(Here is chapter 3! Thank you everyone who read the story. I apperciate the support and comments. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Again the fabulous Stephenie Meyer owns the Twilight Characters.)

Chapter three

Bella's Pov

3 years after the attack

It has been three years since my life went straight to hell. I mentally made a list of everything bad that has happened to me. The top five are: the love of my life left me, I got attacked by three sadistic vampires, Charlie is dead because of me, I was turned into a vampire by someone that possibly hates Edward and his family, and I'm now the wife to the sadistic vamp trio leader. Isn't life great? (sarcasm). I've been the wife to Eriol ever since he changed me. I still remember that terrible day.

-Flashback-

I woke up in an unfamiliar room. The walls were high and painted blood-red. The curtains for the window were covered from top to bottom. I moved a little and I felt something silk underneath me. I looked down and realized two things: I was in a bed and when I moved my head it was too quick for a human. Images of what happened last night flashed in my head but it was clear. It was like I was looking through a blurry window. The last things that was really clear was Eriol biting me, Trinity running off when Eriol told her something, Eriol and Stephen running with me in Eriol's arms, and that horrible burning sleep. Eriol biting me and the burning sleep. I faintly remember Edward telling me that when a human gets bit, the venom burns. I also remembered when James bit me. My entire arm felt like it was put in fire.

I began to panic. There was no way that I was a vampire. To make sure I did a few tests. I went over to the curtain and realized that as I walked, it was light and graceful. I didn't trip at all. I pulled open the curtain a bit and stuck my hand out in the sun. I watched in horror as my hand glittered like a thousand diamonds. I closed the curtain and went over to the bed. The next thing to test was the strength. I spotted an iron rose on top of the bed post. I pulled it and it came off easily like I just plucked feather. I closed my hand and the rose was crushed in my hand. When I opened my hand it was nothing but dust. I shrieked and threw the dust over in the corner. The last final test was my reflection. I walked over to the full-length mirror and almost cried out. The woman in the mirror was inhumanly beautiful. Her skin was nice and smooth. Her long chocolate hair was the same as mine but on her it looked like a waterfall of chocolate deliciousness. Her eyes were the scariest part of her. They were blood-red and wild. She was wearing a white lingerie dress. It fit her body perfectly on her. It was like a second skin on her. I was too busy looking at the beautiful stranger that I didn't notice Eriol come in the room.

"You finally woke up my dear Bella" Eriol said from behind me. I turned around and saw him laying on the bed. He was wearing a puffy pirate shirt and black leather pants. His hair was a little messy, his eyes shined silver, and he was smiling seductively at me. The growl that came from me shocked me but I was too mad to even care. This bastard had the nerve to smile at me and call me 'my dear Bella' after the hell he put me through last night.

"I'm not your Bella." I managed to growl out through clenched teeth. This just made him smile even more. Eriol swung his legs off the bed and swiftly but quickly came over to me. He put his hand on my waist and came closer to me. I backed away and swung at him but he caught my arm. He came closer to me until I was pushed against the mirror and he pushed himself between my legs. I squirmed but that just made him even more happier.

"My sweet Bella, you will never learn. I came to Forks to get you. I changed you. I own you whether you know it or not. I gave you what you always wanted and for my hard work I deserve a reward and the reward is you." Eriol said. He let me go when I hissed at him. Before I could say something to him or even attack him, Trinity came in the room.

"Eriol, the preacher just got here. He is waiting for you and Bella." She said. Trinity had on a black lingerie dress similar to the one I had on. She glanced at me and smirked. What the hell did she mean that a preacher was waiting for me and Eriol? I then remembered something from last night. Trinity had said that Eriol wanted his future wife bloody. The two words 'future wife' rang in my head. That explained the dress, Eriol dressing up, and the preacher. Eriol and I were getting married today! After I realized that, I pounced on Eriol. I pinned him to the ground and was about to rip his throat out when two, pale, muscular arms pulled me off him. Stephen held onto me while Eriol dusted himself off. He then came over and slapped me. I struggled to break free but Stephen had an iron grip on me. I wondered why I was so weak against them and that was when I realized the collar around my neck.

When Stephen let go of me I clawed at the collar but it didn't come off. I looked at a smirking Eriol, Stephen and Trinity.

"It is collar that makes any vampire weak. I created it myself. It makes it easier to control newborns and vamps. It is also a tracking device, so if you even think about running away and hiding your scent we will find you. Stephen and Trinity doesn't have one on because they showed their loyalty by being test subjects for my creation." Eriol smiled and gestured to his vamp goons. I can't believe he put a collar on me just so I don't kill him. This is just perfect. I'm about to get married to an abusive psycho and be a part of his psychotic clan. I dropped to my knees and stayed there until Eriol picked me up and took me into a room. It was big and covered in flowers. There was an aisle in the middle of the room and at the end of the aisle was an elderly man with bottle-cap glasses.

Eriol started to walk down the aisle when the music started and when he reached the preacher he set me down next to him and grabbed my hand. As he the preacher the traditional words I began to think of Edward. I wished that it was Edward that I was marrying and not a sadistic bastard. I was still in my Edward filled daze when Eriol said "I do". I looked at Eriol and imagined Edward was standing there.

"I do" I said, still picturing that it was Edward I just married.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The preacher said happily. Eriol bent his head towards me. With disgust and hesitation I kissed the rotten bastard, still imaging that I was kissing the love of my life.

-End of Flashback-

Ever since that horrible day, Eriol tried the whole loving husband thing with me. To outsiders looking in, they would think that Eriol was a loving, caring, supporting husband and that I was the luckiest girl in the world but the truth was that Eriol was a crazy son of a bitch.

Living with Eriol and the gruesome twosome was like hell on earth. Stephen would always want to fight me, Trinity always had the strangest mood swings and Eriol always hit me. Trinity and I didn't get along to well. I had to stop myself numerous times from killing that bitch because Stephen was her mate and he would kill me if I even harm her. I was like a damn slave to them. I always had to clean up their dinner (humans), had to constantly remind them to keep everything on the down low, stop them from terrorizing the humans and deal with their bullshit every day.

The only good thing that came out of all this was that I had two different powers. One was telekinesis and the other was mind control. With the telekinesis, I could attack things from far away, move things with my mind, and create a force field. With the mind control, I could erase anyone's memory with just my eyes and voice, make people do what I want, and confuse people. They both came in handy for keeping balance between the vamp trio and the humans.

I still have images of Edward, Charlie, Renee, Jacob, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Carlisle and Esme. I still remembered all the good times I had with them. All the laughter and warmth that surrounded them is gone and I will never get it again. My life is hell now and it will never be the way it was again. My once happy, warm, loved filled life has been covered in hate, cold and darkness. There is nothing I can do about it and I have to accept that this was my life now but that doesn't mean I will like it.