Chapter 2

I was in my room, the farthest from the front door. However, I could still smell her when they were driving down the street. I locked my door and opened the window, just in case. She got closer. She came in the door. I practically started vomiting she smelled so good. I jumped on my recliner and gripped the cushions. She smelled almost like nothing the scent overwhelmed me so much. I yelled Edward's name. My mind raced, my muscles twitched. I was overcome by this amazing taste, smell, and sight. I couldn't take it anymore. My body hurt, throbbed, and thrashed. I tried to stop myself but couldn't. My conscience fought itself in a bloody, bloody, fight. The evil conscience won. I crashed through the door and bolted towards the fragile human. I almost got to her, almost had my teeth in her neck, but I was stopped just inches away. I struggled and pulled and yelled. Emmett and Jasper were holding me back, pulling me away from that delicious piece of meat. My eyes filled with tears, my muscles relaxed and they dragged me outside.

"What the hell?" Emmett yelled, tossing me on the ground. I looked up at him.

"She shouldn't be here!" I cried. "She makes me so weak! I don't understand!" I buried my face in my hands. Jasper went back to the house and Emmett took me in his arms. I cried into his chest. The smell of Bella was still in my nose. I was there for a long time until I could no longer smell her delicious blood.

And if they thought that was the worst part, we all had a family meeting. I sat on the sofa in the living room after Bella had left and looked at the ground as they stared angrily at me, that awkward silence that you get right before you have the chastity talk with your parents. Edward who was the angriest of all finally broke it.

"Is there something you'd like to say?"

I twisted my ankle around a couple times and stopped. I looked him in the yes and spoke in my most sincere voice, "No." I knew he was expecting me to apologize, to beg for his forgiveness. I wasn't going to give that satisfaction to him. If I apologize I go on a rant about everything leading up to that. If I told him I was sorry, I would eventually reveal my secret.

Carlisle shook his head. "This has to stop." He ran a hand through his hair. "Isn't the blood of animals enough for you? Even Jasper can control himself and that's saying something."

Another moment of silence.

Alice broke in. "We're worried for you. You say nothing is wrong but deep down you know it is. We want to help. You just have to let us."

I was extremely insulted by this statement. I got so mad I wanted to slap her. "I don't need help! You guys keep telling me that and I don't! Just leave me alone!" I bolted out of the room and into the depths of the thick trees. Human blood is what I was craving, not animal blood.

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Usually I hunted outside of Forks, because the population was so low. But I was wanting the delicious taste now! I wanted that amazing red liquid flowing down my throat, satisfying my thirst. I decided to hunt in the nearby park. The kids were always careless there. Trees covered most of the sides of the park so it shouldn't have been hard to keep cover.

I snuck around in the bushes and trees on the side furthest away from the parents. It didn't take long before a teenage boy accidentally kicked the ball into the bush I was sitting in. I got ready. When his hands reached for the ball, I grabbed him and started running deeper into the forest where no one would find us. When I reached the perfect spot, I dropped him on the ground. He was shocked and looked around.

"Whoa." His face was blank. He had no idea what just happened or was about to happen. So, I decided to play with my food a little.

Not to brag, but I was pretty good looking. I fixed my hair and pulled my shirt up just enough to see a sliver of my skin over my extremely short shorts. I put a hand on my hip.

He turned and looked at me. At first he was confused, but then he really looked at me. He smiled a flirtatious smile. He seemed to know where he was (a hunter probably). He wasn't very ugly either. I felt a little bad for killing the fragile creature. I had no choice though. I started to circle him, smiling and moving my body in a sexy way. I touched his shoulder. He was cracking. I slid my finger down his chest. I got close to him and smelled his blood. He put his hands around my waist. I suddenly had a flashback. Several hundred years ago this exact same thing was happening to me. I remembered how I felt. However, I was so close, my mouth right by his neck. He kissed me on the side of my cheek, then on the lips. I knew this was bad. I had to stop it. I put my lips to his neck and kissed it. Then I sank my teeth into his flesh, sending the venom throughout the bloodstream. His body collapsed. I help him up as I drank, gripping his body close to mine. He cried to me. "What? No! Stop!…" his voice came to a whisper. "Stop."

I drank until there was no more left. I dropped the pale, helpless body on the ground. At least I didn't stop. At least I didn't make him live the life I live now, a life of secrecy, hate, and suffering… the life of the vampire.