OK so I've decided to update. Yay! The last chapter was about 4 ½ pages so I'll TRY and beat that. Wish me luck on this!

Quick review!

--Alec came back after leaving to Barcelona, Spain, for two years.

--It's Amara's 15th birthday and she knows ALLLLL about vampires and knows that, one day, she'll be one too.

--Alec heard Amara singing a song and felt that it was about him.

Ok, so that's basically all you need to know. OH! Ok, one more thing, Amara and Alec are still very much in love with each other but neither have any clue about the other's feelings. 'Kay, there you go!

Enjoi!

Alec's POV, Two Hours Later, He's in his room:

I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, as I think about my talk with Aro about two hours ago. He gave almost every gory detail about what my singer's been up to these past two years of her life that I missed out on. She truly has changed and I wasn't there for any of it. Idiot. Great going, Alec…

I sat up and went over our talk in my head, replaying every word and detail. It rolled across my mind like a personal movie. It was fresh in my memory so that made it even better…

Third POV, In Alec's memory of him talking to Aro:

"I don't know what you being here will do to her, Alec. She's fragile, you know," said Aro as he walked with Alec down the corridors. "She hasn't been quite the same since you left. It took us so long just to get her away from your room…"

Alec flinched as if someone had slapped him at Aro's words. He had hurt Amara all over again and being here would probably destroy whatever left-over strength she had. Maybe, if HE had any strength left, he could leave and Amara could remain strong. Just maybe…

"I'm sorry," was all Alec could think of that might make up for all he's done. "I didn't know. If I knew she would be THIS hurt, I would've never—"

"Don't apologize for trying to protect my daughter, Alec. She loves you and THAT's why your leaving hurt her so much."

Alec contemplated that before he spoke again, deliberately and clearly so as not to confuse Aro. "I don't want to hurt her. I NEVER wanted to hurt her. Just…the THOUGHT of hurting her kills me inside, Aro. I love her, I do. I know she's your baby girl but I love her so God-damned much that it hurts."

Aro stopped in his tracks and Alec braced himself for the worst. Aro looked at Alec and it seemed to Alec that he was being dissected and researched, and it made him uncomfortable. He shifted his feet a little and looked up at the vampire.

"I was never bothered by your love for my bambini, young Alec. I had talked to Chelsea once I realized she was your singer and she said that you and Amara's bond is the strongest she's seen since Bella and Edward. Unbreakable. I had accepted it, always."

"Thank you, Aro. You know that I never meant to hurt her—"

"Alec, stop apologizing. It's pitiful, really, and it isn't proper for a Volturi."

Alec smiled softly and nodded. He would always be a Volturi, no matter what. Maybe he'd stay this time. Just maybe…

Alec's POV, out of memory:

Aro had said that the first week of my disappearance, Amara hadn't left my room unless needed. She slept there and I took guilt in knowing that she screamed in her sleep. I didn't know I had hurt this much. It kills me to even think of her being hurt for anything.

I glanced around my room and my eyes landed on MY black-gray acoustic guitar. I had bought it while in Spain and easily learned how to play. I stood and grabbed it from the edge of my bed as I slung the strap over my shoulder and adjusted it to my liking. I started to simply strum it, playing whatever notes came to me. I didn't really care who heard me.

Amara's POV:

I sit on the windowsill of my room and I could hear a guitar being played somewhere. I closed my eyes and let lyrics come to me as I opened my mouth to begin singing. The lyrics flowed from my lips as if I was meant to sing this song. The song automatically meant so much to me, they wound together perfectly.

If you be my star
I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

But you can skyrocket away from me
And never come back if you find another galaxy
Far from here with more room to fly
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by
If you be my boat
I'll be your sea
The depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
Ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free
I live to make you free

But you can set sail to the west if you want to
And past the horizon till I can't even see you
Far from here where the beaches are wide
Just leave me your wake to remember you by

If you be my star
I'll be your sky
You can hide underneath me and come out at night
When I turn jet black and you show off your light
I live to let you shine
I live to let you shine

But you can skyrocket away from me
And never come back if you find another galaxy
Far from here with more room to fly
Just leave me your stardust to remember you by
Stardust to remember you by …

The music stopped and I missed the sound of notes being played. So I picked up my guitar and began to play a song. This song, too, reminded me of HIM so, of course, the tears immediately began pouring from my eyes but I didn't really care. It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to.

Left your t-shirt in my room
Still smells of you
And the picture you hung on the door
Lay smashed and picture perfect
Explains now
Clearly, nothing left but a memory
We only made out
You never kissed me
That's how I learned to hold back all feeling

Wait, please don't go
I won't stay
All these words on replay
I'm okay
It's alright
Good to know that you're fine

Pretending everything is right to make it better
I'll hide my make-up smeared eyes
To show that I'm fine

Somehow you have managed to get under my skin
More than anyone ever did
And if every hole makes a scar
And every scar marks it's place
Then I will never live freely without your trace
And it'll never be fair
I wrote my songs for you and you never even cared
So I'll forget you
I'll wash your t-shirt
And kill the pillow and
Cut you out of pictures

Wait, please don't go
I won't stay
All these words on replay
I'm okay
It's all right
Good to know that you're fine

Pretending everything is right to make it better
I'll hide my make-up smeared eyes

This drama sat shotgun
My eyes rain like autumn
Only the glove box knows
How the story goes
Now that this bandage is broken
And the cut's left and open
Tell ya just one thing, this wasn't worth the sting(x3)

I sighed and put my guitar down, heading out my window to sit on the roof. I took a deep breath and glanced at the clock behind me, in my room. 4:30 PM. I should be getting ready now. I got up and stepped back into my room, heading to my bathroom to take a quick shower.

My name is Amara. I'm fifteen today. Soon, I'll become a vampire and set out on my own to find the love of my life. His name was Alec. He's a vampire, too. I'm his blood-singer. I loved him with all my heart.

Happy Birthday, Me.

OK…this was more than four pages but it was shorter than the last time. Hey, I'm getting there! Anyways, you guys/gals know what to do! Comment and review!

Alec and Amara's song: Boats and Birds by Gregory and the Hawk.

Amara's song: Make-up Smeared Eyes by Automatic Loveletter.

Have a great weekend, or the rest of it anyways. Comment and review, please!

--alice