Sorry it took me a while to update but I had a test. Thank you to Myela Marea for reviewing (you'll have to keep reading to find that out that) adding me to favourite story ECT. And thanx to Kestille for reviewing (Hope this Chapter is as good as the first) and adding me to story alert. Thanx to Fire daughter for adding me to story alert and thanx to Jules452 for adding this to favourite stories, it means a lot to me that you would bother to do these things.
To others please review I would like to hear whether I should continue or not, as well as any mistakes that I make so I can correct them.
The Past.
Bella stood staring down at the possessed sea, the blackened sky and the empty landscape around her, which was so very different to the surroundings she loved, and ached to be in. Forks a town full of noting but glistening green trees and rain, a place where to anyone else it would be mind-numbingly boring and unacceptably wet. But to her it held the best memories, and the worst. Yet it is a place she can never go back too, not now not ever.
Past Two months after Edward left.
Bella stumbled up the hill, she had to reach the meadow it was the only place left that had not been destroyed the memories of them. Bella gasped trying to breathe again after the sharp stabbing pain in her heart when she thought about them. Tears rolled down her face, dropping into the thick mud that had consumed her shoes. Their house someone brought it, they ripped out everything out, and nothing was left, but the meadow. She continued up the hill as the tears got faster and started to block her vision, everything was blurred at the edges. When she finally stepped into the meadow she let out a howl of despair she was alone, Edward used her, Jacob refused to be anywhere near her, Charlie had tried to drag her kicking and scream to Phoenix and then the school had kicked her out for as they put it being in a catatonic state and for regular unpredictable crying in lessons.
Bella was so caught up in her thoughts that she did not hear the soft tread of impossibly fast feet, or smell the most alluring fragrance, or the feeling of the hairs on the back of the neck standing to attention, which meant when Laurent and Victoria crabbed her she didn't even have time to scream.
End of flashback.
Bella shivered not because of the weather but because of the memories, Victoria, Laurent and the worst day of her life. She sighed making a hollow empty sound that would if you could hear her it would break your heart. She shook her head trying to forget that day, the day everything changed.
Continuation of the flashback.
Two pairs of ice cold granite arm rapped round Bella, crushing her ribs and robbing her of her breath. Though the pain Bella registered Victoria's laugh of victory, it was of course amazingly beautiful, yet it was as sharp as a knife and as cold as her solid stone arms. Laurent however seemed a first to feel some discomfort but it soon faded into blood lust and the feeling of the hunt. Victoria then decided that her game to was too boring and therefore forced Bella's arm in the wrong direction very slowly, savouring Bella's screams of agony.
After what seem to Bella to be hours Victoria and Laurent stopped quickly as several giant wolves stopped on the edge of the meadow.
End of flashback.
Bella forced herself to stop; she did not want to remember the looks of horror on the faces she had once trusted. Or her own father's hatred of her, and what she had become. Bella turned and walked very slowly down the cliff hoping to forget not just that day but all the pain Edward had left if she could forget that maybe just maybe she would stop hurting, because she could not forget him she was not even sure if she wanted to.
