A/N: Phooey. Why can't I write worth crap? Is there even a point in continuing the story? Eh, Probably not. Anyways, I'm having fun writing so I guess I'll just keep on truckin'. Oh and I took this idea from Greta Davis because she is such a brilliant writer, but I am going to put the song I was listening to while writing each chapter.

Die Alone- Ingrid Michaelson and The Lighthouse's Tale- Nickelcreek

WAIT! IMPORTANT! As some of you may or may not know, my name IS Destiny in real life. But I HAVE NEVER EVER ACTED AS THIS CHARACTER DOES. The only reason I even used the name Destiny is because well 1., I love Alec, and 2., I am not at ALL good at coming up with names. Sorry, I had some friends totally flipping out on me over that one. Anyways, read and REVIEW!

I tossed and turned in this most miserable sleep. I had not once stopped dreaming about him since I had fallen asleep. He stood there… but he was never in reach. I would run and it seemed as if he would just continue to move back. I jerked awake violently and most suddenly. I screamed an extremely high-pitched and shrill scream. It had happened everyday for the past few months. I stared straight ahead, wondering if there was even a point in looking in the mirror. I sighed and turned unwillingly, it seemed, to look in the mirror. Of course, it was the same; Tear-streaked face. Wrecked hair. I shook my head and silently got out of the bed. I froze as I headed towards the bathroom, remembering Alec's words.

I…. have to go. I wish to speak with you tomorrow.

I was in a sudden frenzy. What was I to wear? How was I to know when he desired to speak with me? Why did he wish to speak with me?

As I was thinking all of this over, I began to feel nauseated. "Oh God….." I muttered as I broke out in a sprint towards the bathroom. I kneeled down beside the toilet, holding my hair back as I began to cry.

Alec P.O.V.

I paced the halls. What am I thinking? That same thought repeatedly ran through my head. Why had I told Destiny I wished to speak with her? What was I to say? I'm sorry? I love you too, but I am a vampire, hence we cannot be together? I had nothing to say. I simply could not, and would not, tell her of the vampire world. She had enough to deal with. I couldn't bring myself to add to it.

I stood up straight as Jane approached me. She had never been Destiny's biggest fan. In fact, she despised Destiny. And it became worse as I had begun to distance myself from Jane, in order to refrain from letting her know of my love for Destiny. I quickly cleared these thoughts from my head as I saw Jane moving to stand in front of me. "Greetings, Jane," I gave a nod and a smile, trying to focus on her and only her.

She smiled back, clearly eager to see me. "Greetings, my dear Alec. How are you on this lovely morning?"

"I am quite well, thank you for asking. And yourself?"

"Well, thank you." She bit her lip as if she had something else to say. She looked down to her feet then back up to my face. "Alec,….. I have not saw you in quite some time, you know." She sighed and closed her eyes briefly. I winced as I could tell this was paining my indestructible sister. "It may sound childish, but I find it unfair. In fact, everyone finds it unfair. Apparently it is not just me who hasn't saw you. Demetri and Felix have not even saw you around the castle. They say you go out and do not return until the early hours of the morning. I would think you could at least give me an explanation for this."

So many thoughts ran through my mind. There was no way on this God forsaken Earth I was going to tell her I had been out due to Destiny. Had I not hurt enough people already?

"There is nothing to explain. I have just been going… out a lot lately. I miss you terribly, I assure you. Perhaps tomorrow we could go out somewhere. I have not hunted recently, and I do not intend on waiting for Heidi to bring the next set of humans."

I looked out the window, noticing Destiny standing against the wall of her apartment building. She looked absolutely stunning, as always. Long, straight, brown hair. Gorgeous, big, blue eyes. I smiled slightly and turned back to Jane.

"That sounds wonderful!" She was beaming. Finally, I could make someone happy. But the worst part of all this was the fact that I was all too eager to go visit Destiny at this very moment. I had never even in the slightest been attracted to a human. I saw every single one of them as a snack. Destiny was the only exception to that.

"I am so sorry to say, but I must be on my way. I promise, I shall see you tomorrow. Goodbye."

Before I turned to leave I saw the smile fade from her face completely. She went back to the blank, uncaring attitude she showed everyone else. But me, I knew the real Jane. The Jane who actually cared about what people thought. The Jane that was hurt by what people said about her. The Jane who had been madly in love with Demetri for as long as we had been with the Volturi. That was the Jane I know and love. I sighed and shook my head as I walked out of the castle quickly and quietly, headed towards Destiny.

Destiny P.O.V.

I felt my heartbeat accelerate as he approached. He was smiling that stunning smile of his. It almost distracted me from the curiosity that was tearing me apart. What is it he wanted to tell me? That he never wanted to see me again?

I put my hand over my heart as he stood directly in front of me. I thought it was going to just pound out of my chest. At that point, I wished it would have; I would no longer have a heart to deal with.

"Hello Destiny," he said with a warm smile.

"H-Hey Alec."

I couldn't bare to look him in the eyes. So I didn't. I looked down like I always had. Head down, stay hidden. That was the rule I had been taught as a child.

Age eight.

"Head down, stay hidden," I murmured as I passed through the living room. I wanted to close my eyes and pretend it was all just a terrible nightmare that occurred every night. Daddy would invite his friends over, and they would get drunk. They were loud, I was scared. I had to be quiet and make sure the men didn't see me.

I gasped loudly as I jerked my head up to see what, or who, I had run into. I winced at the man's sloppy grin and blood-shot eyes. This is what nearly all the men looked like. Including my dad.

He shot a look back at my father and I covered my ears as he yelled over the noise of the game. "HEY CHARLIE! CHARLIE! IS THIS ONE YOURS?" He held my hand up high and waved it around, nearly picking me up off the ground. I wanted so badly to just scream. That was the arm that I has just got my cast taken off of.

"YEAH! Ain't she pretty, Billy?" He stood up and walked over to me, holding me in place in front of him. "She's my prize possession."

I am not a possession, I thought to myself. I looked at the door. I had made it so close to my room where I could drown out the sound of the men and the game.

"Yeah, she's just gorgeous…" Billy trailed off, looking me up and down. I felt nervous. I tried to discreetly slip out of Daddy's grasp. It tightened as he turned me around, staring me dead in the eyes. "No, you're not going anywhere." He drew his hand back and I knew what was about to come; The beating. I screamed in a shrill tone as his hand struck my face with all of his force. I fell to my knees, trying not to cry. The more I cried the worse the beating. I'd learned from experience.

He pulled me back up by my hair and jerked my head back, striking me across the face with all his might again. Some men were totally silenced, others cheered him on. I bit my lip to prevent the screams again. I just wanted to get away from all this…

"Daddy, can I please go to bed now?" I nearly lost focus as a drop of blood ran down my face. I wiggled my nose and once again tried my hardest to stop the screams. Broken again. That would be the third time this month.

He grunted and nodded, pushing me towards my bedroom door. I limped in that direction, stopping in my tracks as I felt someone following me. I turned my head lightly and saw Billy.

"Charlie, I'll tuck her in if you'd like," he said, turning back to wink at me.

"That's fine Billy. Thanks," Daddy said with a shrug as he turned to go back to his chair. I wanted Mommy so much… She left me and Daddy and went to Italy.

I refocused as Billy slipped his arm around me, pushing me into the room. I knew what was going to happen if I didn't get away.

"NO!" I screamed and ran as fast as I could out the door. I heard Daddy yelling as I ran. I ran until my legs couldn't carry me any further. Daddy hadn't followed me, Billy didn't, no one did. No one cared. I crumpled up in a heap beside a tree in the massive forest I found myself in.

It was hard to tell how many hours had passed. I was nearly positive that it was dark when I came here, and now it was light. I rubbed my eyes and looked up, startled to see the most beautiful blonde woman I had ever saw. Simply stunning. In my shock, I smacked my head against the tree and tried not to cry. She was probably no different than Daddy, she'd just hit me. I let a few tears escape anyways. She didn't hit me though. She picked me up and cradled me in her arms, walking towards a large secluded house.

"Please excuse me Miss, but are you going to…. Hurt me?" I whispered in a frightened tone.

"Of course not. I don't know why you would ever think that. My family and I are going to help you."

Something about her seemed cold. Not just her actual body temperature, but her personality. So blank, so… dead. It scared me.

When I looked back over, I saw a gorgeous blonde man who looked much more kind. He walked towards me, but I was not afraid as I was of most men. He was… different.

He gave a bright smile and extended his arms. The blonde girl passed me to him and I hid my face in his jacket. Why did I trust him? It was so confusing.

"Hello Dear. My name is Carlisle, and this is my family," he motioned around the room. I took in their absolute beauty. It was amazing. "My daughter, Rosalie, found you in the forest earlier… Might I ask what you were doing out there?"

I was hesitant to tell him, but something just came over me. Like a wave of trust.

As I was about to open my mouth, my eyes passed over a beautiful blonde boy with curly hair. He looked at me with a slight smile and nodded back towards Carlisle. I looked up at his face and began talking.

"Well… My name is D-Destiny, and I, um, I ran away. Last night, Daddy had his friends over and they were d-drunk, and so I was going to go to bed…" I didn't want to continue. But I did. "And then Daddy's friend, Billy, he was talking to me, and h-he wanted to tuck me into bed, but- but that's not actually what he was gonna do, and so I had to leave, and-and I-I, I just ran, and-and," I stuttered over several words as I became a bit more nervous. "And so now I'm… here."

I looked around the room and saw the frowns, the shock, the people who wanted to comfort me. One lady in particular who had caramel-colored hair that sat gracefully in loose curls around her shoulders. She looked devastated. But why? Why was I so different? Were there not other kids like me?

"Oh my God… I am terribly sorry," Carlisle spoke softly while running his hand over my head. It was comforting. "Did you have anywhere you planned on going?"I shook my head. "Nope. I was just gonna run."

"Well what about your mother? Where is she?"

"She's in Italy… Volterra. That's where she told me she was going, anyways."

I saw the family exchange a glance. As if they knew something I didn't; Something important.

"We can get you to your mother. It won't be easy, but we can get you there."

They talked for a long time. I did not understand.

A few days had passed. They had some how gotten me to Volterra with my mother. They told me to avoid the castle. They said danger lurked there. What kind of danger could possibly be worse than the danger I had faced everyday at home?

"Destiny? Destiny?" Alec said as he gently shook my shoulder.

"Oh, sorry… I was… thinking."

"That is perfectly fine, my dear. Now shall we take a walk?""Yes, of course."

Alec P.O.V.

I wanted to scream. Still, I had no clue as to what I should say to her.

"So, what did you want to tell me?"

She looked at me with that face of pure innocence. She started to tremble. She was scared. I shook my head. This made me feel simply dreadful. I furrowed my brow, thinking of what to say. I thought of something that would give me more time.

"It was more of a question. Would you like to go on a date sometime?"

She stopped trembling. She looked almost sick.

"Yes, of- of course. When?"

"How about the day after tomorrow?"

"Splendid!" She was beaming.

"I'm sorry to cut this short, but I must be going back home. Goodbye for now."

I turned and walked away, still thinking.

What had I done?

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