I have no idea how long it is since I last updated (not counting this morning's extra chapter or whatever) so if it's been a while, my apologies.

So we're almost at the end of My Vampire Romance! Gah! Time flies, doesn't it? We're only 2 chapters away from the end, and where the sequel starts. I haven't even thought of a title for the next story, and the plot keeps running around in my head, refusing to keep still long enough for me to write it down! Frustrating, much?

But anyway, thanks to those who've stuck with this story from the beginning, when it was crap and my grammar totally sucked! Seriously, I went back and read it, and I really did cringe! So thanks for reading through all the crappy parts when I had writers block and basically wrote whatever I felt like!

So for those who have read my story and liked it, here's my next chapter.

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Charlie

Knocked out again? This time, someone was going to die.

I woke up fully straight away; angrier than I had been even when I was yelling and throwing knives at Carlisle; a time that seemed like centuries ago. And it was all because of Aiden. That smug little bastard was going to pay for what he had done to me, my father, and I may as well get the revenge for the Cullen's whilst I'm at it, and I meant it. I'd break more than his nose this time, only death could stop me.

My eyes opened more easily than they had last time, and, luckily there was no spinning or head trauma to speak of. It was literally as though I had just fallen asleep and woken up fully refreshed.

'Nice nap?' he asked in an amused voice. I threw my body in the direction of his voice, intending to rip his throat out, but my limbs wouldn't obey me. I usually had full control over my body, training it up so that it obeyed every command I gave it. But now... it honestly felt like I was paralyzed. I couldn't feel anything below my neck, and all I could move was my head and eyes.

'What the hell have you done to me?' I screamed, trying to thrash a lifeless body off the bed where I had been placed.

I was in a completely different room to the one I had been in last time. This one was like an Indian princess's bedroom, complete with the shimmering silk drapes hanging around the four-poster bed. There was a large window to the right of me, which was hanging wide open and leading to a balcony, but there was no way I could get to it. It was just there, teasing me, showing me the easiest way of escape, but I couldn't reach it – not that I could see what lay beyond the window. There were no ropes or anything on my body, but there didn't need to be. Something was holding me rooted to the bed...unless I was seriously injured, something I daren't think about.

'Bella, darling, you've done this to yourself!' he said condescendingly, moving from where he was leant against a wood dresser over to me. He pushed aside the drapes with a flick of the hand and sat on the bed beside me, smiling down at me in that eerily creepy way that's always on cheesy horror movies.

Okay, ew.

'You better stop talking in riddles, Filexsi.' I...growled. There was no other way to explain it.

Oh fuck, all that shapeshifter shit!

How could I have forgotten all the stuff he was waffling on about before I was knocked out and bound like some dumb animal? Wasn't he talking about me having shapeshifter blood...and him trying to tell me that I was bound to love him or something like that?

Okay, double ew.

'I meant everything I said in the dungeon, Bella. You are a shapeshifter, and you will love me forever.' He smiled smugly, his scarlet eyes flashing. I had made my mind up – the guy was delusional.

'Okay, a) I'm no shapeshifter you retarded prick, and b) I'm already in love with someone, as he has pointed out to you, so I can't love you forever. Is all this clear to you? Or do I have to break your nose again, hmm?'

Anger flashed across his face for a moment, only to disappear as though it was never there. This fucktard was playing a game – and there was no way in hell that I was going to lose it. 'If that's what you believe.' He shrugged, standing up from the bed and strolling to the open window.

I stared after him, shaking my head at his complete and utter idiocy. 'Look, can you at least tell me what the hell has been going on for the past 6 months or so before you kill me? Because I don't understand a thing!'

'You want to know everything?' he mocked, still not turning around. 'Are you sure that you even want to know? I mean, you've already told me that you are madly in love with someone; do you really want your opinion of them to go down? And what about all that you believe to be true about the world? Do you want that to be destroyed as well? Not that it matters, because as you said, I'm going to kill you.'

There was only one answer I could give that wouldn't make me sound either desperate, or give it away that I didn't give a shit about his words. All I needed was for him to keep talking so that I could escape, no matter what he had said about killing me. I had already felt the invisible bonds around me loosening when he got distracted. If he got really into something...well, I would much rather die escaping than die a prisoner.

'Tell me everything that you know, everything that has been going on, and what the hell you were talking about when you said I was a shapeshifter.' No need to mention the love part. 'Tell me everything, and do it fast, because I tend to get really, really wound up when I'm in your presence, Filexsi.'

He turned around slowly, wearing a prizewinning smirk on his triumphant face. He was like a spider, and I was his prisoner. The smug little bastard had me and he knew it. He'd do anything and everything to keep me here, to get me angry. That was just how deluded psychopaths like him worked. I'd seen it all before.

'Do you know what the one thing we have in common is?' he began, pacing the bed in front of me slowly. I was right, though. The invisible bonds surrounding me already felt a little looser. 'We both lost our mothers due to murder.'

I froze. 'How the hell did you know-?'

'That your mother had been murdered? Oh, it was quite simple really; you of all people should know that torture makes anyone reveal even their deepest, darkest secrets. It was simply too easy for my wolves to grab Brian Taylor so that I could coerce the information I wanted out of him.'

'Why?' I asked, throwing myself into the conversation. Escape had disappeared from my mind completely; I needed to know what the hell had been going on in my screwed up life for the past year. 'Why would you go to such lengths to get information about me?'

'You were the girl I wanted but couldn't get.' He shrugged, totally unrepentant. 'And besides, I needed to get back at the Cullen's someway, and taking you from under their noses seemed like the best plan. I mean, you're a sort of pet to them, aren't you?' that was it? We had all suffered and suspected and argued for that? How pathetic! I knew there was a reason I didn't like that guy!

'Shut your face, Filexsi.' I said grimly. 'Before I shut it for you. If getting back at the Cullen's was what you wanted all this time, why didn't you send those dogs after them? Or do something to them instead of kidnapping their "pet" as you put it. If you ask me, your plan sucks.' I bluffed. His ideas were totally...crazy. They didn't make sense at all! I still had no idea why he wanted his so-called revenge, or why he had said all those things about me. 'Tell me what you've been doing since I got here, and I won't interrupt. Trust me; I probably want to know more than anyone.'

A strange expression that I didn't have time to identify crossed his face. As the bonds around me loosened yet a little more, he threw himself down on the floor opposite me, his back against the door. If it was any human, I would've said they were severely depressed. He ran a hand across his face, exhaling so loud that he didn't notice when I scooted a little higher up on the pillow, allowing me to see the room better. In a few minutes I would be free to hightail it out of that window.

'Alright, you want to know everything?' he snarled. Jeez, this guy had more mood swings than a girl with PMS. 'You want to know that my family died so horribly, so violently, and so painfully that it scarred me for life? You want to know that the reason they died was because Carlisle fucking Cullen and the rest of his goddamn family decided they would go and blab to the Volturi!' he roared, seizing a chair and throwing it across the room. His eyes were on fire, and his breathing was deep. 'Why, why would they do that?' he practically begged me. 'All we did was tease them, and nothing more, I swear! And sure, I got into a fight with one of the boys, but that doesn't mean my parents should be killed like they were!'

For a moment, I felt so bad for him, no matter what he'd done to all the girls at my school, and even me, because I could understand what he was going through. His parents had been killed, like my mother, simply because someone didn't like them. And as much as I wanted to believe that the Cullen's couldn't do something like that, I knew how awful people could be underneath.

'What did they say your parents had done?' I asked calmly. As I spoke, I felt the bonds loosen one last time, and I was free. I knew without even trying that I would be able to move now – but I needed answers. If I didn't ask the man responsible, then there was no way that I could possibly find out any other way. I needed to know the truth – about everything.

'Aro – the leader of the Volturi – told me, as they were burning, that they had harmed the Cullen's, and that they couldn't get away with it. That their city needed peace, and they just couldn't get that whilst we were around.' He said glumly, turning into a little boy again.

'Don't you see, Aiden?' I implored. 'The Cullen's didn't turn your parents in because they hated them! These Volturi must have killed them to simply keep the peace! It was all the Volturi's fault!'

'Shut up!' he scowled, turning away from me. 'You said you wouldn't interrupt.' He sulked. Damn, he was becoming more and more like a child as we spoke.

'Go on, then. Tell me what you've done since I got here.'

'I caused the car accident between your stepmother and yourself.' He grinned. 'I spiked her drink and got her completely drunk, so that when the police got her body, they would believe that was the cause. I pushed her car whilst she was driving – vampires are that strong – into you. And that was supposed to be it! You were supposed to die, thus making my revenge on the Cullen's complete! But then fucking Edward' my heart skipped a beat. 'Saved your life! I mean he was right there, pulling you from the wreckage and giving you CPR! Do you know how frustrating that is?' he scoffed, starting to pace again.

'I can imagine.' I said quietly, not concentrating properly. Whilst still keeping my eyes forward, I searched for...aha! My knife was tucked into my jeans, where I had stowed it before being knocked out. It wouldn't kill him, but it would hopefully distract him...wait. 'Aiden,' he turned to me. 'Did you kill Caleb, the boy that was with me? Did you set it up?'

'Boy, what boy?' he asked in confusion.

'There was a boy, he was shot down. He was right next to me! Did you set us up?'

'No,' he said in annoyance. 'Why would I want to take out some human boy that had nothing to do with what I wanted?'

'I-nevermind.' Great, yet another mystery for me to solve if I get out of here alive; what joy.

'I believe I've answered all your questions.' He growled. 'Now, I'll finish what I started, and no Cullen will be here to stop me!'

'Villain in a melodrama much?' I cackled, jumping off the bed and pulling out my knife, as well as striking a match that lay on the side (what? I'm ready for everything!). 'Give it your best shot, Filexsi!'

He growled and lunged, but it was really, really clumsy. He had feinted to the left, but I knew by instinct he was going to go from the right. I dived out of the way, rolling on the floor and sitting up in a crouch, left leg forward, ready to lunge in any way necessary, Zanshin helping me focus on the task at hand instead of brooding over all that I had learnt. The match caught one of the legs on the broken chair, which I picked up and held in my hand, ready to spear the motherfucker with if he tried anything else.

'You know,' he said as he bent backwards to avoid the flames. 'I could use someone of your talents, of your bloodline. Did you know that your grandmother and you mother were both fully-fledged shapeshifters, able to transform into whatever they chose at their first transformation?' he was trying to distract me, but I wouldn't let it work. I'd find if he was lying later.

'Fuck you, Filexsi!'

'Oh, and about you being bound to love me forever...'

'It was a lie.' I finished for him, kicking him in the face with all the force I had in my body. His head snapped back with enough force that would've broken a human's neck. But of course, he wasn't human. And apparently, neither was I.

'You should love me.' he whispered, suddenly behind me, his breath on my throat and his hands gripping the back of my neck and tangled in my hair. 'So beautiful.' He said in a voice that made my skin crawl.

'I will never love you!' I screamed, throwing myself onto the floor and flipping onto the bed.

'Carter, Manson, Jackson!' he called as the door behind me burst open, sending wood and metal flying all over the room. I'd instinctively dived to the floor to avoid it, and I was now laid beside the bed, my knife gripped in one hand, and the fire starting to spread. I was an easy target. 'Take her out.' Aiden ordered before walking to the door to escape the rapidly spreading flames. 'And Miss Swan.' He added at the last minute whilst the wolves grappled with me. 'I'll be sure to let your darling Cullen's know where they can find your remains.' He laughed, exiting in a very storybook villain type way, his cloak billowing behind him and everything.

'Looks like we're going to taste some human flesh.' Carter said lustily, his eyes and hands transforming before my eyes, and I felt the fear that Charlie, my father, had been talking about.

I won't go into detail about the immense pain that was inflicted on me in the next 10 minutes. No one, human or otherwise, deserves to go through what I went through. It was hell, brought to living world and put into my body. So much pain... I screamed, thrashed, punched, kicked, bit and struggled so much, and at one point, I thought I was going to escape. But there was just no use. They weren't in their wolf forms, but they didn't need to be, they were strong enough without it, and may have the genes, but I was simply too weak to hold them all off.

I wanted to die; there was no maybe about it. But when you're in that much pain, there comes a point where you don't feel anything, even when nothing had stopped. My body shut itself down, knowing that I had given up, and that there was nothing I could do to set myself free, not anymore. But I'd fought, I could give myself that. I had fought so goddamn hard, as the wolf holding in his insides could say, but it just wasn't enough. I had always thought of myself as so strong, yet here I was, lying here on the floor and waiting for death, doing nothing to stop the beasts that were so intent on finishing me off piece by piece.

Ironic, I'm close to death, and I don't even swear. All I could do was send out messages to those I loved, even if they couldn't hear them.

Edward, I love you so much, and I'm sorry I caused you so much pain when I didn't protect myself. But don't worry, it's almost over now, I promise. I love you.

Mom, I'm sorry that I let you and the family down, I hope you can forgive me when we meet again – if we meet again. You were a good person – I wasn't. I love you.

Emmett, I'm sorry for everything I put you through, you didn't deserve that. You honestly are the best big brother in the world. I love you.

Caleb, thank you for everything you've done for me. I know you'll go far in your new life. I love you.

Charlie, you had your faults, but underneath it all you were the best dad anyone could ever ask for. I love you.

Alice, you were like a sister to me, in so many different ways. I wish we could've spent more time as sister's, instead of always looking over our shoulders. That's one thing I regret. I love you.

Carlisle, thank you for being like a father to me through it all. I'm sorry about everything I said to you – I know you only changed Caleb because you thought it was for the best. I love you.

Esme, thank you for being like the mother I lost, even when I never asked for it. You were perfect, if only I were a little more grateful. I love you.

Jasper, thank you for being there for me, and supporting my emotions. I love you.

Rose, thank you for being like a big sister to me; I know you'll make my brother very happy. I love you.

Jake, and my boys, thank you for accepting me, even when it went against all your beliefs. You were my best friends, and you protected me, I see that now. I love you.

Jess, Mike, Angela and all the rest of you, thank you for being my friends, and making me feel like a normal teenage girl for once. High school wasn't the same without you. I love you.

'GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!' two angels called at the same time through the blackness of my mind. Dimly, I felt the three men being pulled from me, and the red hot feeling of not being scratched and bitten anymore. There was just...nothing. Instead, the place where the wolves had been was replaced by people I...recognized. Though for the life of me I couldn't have said who they were.

The life of me. How ironic.

'Babe, Bella, come on, speak to us!'

'Bella, BELLA! Come on, don't do this! You're a fighter, come back to me!'

'Edward?' I managed to choke out, without even knowing how I did it. 'Edward, and...Caleb?'There was a collective sigh of relief from the both of them. 'How did you find me?' I gasped, wincing when the numbness started to fade, bringing back all the pain that my body had worked so hard to block out.

'Don't worry about that now, we need to get you out of here.' Edward said soothingly to me, stroking my damp hair from my face. 'It'll be okay.' He whispered. 'Caleb, can you put out this fire? And where are the others?'

'I'm working on it! And they took the mutts out to be drowned.' He snarled. 'And will you stop asking me stupid questions? Just pick her up and get her out of here! She won't last long, and neither will I!'

'Baby, this is going to hurt.' He warned me. His cool hands slipped underneath my back, intending to pick me up, but were hastily removed when I cried out in pain. 'Caleb I can't move her, she's too badly injured!'

Caleb said something back, but I couldn't hear what it was. My hearing and sight was all tunnelled, and I could barely feel the floorboards beneath me. The room must've been hot, but I didn't feel that either. All I could sense was my two boys, both holding my hands as Caleb came and sat beside me.

'I love you, Edward, and I'm so sorry that I broke my promise.' I whispered. His tears fell on my arm, and I did my best to wipe them from his face. People dying in movies obviously had more strength than I did.

'Don't say that, baby, you aren't dying!' he said his voice breaking as he cradled me as well as he could to him.

'Caleb, I'm sorry that I let you down. I couldn't fight them off – I guess I'm just weak.'

'You aren't weak!' he cried, helping Edward to support me. 'You're so strong!'

The blackness was doing its best to take over me, but I still had something to say, something important that I couldn't leave this world without saying. 'I forgive you both, as well as being sorry for everything I've done.' I whispered, slumping back into my boy's arms and allowing the darkness to take over me.

'Bella, no!' I heard them cry, but it was just too late for me.

'Bella, please don't give up, for me, please!' Edward moaned. Even in death, I heard the pain in his voice, and every fibre of my being longed to go back to him. But it just wasn't meant to be.

I'm sorry Edward. I didn't know if it was a thought or a spoken sentence.

And that's how I died, in the arms of the angels.

Well...what did we think? Good or bad?

This chapter is kinda crap, and didn't go the way I'd originally planned it, but how was it anyway? Let me know please, because it honestly does help me to improve my writing!

Plot twist, or did you all see that coming?

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Charlie