A/N: I'm not sure if anyone is reading this. If you are kindly review and let me know or I might simply get rid of this story.

He's been gone for over a week and the blood is gone. Hunger gnaws at my belly as a clawed animal trying to escape. I can hear him talking to me telling me I am weak for not trusting him to return.

Long lost words whisper slowly to me

What if he's left me to die here? Why should I stay? I know I can leave with a thought so why don't I?

Still can't find what keeps me here/ When all this time I've been so hollow inside

I leave a note for Siete on my pillow and sign the name he has given me with a flourish. I shower and change to make myself more presentable then I will myself to the woods Jessica described so well. I walk through the cool night air to Las Noches. I do not think I will attract much attention as I am not nearly as attractive as the many other's of my kind I can see. My entrance does attract attention though my kind turn their heads as one and many humans look as well to see what has caught the Vampires' attention. I scan the crowd. I pick out several characters from Jessica's books but none who would recognize me. They sense my dismissal and turn back to what they were doing. I sit in a shadowy corner eyeing some of the humans wondering if I am really hungry enough to put aside my qualms and drink. A boy about the age I was when I died catches my eye and I smile at him. He has sandy blond hair tanned skin and hazel eyes. He walks over to me.

"Quite an entrance you made there-?"

"Belladonna."

"Belladonna. That's an unusual name. My name is Jacob."

"Nice to meet you, Jacob." He sits down across from me. He brushes some of his shaggy shoulder length hair out of his eyes and I watch as several strands slide across his throat. I watch his pulse with interest and swallow. I want him, want this boy, his blood.

"Are you… hungry?" He asks me tentivily.

"Yes." He beckons me with a long finger and I rise. I go around the table and perch on his lap. I tilt his head back and contemplate his pale neck. I cock my head to the left and bite the right side of his neck he hisses in pain until I instinctively sooth his pain with a soft murmur in his head. I pull away when my hunger does not bite so hard and trace the wound with my tongue making it disappear leaving a pink scar on his pale neck. I go and search out the friends he'd been with and direct them to him.

Siete's POV

I come home battered and bruised from putting down Vampires who dared challenge me and fling myself into my empty bed. Empty? I wonder looking up to see a black piece of paper with silver writing on it. I pick it up knowing already whom it is from. It reads: I believe I am too much of a burden upon you and therefore have decided to go out into the world and see how I fare with out you, my immortal. My heart will ever belong to you, Belladonna.

My immortal

Bella? Gone? Those words didn't compute. It wasn't right. She'd lived with me for so long I took for granted giving her my blood to sustain her. She'd kept me sane. I had lived too long. Knew too many things and taking care of her been… nice.

I'm so tired of being here

Fear is something I have rarely experienced. I can feel it now. What if she gets hurt? I am breathing heavily imagining all sorts of torture I've learned of in my life.

Suppressed by all of my childish fears

I lay back down and snuggle under the covers. What do I care anyway? She was just a girl. Like any other girl, convenient yes but I could get another girl. I smirked. I could get any girl. I took a deep calming breath but I could smell her essence on the pillow.

And if you have to leave/ I wish that you would just leave/ because your presence lingers here/ and it won't leave me alone

I got up frustrated and pulled off my clothes on my way to the bathroom for a shower. Each piece of clothing I dropped on the floor had revealed more wounds. I didn't understand how they could still look so vivid. I heal more quickly that all other Vampires and sure I'd got my head bashed in and my guts spilled out but really-

These wounds won't seem to heal

I turned the water just on hot and stepped in hissing as it hit my skin. My chest hurt. I took a deep breath and it didn't go away.

This pain is just to real/ There's just to much that time cannot erase

I wondered what Bella was doing as I washed my skin watching red tainted water swirl down the drain. I hope she's not hurt… what if she needs my help?

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears/ When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears/ I've held your hand through all of these years/ but you still have all of me

I used to watch her sometimes when she didn't know I was here. She used to sing to herself. I don't remember the songs but her voice was clear and sweet. She never sang for me.

You used to captivate me

She was so human refusing even to drink from a mortal. So she drank from me instead, I never told her I had to kill more people to satisfy her thirst as well as my own.

By your resonating light

My eyes catch on her shampoo. I reach for it open it and it's floral smell hits my senses hard. My chest aches hollowly.

Bound by the life you left behind

I wash my hair with her shampoo and step out of the shower clean and wishing she were here so I could kiss her and make love to her and watch her as she sleeps a slight smile upon her lips. I towel dry and lay down in the bed but I cannot sleep.

Your face haunts my once pleasant dreams

I can hear her singly softly and some of the words come to me. "I would plea but there's nothing you can do to help me. Can't you see your insanity has taken hold on me?"

Your voice it chased away all the sanity in me

My chest hurts and I press my hand to my heart where it beats thundering in my ears.

These wounds won't seem to heal/ This pain is just to real/ There's just to much that time cannot erase/

I wish I knew where she was so I could go to her and yell at her and then lick away the inevitable tears.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears/ When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears/ I've held your hand through all f these years/ but you still have all of me

She's gone because you're a moron deal with it.

I tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone

I open my green eyes and glare at everything in this room that reminds me of her, which is to say I am having a glaring contest with my bedroom.

And though you're still with me

She's gone. I can feel a single warm tear escape and trail a path down my cheek.

I've been alone all along

Belladonna's POV

I go and sit at the bar. Kaeli offers me a drink and I accept. For a split second I see Siete watching me but then he's gone. I can still feel his presence.

I now you're still there/ Watching me, wanting me/ I can feel you pull me down/ Fearing you, loving you/ I won't let you pull me down

I finish my drink get up and walk purposely toward where I saw him. I can smell him new snow, morning dew, blood and vice.

Hunting you, I can smell you – alive

I can hear his steady heart beat a rhythm I am used to.

Your heart pounding in my head

I can feel his incredible green eyes studying me and I can smell traces of a different scent over his usual one – arousal.

Watching me, wanting me/ I can feel you pull me down/ Saving me, raping me

I walk out of Las Noches and down the main street of New Mayhem the identical houses looming over me. I can feel his gaze burning into my back and wonder why he doesn't catch me and take me home why he doesn't force me into submission but perhaps he follows to make sure I can take care of myself. He just follows and watches his aura nags on my senses my eyes tell me he's not there but I know he is; I can feel him watching.

Watching me

I know why he doesn't bring me home – because I want him to.