Hey guys told you I would update soon. This chapter is longer than the last two so I hope you enjoy it. And by the way I still need a beta so if anyone is interested please PM as soon as you can. Thank you guys!!!! And ENJOYYY!!!

EPOV

It's been two weeks since I've been out on the streets and so far so good. Nobody recognized me; I've come close a couple of times when that damn magazine wrote that I went missing. Poor Emmet, he's probably getting harassed by my assistant, Jessica. I bet she's even put my face on milk cartons or some shit like that. I swear that girl is a fucking lunatic, even though she works for me she still throws herself at me every chance she gets. It ridiculous, get a fucking clue women, I don't like you in any way. I mean after "accidently" spilling coffee on my crotch for the 7th time and trying to rub my cock while I try to run away from her, shouldn't she realize I'm not interested in her slutty self? I should really fire her and get a new assistant but, I'm afraid the next one will be even worse than the nut job Jessica. I don't think that's possible to be honest, but you never know.

I've been strolling LA for the last couple of weeks and I have discovered so much stuff. I mean it's not like I'm gullible and think the world is a perfectly happy place; but fuck, from what I've seen this few weeks would put a new bad on anyone's scale. I promised myself that as soon as I get back to my normal like I would try and help those who really need help. Just watching that boy getting shot will haunt me forever. I could still see the way the light left his eyes as if a candle was put out deep in his soul. I felt helpless and useless as I stared at his limp body falling to the ground. Does anyone know what happened to him? Does anyone care? I knew I couldn't help him but I called the cops as I got a few blocks away from the young boy. I felt guilty at not trying to help him but I knew if I tried anything I would have been on the ground alongside him. Dead.

It was around lunchtime so I took a stroll to the local park to relax and think. I got weird and disgusted looks from everyone. Probably because of the way I was dressed. Like a homeless person. Towards the end of the park I saw an empty bench so I started walking towards it. As I got closer and saw the other half of the bench, I saw that there was a women sitting there. She seemed very engrossed in her magazine so she didn't notice when I walked up to her.

"Excuse me miss, do you mind if I sit here?" I asked in my most I'm not a creeper tone. She looked up and I swear all air left my body. I felt like my insides were turning into goo and I was melting. I felt like I was falling in her deep, chocolate eyes and drowning, but the thing was that I never wanted to breathe again if I could forever drown in those beautiful orbs. I wanted to forever live in those eyes. But I didn't want to seem like an idiot so I looked away when I noticed that she lowered her eyes too. She probably thought I was some kind of killer or something. So I repeated my question.

"Miss, may I sit here?" I smiled to make me look a little bit less scary to her.

"Um sure, go on ahead" she answered in the most angelic voice that caused all my man parts to tingle. Man I'm turning into such a pussy. But seriously that's it. I'm officially a creeper. Because I just got hard from just hearing some stranger girl say that I could sit next to her. Yes, I'm officially a creeper. They should make a sign and post it to my forehead so everyone would know and stay away.

I finally sat down, after my inner rambling, and felt this spark go through my body, which resulted I'm me getting even harder. I caught her staring at me a couple of times but it was probably because I kept shifting in my seat to try and hide my enormous boner. After about 10 minutes the beauty left without saying another word. I felt sad, as if a long time friend just ignored, even though I had no reason to feel that way since I didn't even know the girl. I sent a silent prayer up to god to let my path cross hers again.

After a couple hours of strange looks I got bored and started to wonder around again. Apparently I wondered for too long because, when I finally got out of my stupor I noticed I was lost and the sky was pitch black. I wondered into an alleyway to get to the next street. Apparently it was a dead end, so I turned around and started walking back when three guys came out of nowhere and blocked my path.

"Excuse me guys, I need to get through." I said in my most strong voice, because on the inside I was scared shitless. I wasn't a small guy or weak, but there were three of them and the one on the left was holding a gun. Also they weren't that small either, one of them was as big as Emmet!

"Sorry can't do Mr. Cullen. Our boss is paying us good money for your 'misfortune'." The lanky looking one on the on the left said.

"Demetri shut the fuck up and just get on with it" snapped the big dude.

"No Felix you shut the fuck up or ill rip your head off" commanded the smallest looking one in the middle. I looked close and noticed features were very feminine.

"Yes Jane, whatever you say" muttered the big guy named Felix. If I want about to shit my pants I would laugh at this guy for being scared of someone half his size.

"Demetri just do it so we could go, I'm tired of walking around the whole city after this asswipe. I wanna get my money and go to Hawaii." whined Jane. I have to admit she did look a little scary.

"Wait! What's going on? Why are…"I started to yell but was cut off by Demetri.

"Shut up you moron, the lady said it all. Goodbye." Before I had a chance to protest Demetri fired the gun and shot me in the stomach.

I fell backwards clutching my wound as the excruciating pain shot in every direction. I cried out as the pain worsened. I heard the three run off as I started to feel lightheaded. I felt like I couldn't breathe and I was falling in a bottomless pit. The last thing I remembered was someone stroking my face and screaming at me to open my eyes. But, I was too tired and in too much pain to respond. As the drowsiness increased, the pain seemed to decrease. But the urgency in the angelic voice seemed to get more frantic and sad. An angelic voice like that shouldn't be sad. I tried to say something but my throat was blocked the need to sleep got greater. The last thing I heard was please, but by then I knew it was too late, I would die. So I let go.

Yayyyyy! Another chapter finished. Whatcha guys think? Any good? Well R&R and tell me any ideas or thoughts : D

Love Sally