Okay guys, I have a few things to say!

First off, FlowerOfTheNight101, thank you SO much for your kind review, it really made me grin like an idiot.

Second, Ballet Obsessed, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO GUESS ANYMORE! God, it's like you are a mind reader! Have you been getting tips from Edward? ;)

Third, DRAKRON – For the record, I understand Spanish :)

Fourth, I have gotten several e-mails asking me if I was going to stop writing because of that one "rude", "inconceivable", "untrue", and "hater" review (quoted by several readers) Guys, I may be a drama queen, but I'm not THAT bad.

Let's just say that no matter what mood I am in the rest of the day, when I sit down to write, I am the happiest person alive. I love writing, even if it sucks (although from all of your reviews, you obviously don't think it does.) So leave the poor kid alone! I just wanted to know why they read as far as they did.

Last but certainly not least, WE HIT TWO HUNDRED REVIEWS! Oh my . . . That is crazy! Never in a million years would I have thought to hit that many. But anyway, ranting over. I felt sorry for making you guys wait, so here is the next chapter :D

Disclaimer - I do not own the Twilight Series, but some of the characters in this story are mine.

You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending

My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne

I've always had this way of looking at story books; everything always seemed so unreal and perfect that I had always wanted to be the main character. I always said that I would be willing to go through the pain and the torture that the heroines did, if I could just have my prince charming and live happily ever after at the end.

Well, I thought I had. I thought the pain was over and I was going to live with Seth, happily ever after.

I was wrong.

My happy ending was ripped from me before it barely even got started. Everything happened so fast. I can't believe Tyler is doing this to me again. Only this time, losing Seth is worse than any pain I have ever felt in my entire life.

It's been about six or so days since Tyler took me. Which means six or so days without seeing Seth. Not even once. I only knew how many days it had been because Tyler "decided to be kind" and brought me a pitcher of water every morning to last the whole day. No food, no blanket, just water. I was probably covered in dirt and blood, and I didn't care.

My face is clean though, I knew that for a fact. The constant flow of tears was probably doing a good job of washing the dirt away.

One thing I miss almost as much as Seth and my parents is the locket. My locket. I suppose it's a good thing I dropped it though. Maybe it will help Seth. Although he isn't here yet, and I am starting to lose hope.

Not in him, but in the fact that Tyler is too strong of an opponent for even the whole wolf pack. I just have to hope that Tyler doesn't do anything to Seth.

"You're still crying?" Tyler asked as he whipped open the door to the little room. He was carrying a new pitcher of water, and the sun from outside was blinding. Seven days now.

"Yes Tyler," I spat. "Some of us have a heart."

"I have a heart," he chuckled. "It just isn't beating." I wanted to rip his arm off when he put the water down right next to me.

I guess I didn't have teeth that were sharp enough.

"Why is this werewolf of yours so important? It's not like he is going to find you. You might as well just give up hope."

"Because I am his imprint Tyler. And I know that no matter what, Seth is never going to stop looking for me."

"What the hell is an imprint?" He asked. Not curious, probably just mad that he hadn't done enough research on the subject.

"True love Tyler, that's what it is. But I suppose you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you?"

"No, I know about 'true love,' and it doesn't exist." He sneered.

I growled and glared at him.

"That's because you have never loved anyone or anything."

"Wrong again." Tyler raised his right eyebrow and I knew he was questioning himself. "I think I am going to love your powers more than anything ever before. I think that counts as true love." His evil, menacing laugh was still ringing in my ears, even minutes after he left the darkness and slammed the door.

Between all of the cuts and bruises Tyler had given me over the past week, I was ready for the pain of being changed. I was almost looking forward to it. It might keep my mind off of losing Seth. Who knows, maybe one day I would be strong enough to fight Tyler off.

Yeah right.

Curling up against the wall, I closed my eyes and tried to get a few hours of sleep.

"Arielle!" I heard a familiar voice yell

"Seth?" I shouted into the darkness, sitting straight up. I heard a chuckle from the corner and burst into tears, sobbing.

"I told you he wasn't going to find you Arielle." I heard the grin in Tyler's voice. I wish I could slap it off of his face.

"Here." Feeling something in front of my face, I reached out to take it. I recoiled when my skin touched Tyler's icy hand. "Write a note to whoever you want. It will take me about a day or so to deliver it."

I tried to do the math, but it was no use. I didn't know how fast Tyler could run, or even which direction from La Push he had taken me.

Tyler left, and when he opened the door, I noticed a new pitcher of water. Had I really slept that long?

I looked down at the piece of paper, and with my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I started my note. It was heart wrenching and painful to write the words, but I knew this was it.

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- A