Hello there. It's been a while, right?

I actually have a good excuse. My computer lost all the files I had for Fanfics. That means, every single chapter, tibit or idea that I had for Forgotten or Broken or anything else is now lost. I had plenty things tha I had written about Forgotten (and possible sequel ideas shh..)and now they are all gone. So this chapter and any following are not the exact way I had them before but...C'est vie.

Also, there has been a death in my family that sort of put me out of action for a while. It wasn't a shocking death (my Nana Kitty was 98) but still... I never get to see her again. So I am asking you all if you could to please pray for her (if that is your religious beliefs) or just keep her in your thoughts at this time.

And plus I've had test! I know right! T-E-S-T-S! Fuck the education system. Or at least mine.

Anyway, please enjoy this chapter :)

Bella PoV

It was night in Phoenix , Arizona.

Home of the Phoenix Suns, Cacti, the Grand Canyon and Hoover Dam.

Also home of Mimi's Dance Studio. Some rundown old building that was, luckily for me, due for demolition and full of dusty old mirrors and rotten wooden floorboards. This was the place Rennie used to teach Ballet, for like four months. She wasn't exactly the best women for commitment and settling down.

I had a good two minutes before James caught up to me; he wasn't exactly the fastest vampire in the world. Or the best looking. Or the kindest. But most definitely the most annoying.

Okay Bella, game plan. I thought to myself. Kick the shit out of James, cut his life into pieces and burn this place down. Go!

I ran towards some suspicious looking floorboards at the back of the room and pulled them out from the surrounding wood to make a small fire in the corner. I wasn't going to light it yet, I didn't know how long this was going to take me (probably not long but hey, better safe than sorry) and I didn't exactly want to becoming a pile of ash here. No, not yet.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, Little Bella." A disgusting voice called from the front opening to the studio. Could he be any more pompous? "Here, Bella, Bella, Bella..." He called out as if I were an cat.

Well, if I was the cat, he must be the rat.

"Here I am, James. Come and get me." I said wantonly, "Or are you too scared of this little kitten?"

He laughed once before walking out into the light so I could see his pathetic face. "I'm not scared, Baby. Just concerned with what you want with me.."

I smiled back as he started walking around me in a wide circle. Far enough for me to see that he was no planning on attacking me but close enough to see he had something in his hand. "Jamsey," I said in annoying voice much like Victoria's, "I want... you dead."

"Here I am." He echoed my words before he ran towards the pile of wood I set out and lit a match he had in his hand. ". But if you want me dead, you're coming right along with me, Baby."

"How poetic."

And the whole room went alight.

Jane PoV

There was a creaking sound that filled the Great Hall, none of the Volturi's closest and most reliable Guard moved. No one moved but Aro. He stalked back-and-forth from his grand throne to towards a bored-looking Marcus followed back to his throne then to an outraged Caius.

"Will someone care to explain to me how this happened?" Aro said calmly. He didn't shout or yell, that wasn't Aro's way. Aro was a charming, charismatic Ancient who had no need for such unhelpful emotions. He left Anger and Hatred to Caius as he left Sorrow and Grief to Marcus. Aro left those emotions behind when he took prime leadership of the vampire-world. Caius and Marcus were...vice-presidents.

Everyone's eyes turned towards Demetri, he was after all the one who caused this bother. "Demetri, my friend," Aro smiled towards the gulping blond, his voice full of calmness yet spite, "Do you know how we lost the trail on Isabella and..." Aro clicked his fingers three times, his forehead creased in an unnatural way. He looked towards me.

"James, Master." I said with a smile and a small bowed head. I was enjoying this after all.

"James! How could I forget?" Aro asked no one. It wasn't that he forgot, that weakness is impossible for a vampire. He was just truly show James worth but not even caring about his name. This is why Aro is the manipulative leader and not such as Carlisle Cullen of the Olympic Coven or Kachiri of the Amazonians.

"Would you like to explain?" Aro's head tilted to one side as if in confusion but we all knew this was just an intimidating act. "Hmm?" He urged with a reassuring smile, we also knew this probably wasn't true for Aro was good act playing his part, he knew what to say and when to say it.

"I lost them."

"I know you did, Demetri." He said as if to a human child, "I. Want. To. Know. How." He accented his words with each word having a clap of his hands.

"I don't know, Master."

Aro's eyes turned instantly to slits, "Come here." He said in a tone of authority.

"Master?" Demetri asked with horror.

"Come here. Now." Aro closed his eyes as he slowly, as if a mouse, took off his black leather gloves.

"Yes, Master." Demetri said quietly, moving hesitantly towards the platform where the three heavy thrones reside.

"I am very disappointed in you, Demetri." Aro sighed as if chastising a three-year-old, "You are supposed to be the best. Are you to tell me you are just like a common vampire, like James?" He shook his head.

"No, sir." Demetri stayed back, not too close to the step where Aro stood.

Aro asked quietly, "Then why act as such?" He clasped his hands together.

"I know not, Master."

"Come forward, closer." He ushered him forwards with his ghostly pale index finger. "Now let me see.." Aro said placing his palms on either side of Demetri's empty head. "You weren't concentrating. Where you?"

"No, I was not." Demetri knew better than to contradict Aro.

"I will give you one more chance, my friend." He smiled, "Do not fail me." His turned cold.

Though he spoke to Demetri, the message rang out clear to all of us..

We all knew the punishment for failure.

Bella PoV

How could I have been so foolish?

"Is this what you wanted, Isabella?" The taunting baritone voice dropped his American accent, leaving his voice bare with a hush, smooth English ring. "Hmm? Did you not want you and I to be together?"

The grip that his pale white hand had around my neck tightened. His palm felt rough, with years of hunting, stalking – killing.

How could I let this come this far? Where did my confidence go?

"Never.." I choke out, causing James to tighten his grasp and harden his words.

"Liar." The unwitting gleam in his blood red eyes sparkled, "You love me, Bella. I know you do. If only you stopped all this nonsense. Stop resisting me, Isabella. Stop fighting against our love." He whispered close to my ear, as if he were trying to invoke feelings of lust, warmth and love.

I let out a strained gasp of fury, one that he mistook for desire. Longingly, he dropped the hold he had around my neck, causing smoke tinged air to engulf my lungs. With thirst in his eyes, his rough palms caressed my face and neck before he set about stealing my air by ways of my mouth.

It felt wrong- his kiss.

Alice PoV

The vision went to a close, the darkness of my eyelids flittering open, "THAT BASTARD!" It was unintentional, it really was. Sometimes my mouth and my mind don't work well together. I consider it my only flaw.

"What now, pixie?" Emmett said as he and I cruised down the highway. Edward, Jazz and Carlisle were out in the wilderness...somewhere. They thought as they are apparently the closest ones to Bella that they would be able to catch her scent. That caused a big argument between Edward and Emmett and me. We were all equally as close...beside the fact that Carlisle was a blood relation, Jasper knew since who-the-Hell-knows-when and Edward gets to shove his tongue down Bella's throat.

Oh God.. Visuals! Never do that again. Alice Rule Number 23: Never think of your siblings in sexy position.

"Pixie, are you just going to sit there and have a constipated expression all day or are you going to tell me about this 'Rat Bastard'?" He said with air quotes with both hands..which means he took his hands off the steering wheel which means no one is driving! What a freaking idiot. We are supposed to be normal teenagers. Normal teenagers usually drive with at least one hand! At least one!

"Emmett, hands at two and ten!" I yelled, sufficiently stuck out of my 'Edward and Bella the Innocents doing Not-Innocent things. I let out a stress-filled sigh as Emmett thumped his hands back where they were supposed to be. Probably causing major dents on the wheel but I wasn't going to look, leaving that job to Rose.

"Come one, Ali." Emmett nudged me, "Sharing time."

I closed my eyes, slowly counting to ten then opened my lids again, "James, the bastard, kissed Bella."

"WHAT?" Emmett said, swiveling the car briefly before clenching the steering-wheel further. I did not want to be the one fixing that.. "That dirty no-good asshole, wait 'til I get my paws on him..." Emmett slowly calmed down out of Big- Protective-Bear-Emmett, calling James every name under the sun. "Is she okay? He didn't give her sometime of HIV, did he?"

I looked at him, "Yes, Emmett. James gave Bella the Vampire HIV through giving her a kiss."

"Shit.. Edward's gonna be pissed."

"It's a good thing you aren't going to tell him then, right Emmett?" I nodded to him, which made him join in.

"No." He said while nodding back to me, "Edward has a right to know. God, if a bastard tried to kiss Rosie, I think I may kill him if that ever happened, but I'd like to know none the less."

I sighed, what seemed to be the billionth time this day, "I guess I would like to know if someone kissed Jasper...Wait... Bella kissed Jasper." I said sourly.

"And how did you feel about it?" Emmett asked like one of those shrink people, paying no attention to the road ahead of us.

"Not very Alice-like." I replied shortly.

"You me you were all 'woe-is-me' and 'I-have-been-wronged'." Emmett inputted.

I growled, "Yes, Emmett."

"I mean, you were p-i-s-s-e-d. With a capital P." It was like he didn't even know I was speaking to him.

"I know I remember." I was there after all.

He continued on, "You wanted Bella's blood and Jasper's dic-"

"That's enough Emmett." I cut him off with conviction.

He giggled, yes giggled, before smiling at me, making me know that he was only kidding me. Asshole.

His smile faltered as he spoke, "How did that bastard get anywhere near Bella's lips, is what I want to know?"

I opened my mouth as if to answer in Bella's honour but no words came out. I honestly didn't know how Bella would let James anywhere near her.

A large part of my knew that Bella hated this man James, her explanation of her experience with him spoke volumes about her loathing but a small part of me, a tiny, microscopic part doubted Bella's intentions.

And that worried me.

Whoo... I think Emmett and Alice comversation are funny to write. I don't exactly know if they are funny to you but to me they are humorous. Also I like the idea of the Alice Rule Book, it makes me wonder how many rules there would be and what they are. They'd probably be really strange :)

We are nearly done on our journey through Forgotten, woe has been Bella's tale. But this may not be the end for Edward and Bella and their sort-of-romance. (because serious how shit a romance has if been for them... they didnt talk for like most of the story, they jumped around each other, they looked after a human, they kissed. BANG! Disaster.) Not is all lost! If you would wish Forgotten to have a sequel please just review saying something like: "*SQUEAL* I WANT A SEQUEL LIKE noooooooooww!11!11!" or somewhich.

Alice Rule Number 12: Remember kids, always review.

Thanks again :)

~YMCM