Everyone, I decided to post this chapter rather quickly considering the increasing threats from my fans. (woot! fans!)

SO ENJOY!

It was day two, or Saturday, of Bella's transformation. Edward was easing up on his overprotectivness of Bella, but still, his eyes were always a constant black filled with worry and guilt. I preoccupied myself by debating on whether to tell Jacob about Alice's vision. In the end, I concluded that I was crazy for even thinking that I should tell him in the first place. Alice spent her time trying on the new clothes she bought and playing with my long honey-colored hair.

We (Alice and I) were in the bathroom. She was fixing my hair in a complex up do. Then, I was struck by a question. "How do you think the others are fairing?' She scrunched her nose.

"I'm not the person to ask." She paused for a moment, picking up a gemmed comb for my hair. "Edward, how are Charlie and Jacob?"

He groaned. "Is it necessary?" I rolled my eyes.

"Please?" I asked sweetly.

"Fine," he mumbled, obviously not wanting to take his attention away from Bella. After a few seconds he answered. "They are worried."

"Wow, that was helpful," Alice said sarcasticly.

"Well, if you are so interested, why don't you just go and ask them."

I bit my lip, then got up. "Wait, where are you going, Jera?" Alice whined.

"I want to know..." I pleaded.

"No," She struggled to push me down on the seat. "Not until I am done. Got it?" I growled but sat down. "Good," she smiled. Soon, my hair was styled in way that would be acceptable in the royal court.

"Are we done now?" I asked anxious to see Jacob.

She picked up a camera. "Wait a second. Smile." Alice snapped a picture of my hair from four different angles like she had done with the previous ones. "Ok, now you can go." I pulled out the various pins and comb, then shook my hair out. She let out a sigh.

"What?" I asked. "You can always do it again. And you have pictures of it to admire." With that, I walked out. Only stopping to grab a photo of me from my purse. It was taken when I was human, before my parents died. I wanted to show Jacob.

Mark pulled his convertible up to my dark house. Funny, I thought, my parents should be home by now. I frowned. "What's wrong, babe?" he asked.

"Nothing, just...it's nothing." I shook my head a little to show it was no big deal. Yet inside, I couldn't shake the bad feeling.

"Ok, then." I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and hopped out of the car. "See you later Jer."

"Yeah," I said nervously. Mark then drove away. Slowly, I walked to my house. What was going on? The door was locked. I quickly located the spare key and let myself into our house. I flipped on the lights and inspected each room carefully. Nothing was missing, no broken windows, no blood stains; my parents just weren't here.

I walked into our living room and flipped on the TV. After an hour, the phone rang. I let out a little yelp in surprise, but then collected myself. Quickly, I rushed into our kitchen and picked up the phone. "Hello?" My voice was a little shaky.

"Hello," came a voice. "Is this Jera Green?"

"Yes, this is she."

"Jera, I am officer Fitzgerald. I am very sorry to inform you that your parents, Laura and Micheal Green, are dead." In spite of what he said, his voice was void of any sorrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Your parents, they are dead. Their black Chevelle SS crashed; neither of them survived. I am very sorry." My mind reeled and my eyes brimmed with tears. Was this really happening? "You don't need to come down to the station or anything, we already had the bodies confirmed as your parents."

"Ok, thank you," I said quietly as I hung up the phone. My lip quivered, so I bit down on it hard. Soon, I was weeping uncontrolably. What was going to happen to me? I had no realatives. My godparents and grandparents had passed away several years ago. Some how I made it back to the living room and turned off the TV. Why was I still alive? This was all wrong.

I was soon out of my house and wandering aroud the Gennesee River which was near our house in Rochester. Tears made it nearly impossible for me to make out anything in the dark night. I tripped over something and didn't bother getting up. The sound rushing water drowned out all my thoughts. Soon it was morning. My mind was racing. I heard someone. It sounded like a little boy.

"Her parents just died," he said quietly. Was he talking about me? How did he know anyway? "Wait, she's up."

"How do you know?" asked a woman. "Oh...of course."

"She's really scared. She has no where to go...Oops..." the little boy continued talking, but it was way too fast for me to understand. The woman started talking again. Then finally, they stopped. Suddenly there was a pair of icy cold lips on my neck. Teeth tore into my skin; I wailed in pain. Then the lips were gone. I looked up at my assailant. It was a little boy with an angelic face.

Suddenly a strong burning sensation was crawling everywhere on my body. I cried out again. "Please be quiet," he whispered. "What's your name?"

"Jera," I gasped, the pain was increasing.

"That's a very nice name, Jera. My name is Gabriel. I'm sorry about this, but we think it's best for you. The woman you heard, her name is Bethany. We'll explain everything later. For now, just try to concentrate hard on everything that you want to remember about your life..." His voice faded away as the burn took over.

I snapped back from my reverie when Edward put his cold hand on my equally cold shoulder. "Are you ok?" He wasked quietly.

"I think so, sorry...what happened?"

"You just kind of stopped in place and looked very ill. Well as ill as vampires can look." I nodded slowly, feeling stupid for acting so odd.

"Oh, ok, I'm sorry."

"What happened?"

I bit my lip. "I was just thinking about what happened when I was changed."

"Yeah, I know what you were thinking about, because your mind block went down."

"Oh," I felt even more stupid. "It did? I'm sorry."

"It's ok..." I smiled weakly, feeling embarrassed. Edward smiled back kindly. Quickly, I readjusted my mind block and walked out of the room. Jacob would definately help me feel better.