I'd apologize for having taken so long to reply but I'm thinking that a simple "I'm sorry" isn't quite good enough. But in any case, I truly AM sorry for not updating. There's been a lot going on lately and I haven't had as much time as I'd like to write. In fact, this is my first chance to truly sit down and type and I must say that this chapter absolutely sucks. I'm back-tracking some, hoping to give you some insight as to what happened with Bella and since I'm in a hurry I feel that I haven't written it as well as I probably could have. But if you can find it in yourself to forgive me, I intend on writing the next chapter some time tomorrow and have it completed by Wednesday. I want the next chapter to be my longest (in hopes that it will make up for my lack of updating and suckish writing) so I'm hoping you guys will bear with me. In case you don't already know I'd like to say: I love you guys sooooo much and thank you for all your reviews and kind words. I can't even begin to explain how much it all means to me. Thank you SO MUCH! xoxo

BPOV:

My legs, impenetrable as they were, shook beneath me. In that moment I had everything to lose. Forest trees that I had grown accustomed to seemed to blur together sending me through a warped green haze. Shards of diamonds glimmered against the underbrush and I knew without looking, that the fiery sun had risen behind us. Felix's red eyes gleamed from his triumph. I hadn't any idea how long he might have been watching, searching, but regardless he had now found me. I was useless by nature when it came to self defense. I was the danger magnet. Obviously, I was not equipped to fend it off and Felix knew this. It was likely, the only reason he would win by himself.

Judging by the determination that lined his every feature, I understood that this would be no easy victory for me to obtain. I had of course, lost before I had started but that didn't mean I would be likely to give up without first trying. It was always said that when fighting for something you cherish, something you wouldn't easily relinquish to another, you'd fight that much harder. Hell, it worked for the American Colonists when fighting the British. They were untrained, unequipped, and above all, completely and utterly human. I was immortal. I had a family that I loved and cherished with every fiber of my being. That simple fact had to allow me some form of leverage if any were to be found here.

"Felix, how lovely for you to visit." I spoke carefully.

The bell like tones to my voice broke through the silence that had surrounded us and shattered my hope. It was plain as the grass was green, that I was stalling. I hadn't meant to be so blatantly obvious though I knew I had been. This was my only chance and I had to use it well.

"You might have been more welcome had we been made aware of your visit. Of course, you'll welcome regardless. Perhaps you'd like to-,"

"Isabella, you of all people understand full well why I am here and it isn't to be met with the rest of your like. Although to play along with your courtesies my Princess," He droned sarcastically, "Where is the rest of the welcoming comity? Your precious Edward? I'm sure they had some idea of my arrival."

Regardless of my attempts to remain visibly unaffected by what he should choose to say, I stiffened. It felt as though every muscle I possessed had been securely locked and tightened. Felix grinned, the sun glistening off his newly revealed teeth. He knew that there was no one to help us. We were as easy for him to harm as a bird to his feline predator. I prayed fervently in that instant for Edward to come and whisk us away.

By living a life of happiness I couldn't argue against what had surely been inevitable. There was no use in thinking that I could escape the wrath of my awful luck. But Trevor, sweet and innocent as he was, didn't deserve to be damned along side me because of the danger magnet I inadvertently was in any life I chose to live.

"Felix please. Do whatever you want me with me, I don't care anymore. But I'm begging you, if you have any heart at all, please let Trevor go." I pleaded frantically, "Please Felix!"

Felix lifted an eyebrow as he lurched towards me. His merciless hand instantly cradled my face. He traced alongside my cheek and brushed away the hair that lingered there. I tried with much difficulty to reign in my more primal instincts and stand still. I managed only barely though I couldn't resist glowering at him as he did this.

"What a gracious offer. Give up yourself so as to keep this newborn alive." Felix's face came to life with a wickedness I had long since gone without. "If only you could have known just how much of a betrayal he has made."

A major rule when you're life is being threatened: never under any circumstance, turn your back on the danger that threatens you. I knew this and I understood full well how important a rule it was to follow. In this one case, my heart overruled my instinct and I turned quickly gaping at the trees behind me. Trevor wasn't there as I had been expecting; he was gone. I hadn't even noticed his absence. What a great protector I was. If I couldn't protect the lone person previously standing behind me, then how could I possibly protect myself?

Surprising me Demetri too, appeared from the underbrush and edged himself forward. Seizing my moment of distraction, Felix chortled from behind me as he lurched forward. I turned quickly in hopes of facing him. With an earsplitting shout, Felix had toppled me to the ground, the full force of his weight pinning me to the grass. I hissed fervently, kicking and lashing out at any part of him I could manage.

He laughed and dodged my every attack while still landing some of his own in my gut. I winced as my arms were drawn back and held tightly just above my head. The pain was unimaginable. I hadn't felt any thing like it as a vampire. Come to think of it, I hadn't actually felt any level pain since my transformation.

With Felix still on top of me, his hands pushing down on my stomach to withhold any attack I may try to aim toward him again, I realized that he wasn't the one holding my arms. With a quick glance upward, I realized in exaggerated horror, it was Trevor.

"Trevor!" I cried breathlessly, "What the hell are you doing? Help me!"

His eyes flickered from my gaze towards Demetri and back to me again. Their muddy depths solidifying and cold. It looked as if he were in a far of place rather than the forest we were currently in. He was not the Trevor I thought I knew. He was changed and I didn't like these differences I was only just noticing. How could I be so foolish as to have missed them before? He was a traitor. A risk to be around and I had implicated the rest of our family. There was no telling what his intentions might be. I didn't know him.

"I'm sorry Isabella. I don't have a choice." He snarled. It was clear that he wasn't repentant in the least. He didn't care about what he was doing or how much he had hurt me; not just physically but mentally as well. I had saved him. I had trusted him. Both were my mistakes to claim.

"Of course you have a choice! Why are you doing this? Dammit!" I growled as my arms were wound tightly with a material I didn't recognize. It held me in place. My arms were useless to me and I stopped my struggles. I wouldn't be able to escape.

I expected Trevor to reply, after all he owed me as much. Instead however, it was Demetri that answered.

"Persuasion is a deadly trick. Especially when it is something your enemies greatly possess. It is shocking that you hadn't first taught our young Trevor about the Volturi. You were and still remain our Princess, yet you stray away from our teachings. We are a great people and Trevor has only just learned of our power. It is no wonder he so chooses to join our steady numbers."

"I believe my guarding of the enemy long since abolished that tittle from my name Demetri. We both know full well that I am no longer considered as royalty amongst your people."

"Once a part of our 'monarchy', you always remain. You may be a betrayer of our people, but you are wrong in thinking that you are no princess. Of course, you shall return as disloyal as you left and be executed for you treason, but you are always a royal. Never forget that."

I spat at him. The fact that I had ever associated myself with the Volturi as though they were my own family sickened me. My ideals had been so wrong then. Edward had been, and would always remain, my reason for existing. If I hadn't of been so blind, I might have noticed as much before I had forfeited my everything for a life I had convinced myself I desired. Perhaps I might not have realized it then but now that I had, I knew I wouldn't be quick to give it up. The realization of what I did and did not need would hang over my head for the rest of my existence. Why had I been so blind when the truth of it all was always been laid out in front of my nose?

"For that you will pay," Demetri hissed as he lurched forward. His left hand collided instantly with my check and my head snapped to follow the direction of his blow. He had slapped me. Demetri had slapped me.

I growled furiously, as he scowled down at betrayal that I felt was instantaneous.

"You were my friend Demetri, or don't you remember? We had...an understanding of each other. You knew of my past just as I knew of yours and what? That doesn't matter to you anymore? You'd throw that all away because Caius tells you to? I had never pegged you as a follower Demetri, but a leader. Don't. Do. This."

The scowl left his face quickly, allowing pain to etch itself in its place. Just as quickly as it had appeared, it flickered away to be replaced again by anger.

"You speak of what I have done, but does that mean you haven't turned your back on me as well? Isabella you left us for the Cullens; the people who made you broken. I...I had taken a liking to you and I could have easily imagined myself living a life with you for the rest of eternity. Can you not imagine how it might have made me feel to know that you could leave that behind without so much as a second glance, or even an explanation to me? Did I not deserve one then?"

I gasped. Demetri had admitted to the one thing that I had always held suspicion towards. He had feelings for me and I had carelessly strewn them across the very ground I walked upon, walking over them without a moment of consideration. I had left him behind and although at the time I hadn't thought an explanation necessary I could now see the error of my thinking.

"Of course I should have told you and although I can spend the rest of my existence trying to make it up to you, I can see now just how much I had hurt you. But Demetri, I didn't know how you felt. How could I have when you didn't even express it?"

Felix groaned but I didn't dare peal my eyes away from Demetri's. I wanted, needed him to understand more desperately than I had ever needed anything before in my life. For, if Demetri were on my side again I knew he would fight for me; I wouldn't be alone in what was to come.

"Marcus knew how I felt and once Aro knew as well, they believed there would be conflict should I act on my feelings...They refused to let me near you unless there was absolutely no other choice. I'm sorry-," Demetri shook his head as though dispelling whatever he had been thinking, "We have to go now. I'll not stay here mulling over what could have been because there's no turning back anymore. The future has already been set."

I didn't argue anymore, didn't speak. Alice would have seen what was happening and the longer I prolonged things the sooner they would near us. I wouldn't risk the lives of the Cullens and if that meant that I would have to give mine without a fight...then the cost of my life I shall pay. Edward would not be condemned along side me.

I allowed myself to be thrown over Felix's burly shoulder as they ran. The grass beneath their feet blurred as my emotions became intoxicating. This was it. I would never see Edward or anyone else again. My life was over and I could only hope they would see that before they pursued me.

I'm hoping that wasn't too awful...? If so I'm sorry for having wasted your time...