Nicci's Note: It feels great to be back! Okay, my first chapter rewritten! I am not Stephenie Meyer or her publishing company, so I do not own any of her books, ideas, characters, or awesomeness.

Heart Bleed By Nicci or ForbiddenAppleTree

Chapter One: Fate

For whatever reason, you must not believe you are just a given.

Everything that happens to you in your life is fate.

If you continue to live through mistakes, then that is a blessing.

Jhillian's POV

The hazy blue night was bleached with silver streaks of moonlight. It illuminated the inside of our car, glittering off the glass and blood on the seats. The entire situation was depressing, seeing the new station wagon crushed, the people dying.

I glanced at my sister's coma-like state. Blood gushed out of a wound on the side of her head, its flow unending. She breathed in swallowing it with no way to move her mouth away.

Gently, I nudged her with my shoe. She groaned, but rolled onto her back; to cleaner air.

"Thanks," I murmured. The one time she listens to me is when she's nearly dead.

The sky abruptly lit up, showing a skinny flash of lightening farther out in the forest. Rain began to rhythmically drum on the roof. Again, the dark whitened, yet the lightening was near.

The pouring rain was muffled by a greater sound. It was the distant crack of a tree's trunk breaking. I had only heard it a few times in Texas, but each signaled danger.

I leaned forward, trying to open the child safety locks. My fingers barely brushed against the back of the passenger seat.

Hastily, I squirmed and jerked around, struggling to slide from under the the jammed seatbelt. I could immediately feel a relief from the pressure that used to be on my lungs as I moved free.

The roof's metal let out an ugly screeching sound… Then, I could feel it.

Jagged bark scraped against my neck and back, blood easily trickled out onto my clothes. Branches from the window side swung in and slashed my cheek and arm. I fought against the stinging pain, looping my arm stupidly between the branches. SNAP!

Tears spurted from my eyes, the break was obvious. I didn't bother to pull away, just hung there like a forgotten flag. The world went dim.

Jhesibelle's POV

I let my eyes open slowly, taking in all the damage. I knew the silence in the car too well. It was Death's music. The eerie sounds of nothing.

"Doll," My voice was scratchy from fear and blood. I could see her silhouette against the window. Her arm was disorientated in the tree. My eyes felt watery.

"Why?" I looked out the window, into the dusk. "Why?"

My eyes lost their focus for a while and the scenery became a blur. That didn't stop me from seeing the figure approaching my window. I wanted to be brave, to keep quiet, but so much had happened in a short time. I screamed.

Glass flew out in every direction, a pale hand cracking it without using pressure. A smiling face watched my, its eyes warm amber. Blood was tattooed around his mouth. He watched me for a bit, his face softening as he saw my fearful expression.

"Shh… Don't be afraid…" He leaned closer into the window and snapped.

******

Two others snatched him away from the car, coaxing him into calming down. He was still snapping as the muscular one towed him away.

I froze with disbelief as the other one reached out to me. I let him save me from our car. He was beautiful, even with the strained expression on his face. With a hint of disgust, he placed me down on the grass and strolled to the other side to get my sister.

He pulled the door, so that it could easily open ad snatched Doll with that same look. The stranger carried her to me and set her down.

"Wait here," His voice flowed with trust, yet doubt. I stayed.

******

The car was more comfortable than I'd expected, soft seats and even movements. Each of them seemed strained, especially the blond one.

"Where are we going?" I stared at the bronze-haired one, he was the only one who talk to me.

"The hospital. You're sister is dying." He glanced at me. "And you're not doing much better."

I nodded, watch the stars speeding behind us. For once, they didn't seem bright.

Nicci's Note: Yeah! Read and review because this story is on a roll!