I run upstairs, leaving my mess in the kitchen. I slip my shorts off and throw on some jeans. Edward was still in the shower. I knew he'd be worried and come looking for me I called out that I was going for a walk and I wouldn't go far. I ran downstairs to grab my boots, unable to hear if he responded. I slide a flannel on as I bolt out of the door. I had to go find Emmett. As I make my way out, I pull my hair back into a loose pony, to keep it from my face. I look around, taking a deep breath before running towards the closest woods entrance.

A human chasing a vampire, I snorted at the thought, but I couldn't stop myself from trying. After what seems like a lifetime of running, I stop to catch my breath.

"Emmett!...Emmett please talk to me, if you can even hear me," I call out.

I turn in a couple of slow circles, only hearing a few birds chirping, the wind blowing. I sigh, taking off deeper into the woods after regaining myself. After another hilly mile, I stop. Surely he wouldn't have went too much farther than this. Then again, he can run miles around me.

I pant heavily, leaning down and resting my hands on my knees and breathe out, "Em?..."

"Emmett, please," I repeat a little louder.

My heart nearly beating out of my chest, I stand upon hearing some leaves crunch. Slowly glancing behind me, I see nothing out of the ordinary, before hearing it again.

My head snaps back forward, "Emmett is that you?"

With no reply, I decide to keep running, suddenly remembering that Alice and Jasper were still out tracking this murderous vampire. He's probably far from here, but I still had no desire to be anyone's meal.

I trip over an uprooted branch, slicing my arm pretty good on the way down. I let out a small cry of pain. Blood begins oozing from my new wound, and I rip a sleeve of my shirt, attempting my own pressure bandage. Half-satisfied with my work, I take rest near a tree. My head begins spinning. Blood always makes me queasy. Grabbing my cell phone, I hold it up in hopes of a signal. No luck. I sit a few minutes longer, only to stumble after letting go of the tree.

Blinking quickly, I hear an unfamiliar voice, "need a little help there?"

I turn my head. Trying to focus my vision, suddenly light-headed. I can vaguely make out the image of a man.

I try to remain calm, "no I'm just looking for someone."

He remains still. "You're hurt. I could smell you from a mile away," he calmly states.

I freeze, overcome with terror and end up fainting.

I come to, a few minutes later and slowly, my eyes focus on my surroundings. The make shift tourniquet much better, I am no longer bleeding.

The man is still there and notices I am conscious, "Ah, good. I like my victims to be alive."

I swallow, "victims?"

I slowly stand, readying myself to run, as stupid as that seemed. His crimson eyes stared me down. I take off in the opposite direction risking my chances at running. Airborne, I am tossed into a nearby tree not long after my escape attempt. I groan out in pain. I need to buy time. Emmett, He has to be around here somewhere.

"Emmett!" I scream as loud as I can. "Emmett help me!" I plead.

The man grins at me, "Are there two of you? This shall be fun."

He walks up to me, running his nose along my neck.

Inhaling deeply, "you smell delightful my dear. I hope he doesn't keep you waiting long."

I nudge him away, panting, "get off of me."

He glares at me, pushing me back into the tree, My head hitting the trunk with a loud thud. I whimper painfully. This is it, I'm gonna die. No one can hear me. I might as well put up a fight. I knee the man in the crotch before throwing my whole body into a punch, the way Emmett taught me. I ran past him and made a decent start before he caught up to me, tackling me to the ground. With his hands gripping my throat, I struggle for air as I watch his face fill with pure anger.

He extends his fangs and begins leaning in. I squeeze my eyes shut, only able to groan as he puncutres my neck. I struggle beneath him using all my might. Increasing his suction on me, I begin to go limp from the blood loss. Suddenly the man is off of me and I see Emmett, struggling with him. He beheads the man in a seemingly swift movement and is instantly at my side. Emmett takes me into his arms.

Trying to avoid passing out, I whisper "I knew you would save me."

He holds my head in his hands, "Bella, Bella stay awake. You're gonna be okay. Please Bella." He scoops me up and begins to run as I lose consciouness.