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Chapter 2- Waking Up

Waking up to a sunlit forest is truly an amazing thing through eyes of a vampire. I could see every shade of color, every shadow, and every detail in perfect clarity.

I could also see that the pieces of fabric that wrapped my body were shreds covered in mud, twigs, and leaves. It was a rather dreadful sight. My white body was mostly exposed except for the places that I didn't rip off. While looking at myself, the memory of the pain of the past three days suddenly hit me.

I grimaced as I remembered the fire, but screamed when the memories came flooding back. They were going so fast, zipping through my mind and leaving a new kind of pain. My non-beating heart imaginarily throbbed as everything about him, all the events, all the words he said, all the words I said to him…everything came pouring out to my mind and wrapped itself around me. There was no escape. I just had to wait until it stopped.

I crawled into a ball with my hands pressed against my head with such an intense force, trying to keep it from exploding.

After a couple of minutes, my shrieks stopped, but my tearless sobs continued. All the memories that came back had something to do with him, and it slashed my soul, my very being, apart into many pieces.

After many deep breaths, I decided right then and there to force my mind into becoming a blank canvas, only remembering things that were vital to my survival and didn't include…that one person.

I could feel the thirst burning the back of my throat, threatening to control my body. I refused to become a monster, but that was what I was. A vampire, the very definition of a monster.

I got up slowly from the damp ground, trying to mentally pick up the pieces of myself and hold them together. I managed to do this somehow and started to plan my damned, forever-lasting future.

First, I would hunt. Any animal would have to do. Then, I would go back to Charlie's, but not when he was there. I knew that if I saw him, I would probably…kill him. It was hard not to think of that possibility, because I knew that it would very likely happen. I would clean myself up a bit and pack my bags and….then what? I asked myself. Where would I go? Where could I go? I didn't want to be lonely. No, never alone. I couldn't go on forever without seeing someone. Human or vampire or werewolf, it didn't matter. I just needed someone.

Maybe…no, they would never accept me. Or would they? But, there was always their choice of food. I decided to put that possibility into just that, a possibility. If I was that bad off in life, I would go. Of course, there was always the question of the plane ride, how I would handle that, but I resolved to think about that later.

A new surge of excitement, something that I hadn't thought of occurred to me now. He always enjoyed this activity; I mentally winced at the memory of him. I would have to be more careful about what I thought. I refused to think about him and promised myself that I wouldn't, though that was a bit of a challenge since all my memories were about him or had something to do with him.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I began to run. Fast. The speed was exhilarating. He…I winced again. I cursed at myself for breaking my promise, especially since I had made it just a moment ago. Sighing, I began to give in to my instincts and look for food.

I quickly spotted three deer by a stream. Their heads were down as they drunk the water, their eyes not noticing me at all as I hid among the trees. The deep, dark eyes reminded me of mine…or how mine used to be.

I took a step out of the shadows and crouched. In just a mere split second, I had bitten one, and snapped the other two's necks. The warm liquid that poured out was incredibly sweet, sweeter than anything I had ever imagined.

After finishing the third deer, I began to "destroy the evidence". I easily ripped them apart into fragments and dumped them bit by bit into the river. No body would ever guess what they were if they even ever saw the bits of deer.

I felt guilty for what I had done, and shuddered at the thought of doing this for eternity, but I also knew that this was the start of my new life, and that I would have to do this often.

I ran again, but this time toward Charlie's house. I soon found myself standing at the edge of the forest across the street of the house. Charlie's car was standing in the driveway, meaning that he was home. I couldn't go in or any closer for that matter for fear of...thinking of a new plan, I figured that I should just wait for him to leave.

I waited without moving for two days. He did not leave the house ever during that time.

I grew impatient with him. Why was he still there? Then I remembered that I had not come home for who knows how many days. Did he think I was dead? Realization hit with this question. Of course! A huge wave of guilt crashed on top of me, knocking my breath away.

I couldn't do this to him. I had to tell him that I was alive, that I was home, that I hadn't left him alone, that I….but, if I went inside, if I saw him, if I went any closer, I would kill him.

Letting out a few sobs, I fell to the ground. What was I going to do? Why did this have to happen? After all, the only reason I had wanted it at first was, because I wanted to be with…I stopped after that. I would not go back on my promise to myself again. I couldn't if I ever wanted to survive for forever.

Suddenly, I heard the front door of my house open. My muscles tensed, preparing for me to run back into the forest if things got to be too much.

I saw Charlie walk out. The guilt and sadness was overwhelming for me as I watched him. He looked so sad, so helpless, as he walked to his car.

A light breeze carried a repulsing scent towards me. Well, not repulsing, just not appetizing. I gasped as I figured out where that smell was coming from, Charlie.

I could have screamed for joy for the fact that I didn't want to kill him! Maybe I could tell him. Maybe I could help this goodbye by telling him the truth…about me, about what I was.

I crawled through my bedroom window into the now empty house with my mind made up. I knew what I was going to do now.

Okay that's all for now folks! And I've got my plot in my head (hehehe) Don't worry I will eventually get Edward back into the story.