A/N- This will be brief. I have messed with the story's time line a little bit. I can't exactly remember, and, just like Bella, I don't want her to get too old. Please review, I don't mind constructive criticism, just don't bee too cruel! –Veronica--

Chapter 2- BPOV

Today was two months. Six long months since I had seen him last and the pain I felt daily was almost unbearable. I wanted Charlie to understand, but he never seemed to. But today, I was going to stop being a Zombie. I was going to be normal. The movie last night had convinced me of that.

Walking into school, I noticed a few things. New haircuts, styles, and people (wow) were everywhere, and I couldn't believe how much I had missed. I think I was finally ready to move on.

Coming home that afternoon, I was thinking of going to La Push to see Jacob. Maybe he could be a good friend in a time where I needed them to get through it all. As I went up to my room to dump my stuff off, I saw a vampire on my bed. My heart sped up and my breath came quickly. This wasn't because I was so happy and joyous to see the vampire. This wasn't Edward, or any Cullen. In fact, this wasn't even a vegetarian vampire. Here was one of my nightmares, come to life. I saw her bright red hair streaming carelessly around my pillow and her dark, burgundy eyes piercing my dull, chocolate, eyes.

"Isabella Swan, you are finally home," Victoria cooed. "I've been waiting all day for you."

"Why are you here," I stated, trying to sound brave. "I would leave if you are here and up to trouble, Edward won't be very happy when he comes home from his trip and finds you were here and hurt me."

"Dearest Bella, I know your Eddie- Poo won't be here for me. I stopped by his house. Actually, I have been going there for four months now, and he hasn't been here at all. Why would that be, Bella. I know Edward dumped you."

"Okay, then. Why the hell are you here, Victoria?" My patience was wearing thin. I just wanted her to get it over with and kill me already.

"Oh, I am not going to kill you, why would I. It would just be helping you and Edward. Oh no. That would never do. I am going to kill you in a different way. I am going to turn you into a lonely and miserable vampire."

Just then, Charlie got home. "Bells," he yelled, coming up the stairs. He opened the air into my room. Victoria goes and wraps her arm around his neck in a split second.

"Oh, dear Isabella, you have made this much, much more fun," she started. "You aren't going to be all alone. No. You are going to be responsible for the death of your father, as well as yourself. How does that feel, Bella?" And with that, she sank her teeth into Charlie.

I screamed at her to stop as Charlie's blood dripped onto the floor. "No! Victoria, stop! It is me you want. Don't turn him into a vampire! Just kill me! Please!"

"Bells, what is going on? Who is this? Oh My God! This freaking hurts! Bella! Run away! Save yoursel—"Charlie's bewildered screams were cut off by a gag Victoria had gotten. I was sobbing now.

"Your turn, Princess." Victoria started towards me, looking ready to kill. Charlie's blood was dripping to the ground. The smell was making me dizzy. Victoria's eyes were a little bit redder, from Charlie's blood, I realized. Then, she bit me.

"Goodbye, Bella. Until we meet again."