I gasped and screamed and tried to struggle. This was a plan that had gone extremely wrong. I knew you couldn't trust one of them! Hadn't I fallen for them before? Did I ever learn? I struggled with all my might, knowing it was useless against this supernatural being. I felt the blood being drawn from my neck. I pulled away and pushed away from it but it was no use. Suddenly there was a dog barking. A light blinded me for just a second. I felt the teeth let go slightly. With this new opportunity, I broke free from its grasp. I ran towards the light.

Suddenly I heard him in my head. "Why did you do that? You're so stupid! What have you done to yourself? What part of keep yourself out of danger did you not get?!" I knew it was another hallucination. I had experienced the same thing when doing stupid stuff with Jacob. I kept running as I felt the blood slide down my neck. A burning feeling was spreading itself from the bite. The light turned out to be headlights. Someone got out of the car,

"Quick! You there, hurry up! Oh my God, are you alright, honey?" I felt an arm guide me towards the car, the foreign voice trying to comfort me. I felt the tears on my face for the first time. It hadn't followed me. That was one good thing. Oh my, the burning! It hurt so much! It over threw the pain in my chest, which was almost welcoming. I had never felt so alive! I screamed in pain and pleasure. I hated the pain but loved the fact I was no longer numb. But that pleasure subsided very quickly as the burning coursed through my body. I writhed in agony. I felt human hands on me. Trying to comfort me or what, I never knew or found out. I was almost blind now with the pain but knew I couldn't stay in the car. If they took me to a hospital, I could potentially massacre. Or be massacred if they learnt I wasn't human. I found a door handle and yanked. It opened and I pushed myself out of the moving car. I felt hands grapple wildly, not expecting my actions, trying to cling onto me. But I wriggled free and fell out the car. I hit the tarmac hard. I rolled with all my might away from the car. I didn't want to be followed. I didn't feel the pain from my exit as the burning was now excruciating. I started to roll down a bank without any control over my actions.

I felt myself hit a tree and stopped incredibly fast. But again there was no pain except the burning. I knew I must have broken a few bones during the escapade but it didn't matter. All I could think about was the burning. I screamed and screamed. But it didn't comfort me. I forced myself to quieten down because I didn't want anyone to find me.

I cried and writhed and bit my tongue and lashed out at everything I came into contact with around my damp bed of leaves in the deserted forest. But I no longer made loud sounds as I knew now that I was transforming and I could not be found by anybody. The pain seemed to last centuries. And I thought I was actually going to die. I didn't think I would survive this amount of pain, I felt like I was on fire, being burnt alive. I don't know if I ran out of tears but I kept crying.

Then, at some point, I started to get cold, ice cold, as if someone had chucked me in a frozen lake to extinguish that ongoing fire. I lay motionless for a while until I felt almost normal. I opened one eye and immediately closed it. Everything had been so sharp. Like I could have seen bugs on the leaves of the trees.

I tried again and opened an eye. Then the other. I sat up. I felt slightly colder than usual but it wasn't uncomfortable. I looked at my marble skin. The sun was dappled through the leaves in the trees. When the light touched my skin, it bounced off like glitter. "I'm a, I'm a, a, a vampire." I said to myself in utter shock. That had been the first time I used that word since he had left. I stood up and then I felt it.

My throat burned with thirst. I looked around. My vision was so sharp. Then I smelt it. Blood. It wasn't that good. It must have belonged to an average size stag but I was so thirsty I didn't care. I ran at an impossible speed. It was in my sight in seconds. I bent into a crouch. I pounced on it before the stag had even twitched its ear at my movement. Its blood eased the burning. I felt better for it, stronger.

I left the corpse of the dead animal and ran towards the road. Then I smelt him. A vampire was within a mile of me. He had a familiar scent like I had smelt him faintly with dull human senses. I knew that if I could smell him then he could certainly smell me. I ran away from the scent, deciding I wasn't going to keep my end of the bargain with that vampire as I knew that before he certainly wasn't going to stick to his.

I lost his scent pretty quickly but kept running. I didn't want to be chased. I knew that as a new born I would be faster and stronger than other vampires but I didn't want the risk of having a limb torn off that day. I needed all my limbs for where I was going.

Ever since that epiphany in Forks that night I left Charlie, I had known exactly what I wanted to do. After travelling all night, dawn broke in Alaska. I went to visit the Denali Coven to see if they knew where to find what I was looking for. They were very helpful. I went on my way with their promise that they wouldn't mention me to anyone, not that they really knew who I was as I wouldn't tell them.

I must have been running for a few days when I caught a scent of vampire. But it was old. They had passed a while ago which meant I was days behind them. I kept tracking, which I found wasn't my special ability, if I even had one.

By this time, my throat was burning again. There were no humans about at all, though I craved for their blood more day by day. Thankfully there was a pack of wild yak grazing in an open field. I took down the biggest, strongest male from the pack and quenched my burning thirst. I felt much better for it. The burn was still there but it wasn't severe or annoying. It was now just a part of me.

I carried out my search for another month. It came to nothing. Bored of running, I stole a car. Having no destination, I just drove. I finally found myself driving down familiar roads. Throughout the night I toured Forks; foggy, human memories floating through my mind. I stopped about a mile away from Charlie's house, my home, and stared. With my sensitive hearing I could hear his snoring. It made me smile having a sense of familiarity again. I wandered again and found myself at the school. There was a new tree planted in the car park. Its nimble branches bobbed slightly in the faint whispers of wind. There was a plaque beneath it. I went over to the tree and read it:

In loving memory of Bella Swan.
Though she was never found her spirit will remain in our hearts forever.
And Hope will be right next to it.

My eyebrows rose slightly. That was when I discovered that everyone thought I had committed suicide. Well, at least it gave them closure even if it gave them no body. I sat down and stayed by the tree until dawn. I realised that day that in all my selfish travelling, I had been missing from Forks for two years. I didn't feel different because I was still trapped in an immortal eighteen year old body. When I heard cars I decided to move.

I sat at the edge of the forest and looked down on Forks holding my breath for fear of losing all sense of control if, for one second, I caught the smell of human blood. I could see everyone arrive at school. Flowers were still being put around the memorial tree. Even from here, I heard the bell signal class. As everyone disappeared inside I headed back down to the school. I was very near when I smelt it. The vampire was standing in front of the plaque of the memorial tree. I watched, astounded, as he placed his own enormous and beautiful bouquet of flowers down in front of it. When he straightened again, he stood there for a few minutes. I took in his scent. I knew it but it was frustrating to try and tease it from dulled human senses and memories.

Finally he turned around and I gasped. His topaz eyes bore into my red ones and his widened in shock. I panicked in those few milliseconds and ran away as fast as I could. I heard him follow but I was too fast and eventually I lost him. I kept running until I was a mile away from Forks. I had to take deep steadying breaths. Not for oxygen but to try and calm myself. I thought I had given up looking for him. But in those few milliseconds I had been face to face with Edward Cullen.