirt, and had long jeans on.
After what seemed like an hour the pain withdrew from my hand and arms slowly. Then it withdrew from my legs right into my heart. Then it felt like my heart was going to explode for a couple of seconds, and then it just stopped. I hadn't noticed, but I had squeezed the hand he was holding so hard that it should have broke, but he didn't let on that it had hurt in the slightest bit. I ripped my hand out of his and rolled away from him so that I was lying on my stomach.
"You don't have to breathe, if it's getting annoying. You can survive without oxygen now." The man said, still sitting on the ground. Most serial killer guys can't pull off the shirtless look, but he definitely mastered it in every category.
"Who are you? What are you?" I asked with my attitude.
"I already told you, I'm a vampire. And you are too, now." I stared at him for what seemed like a minute then just blew up laughing.
"You're a really good liar. No, but seriously, what did you do to me?" I said with more sternness this time.
"I told you already!" He sprang up to his feet and took a step towards me. I got up too so that he didn't have me in a vulnerable position.
"I guess crazy people really are freaky sometimes." I said with a smirk on my face. In what seemed like a blink of an eye, he had me pinned up against a tree. I tried to push him away with no luck.
"I'm not crazy! What do I have to do to get you to believe me?"
"I don't know, because some random guy that I met in a freakin' alley, where he was planning on killing me might I add, tries to tell me that he's a freakin' vampire! And here comes the best part, he wants me to believe that he turned me into one too! What kind of crap is that? To me it sounds like insanity! And now, to make everything better, he's got me pinned up against a tree because I don't believe him! I don't even know your freakin' name!" I screamed in his face. He sighed and let me go. I lifted up my foot to run away when he said:
"Don't even think about it. You can't get away from me unless I let you. I can read your next move." He said not even looking at me anymore.
"Really? What, do you want me to believe that you can read minds now?" I said sarcastically.
"It's not like you'll believe it anyways, Bella."
"Because it's insan- wha-what did you just call me?"
"Bella. Your name, is it not?"
"Yeah, it is, but I never told you it."
"Your point?"
"Have you been stalking me?"
"Why would you think that I've been stalking you?"
"Because I never told you my name, and then BAM! Out of nowhere, you all of a sudden know it!"
"What do you want me to tell you? You won't believe the truth, so do you want me to lie to you, Bella? Is that what you want me to do so you stop calling me crazy?" He had walked towards me while he was talking. Now we were only arms length apart.
"I'm thinking of a col-"
"Green…17...Isabella…Marie…Swan. Need any more proof?" I stared at him for a long time after that. His were closer to black than the crimson color they were when she first saw him.
"Why are your eyes a different color?"
"I need to hunt."
"If this is all true, how come I've never heard about vampires being real?"
"Because if we do anything to make suspicion arise in a mortal, a clan called the Volturi will come and hunt you down and kill you and possibly even that human." He backed away from me and walked towards the trees on the other side of the clearing that we were standing in. "Come on." He said, and surprisingly I followed. I don't even know why. Maybe because I knew that he was I had now, and I should stick with him.
