I'm am SO sorry everyone! :D I got this chapter finished and then I had a flashdrive accident and lost it. In fact, I had two and a half chapters written. Note to fans: Don't put all your work on an unreliable flashdrive without backing it up somewhere else first. I am just now getting around to rewriting it. I've also designed a schedule for updating my four fanfics. This one gets Monday and Friday. Without further ado, here is chapter ten.

Oh yeah I guess I forgot something. I don't own Twilight.

Chapter Ten

I was exploring the cabin, trying to memorize every detail of the furniture for my amusement when a loud cry echoed through the woods. I ran out of my cabin, frantic, and ran next door to Carlisle's cabin. Empty. I ran to the next one. Empty. Then I spotted Jasper, Rosalie, Emmett, and Alice gathered outside Bella and Edward's cabin and suddenly I felt sick. Something was happening. Bella was being changed.

"Stop!" I screamed running into the house. "Stop, Bella! You're making a mistake!" But my calls were too late. Edward was standing back, a pained look on his face as his wife writhed with pain on the table. I knew she was trying not to cry out, for Edward's sake, but it clearly tortured her. Staring at her, I began to relive my own transformation. The burning of every inch of skin, every scream, the tears running down my face, even the initial slashing pains in the back of my neck. I remembered every pain with perfect detail.

The smell of blood wafted into my lungs as I began to breathe heavily, jerking me from the memory. Removing all memories, all thought. All I could think of was the girl on the table in front of me. She was no longer leaking blood, but the smell of it in the room was clear. If I ended her suffering, wouldn't her death be justifiable?

"Get her," Alice whispered behind me and before I could react both Jasper and Emmett jumped me and pulled me from the cabin, closing the door before I could try to run inside. After several seconds breathing in the fresh wilderness air I soon had my head back and the full gravity of what I had almost done hit me. Me, Bree Henderson, had just almost killed one of my friend's wives. These nice people had taken me in and all I had done was cause trouble. Sulking around the house, attempting attacks on unsuspecting hikers, trying to kill their wives. I was a sick monster. Before anyone could stop me, I ran. I only wanted to get away from there. Get away from those nice people, their beautiful cabins, and most of all: Bella. What would she say when she found out that I had tried to kill her? Tried to end the transformation, even if it was what she wanted.

I didn't stop running. I just kept going and going and going until I thought I'd reach the Arctic Ocean. But I didn't and I finally slammed to a stop on the edge of a lake. A beautiful secluded lake surrounded by a heavy, freezing mist. The lake reflected my feelings perfectly and I fell to the ground at its edge. If I had been human, I would've been crying. But I wasn't human and I couldn't cry. If I was human, I'd be at home right now. Watching TV, trying to avoid cleaning my room despite the constant warnings from my parents, hanging out with my friends. But I wasn't home right now. I was in Vancouver, well somewhere in Canada anyway, alone by a lake. Or so I thought.

"Hello?" a velvet voice echoed from the shadows behind me. A voice that smooth and perfect could only belong to one thing: a vampire.

Ooooo who's the vampire? Guess you'll have to wait until Friday to find out. Review please! The less reviews I get, the less likely I am to update on time. I may even update tonight, if you're good. :)