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JPOV-

I sighed impatiently as I gazed outside of my window, my eyes squinting to see through the rain, searching for the figure of my angel. It was useless as all I could see were the raindrops that were sliding down my windowpane. I stood up and began pacing.

Bella had been gone for seven years now. She has kept her promise of visiting and keeping in touch with me through e-mails, phone conversations, and the occasional letter- despite the hazard of our situation.

When she saved me that night from her brothers, I had not fully comprehended the danger that I had been in. I did however know two things: the first was that Bella was an angel- and the second was that I did not want her to go.

That first night that Bella had begun appearing at my window, I had wanted to tell everyone about her- my own personal guardian angel. Bella had advised me against it, telling me that if others found out about her that she would not be able to return. I did not want her to disappear from me forever and I was excited with the prospect of having a secret, but it had been more than that. I didn't want to share her either. Bella was mine and mine alone.

After a few years of her visits I was growing curious and more suspicious of what my angel was, but I had never asked, fearing she may not come back if I bothered her with my questions. I had no way of knowing that my angel had thought herself among the damned.

It had been the night of my 11th birthday and as usual my father was passed out drunk on the living room couch. He hadn't always been that way; it was only after my mother's death that he had become an alcoholic. He was never cruel to me or beat me, but his addiction worried me. I hadn't told Bella about it, but I think she knew, somehow shealways knew. My dad and I had a small celebration before he began his nightly ritual of drinking himself into a stupor. I was anxious to go upstairs and lock myself in my room with my best friend, who I instinctively knew was waiting for me.

I raced up the stairs and flew into my room, locking the door behind me. I remember letting out a sigh of relief and leaning my forehead against the door- I never liked seeing my father drunk. I heard a small giggle from behind me and I swung around to see Bella sitting Indian style on my bed. She was wearing a pair of blue plaid pajamas with fuzzy blue slippers. Her shiny brown curls fell to the side as she tilted her head curiously watching my expression. Her lips were tilted up in a small smile.

"Well don't you look festive." She said before another giggle escaped her lips.

I cocked my head to the side imitating her previous movements. For some unknown reason, her laughter increased as she pointed towards my mirror. I followed her finger and could not help but join in her laughter as I took in my Birthday crown. It had a silver plastic rim with pink and purple feathers going in all directions and in Gold lettering were the words 'Birthday Princess'. Bella hopped gracefully off the bed and curtsied to me.

"Your Royal Highness."

"Shut up." I mumbled pulling off the offending crown and placing it on my dresser. I turned back around only to find my angel gone.

"Bella?" I had asked slightly confused.

"In here!" She called from the inside of my closet. Her head popped out from the door.

"What are you doing?" I knew from the little that I had learned from Bella's life that she cared little for clothes and detested makeovers just as much as I did.

"Nothing…" She trailed off, glancing behind her at something that was inside of the closet.

"And what does nothing entail?" I pressed not bothering to hide the curiosity in my voice.

"Patience is a virtue." She laughed before disappearing once again into my closet.

"One that I do not posses!" I smiled before making my way towards the closet. I tried to be as quiet as possible but she heard me. She always heard me.

"No way Jamie!" Bella shot out of the closet faster than possible and pushed me over to my bed. "Sit." She instructed as if I were a dog. "Stay." She said sternly. I half expected her to say 'good girl!' and throw me a treat. She moved over to my dresser and pulled out one of my black scarves and handed it to me.

"What am I supposed to do with this?" I asked incredulously. Bella just rolled her eyes and took the item away from me. She covered my eyes and I felt a tugging from behind me. Everything was black and I heard the sound of her laughter before the room went quiet.

"Bella?" I asked, wondering if she had left me. I received no answer but I felt a gust of wind blow past me, but that was impossible seeing as how I left my window closed. Shaking my head of the thought I waited.

After what seemed like an eternity, but in actuality was only about ten minutes, Bella told me that I could take off the blindfold. The moment that my eyes could focus I let out a soft gasp and Bella giggled.

I knew that I shouldn't be surprised; after all, she always threw me the best parties even if it only was the two of us. When I was seven she had taken me to the zoo and somehow convinced them to let me feed some of the baby animals. When I was eight she had transformed my room into a tearoom and we had spent the night laughing and drinking tea, speaking in English accents and eat scones- well I did anyway.

This was so much better.

It was as if my room had been transformed into a theatre. My bare pink walls had been covered up with movie posters from every era, and there were red and gold streamers hanging down from the walls. In front of my bed was a flat screen TV sitting on a small cart that was draped with a red velvety cloth with confetti scattered across the top. On a table on one side of my room were bowls of different kinds of junk food necessary for a movie marathon. Beside that was a small rack of DVDs and in one corner of my room sat a large pile of presents. My eyes widened at the size of it.

"Angel!" I admonished slipping into my personal name for her, she knew that I didn't like her to spend money on me, but she never listened.

Bella came to stand next to me and tilted her head to the side as if pondering something. "Too much?" she asked innocently- almost too innocently.

"Not at all." I muttered sarcastically causing my angel to laugh.

"It isn't all just from me." She said as she examined my pile of presents.

"Oh?" I raised my brow and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Of course not!" She moved away from where we had been standing and over to the rack of DVDs pulling out a copy of Casa Blanca- my favorite movie- and popping it into the DVD player. "There are a few from my brothers."

Silence.

I'm sure my face was the essence of pure shock at that moment, after all Bella had just informed me of another facet of her enigmatic life. Of course not wanting the moment to pass, I pounced.

"You have brothers?!" I asked, excited that I was learning more about my angel.

She nodded once and shot me a look that was full of sadness, but just as I was about to question her she grabbed the remote for the movie and pressed play. I moved to sit next to her on the bed but she held up a hand and shook her head.

"What-" she cut off my question by pointing to one of the presents on the top of my present mountain.

"Not until you are properly dressed." I looked at her curiously before reaching for the present and unwrapping it to find a pair of plaid pajamas and fuzzy slippers like hers except they were green.

"I thought you didn't like new clothes?"

"It's a special occasion." She shrugged before shoving me into my closet so that I may change. Not long after we were both lying on the bed and watching Casa Blanca. At some parts during the film I would sneak glances in Bella's direction. She looked exactly the same as she had four years ago. The same inhumanly beautiful features and the same cold- almost granite-like skin; I knew that there was something she wasn't telling me and it unnerved me to no end. After about the fourth time that I glanced in her direction I saw her lips quirk up in a small smile.

"What are you looking at?"

I let out a yelp of surprise and faced the TV once again. "Nothing."

We watched the rest of the movie in relative silence and I sighed when the credits rolled onto the screen. "I love this movie."

"Really? I never would have guessed." Bella said sarcastically. We both sat up from our positions. "So what would you like to do next? We could open your presents," I groaned and Bella laughed. "Or we could watch another movie or-" I cut her off.

"Could we talk?" I asked trying to sound nonchalant but Bella saw right through that.

"That depends upon what we discuss." She answered carefully.

"I want to know more about you." I answered hopefully. She stiffened.

"I don't think that would be such a good idea Jamie, you might not like what you hear." She said so softly that I almost didn't hear.

"Please Angel!" I began begging. "You're my best friend and I barely know anything about you! You know everything" I stressed everything because I could never hide anything from Bella. "About me!" I gave her my puppy dog pout and I saw her resolve cave.

Bella reached over and tucked a stray hair behind my ear. "Oh Jamie, I don't know what I'm going to do without you." She said sadly shaking her head. I instantly went into panic mode.

"Without me!" I cried jumping up from my bed. "Where are you going Bella? Please don't leave me!"

"I'm not going anywhere unless you ask me to, but I'm not sure you will want me around after…" She trailed off uncharacteristically.

"I would never want you to go Bella." I said softly. "You're my angel."

"I'm no angel Jamie." She shook her head but I wouldn't hear it.

"That didn't work when I was seven, and it isn't going to work now! Whether you want to believe me or not Bella, you are my angel, no matter what you are!"

"I wouldn't say that just yet." She muttered. I chose to ignore her comment and sat down beside her again.

"You were saying?" I pressed gently.

"I'm not human Jamie." She watched me closely as if waiting to gauge my reaction.

"I knew that already." I stated impatiently.

"I-I'm a vampire." Bella whispered softly.

For the second time that evening there was nothing.

Silence.

I blinked once, than again.

Bella. My angel, my best friend is a- "Vampire." I whispered.

A/N: Part Two of this chapter will be up by the end of the week. Please R&R!