A/N: Wow, an update! This one will be slightly longer, but still short, as I have exam study guides to complete! Please review, they really make me happy, and I want to be happy when I go to my first exam on Monday! And if you'd please read the story my friend wrote and posted on my site, I'd be most thankful! Enjoy and review!

Giving Up

I stood in the rain in front of my family's tombstones. The funeral had been over for at least two hours and everyone had left. Everyone but the Cullen's that is. It was weird, the way they watched and judged my every move. It was as if they were waiting for some sign. Sighing, I knelt down and lightly traced the inscription on Daniel's grave:

Beloved son and treasured brother of the Hunter family. Rest in peace for all eternity.

I hadn't heard anything about Emily, and the Cullen's sure as heck weren't revealing anything to me. Absentmindedly, I cradled my shattered right arm. The Dr. Cullen had told me that it was going to have to be amputated, unless… I would never know the other option, since Edward had cut across his words with a warning hiss.

"You look lonely." I whirled around and gazed up at the tall and stunning figure. He was easily over six feet and absolutely gorgeous. His hair gleamed gold in the faint light, and his eyes shone the color of molten gold. He was literally gold, except for his pale skin and clothes, that is.

"Who… Who are you?" I managed to choke out.

He grinned. "Andrew Hanover. I'm Alice's…." His voice trailed away and he hesitated.

"He's my brother." Alice said, appearing suddenly at Andrew's side. "And it's time you went back to the hospital."

"But, I want to stay longer!" I protested.

"No, your arm isn't getting any-" She broke off and a far away look came into her eyes. She shook her head after a moment and started towing me to the car. "Edward, make sure this girl eats!"

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Three weeks had passed since the funeral, three long and tiring weeks. The reality of my family's death had sunk in two weeks ago and I hadn't stopped crying yet. I refused to eat and wished for relief from the pain of their passing. Every thought of them pained like a rusty and sharp knife was carving a hole in my skin. The Cullen's had become worried; they'd tried to force me to eat, but I repudiated. They couldn't make me, no matter how much they wanted to. I'd grown hungrier as the days had passed, first one week, then another. I knew I was getting closer to the edge that was death, the blackness of death, but I didn't care. My parents and siblings were gone. What was there to live for?

"Your sister isn't dead. Whatever gave you that impression?" Edward said from beside Alice's bed. I'd left the hospital and gone to live at their house two days after the funeral, and for that I was grateful. I didn't ever want to go back to my house.

I growled at him. Knowing Edward, he was probably saying that to get me to eat.

"I'm not. She really is alive, and if you eat, you'll see her again."

"Get out of my head! I don't know how you do it, just get out!" The effort to shout left me panting and out of breath. The world spun and I shut my eyes. Not for the first time, I wished for food, but I wasn't going to cave.

"She's getting weaker." Andrew said. My heart fluttered hyperactively.

"I know that!" Edward snarled. "Heal her!"

"I can't heal starvation; surely you know that." He paused. "Why do you care so much, when you have your Bella and Nessie?"

"Nessie has grown attached to her and Emily. That's why." It was as if I weren't in the room any longer, as if I weren't there.

"She won't live much longer, and neither will Emily. We can still save her." Andrew tugged at the neck of his turtleneck sweater, clearly uncomfortable.

"She's only sixteen, and Emily is eight, and could still be considered an immortal child." His voice cracked. "You know how much trouble that caused us, and you weren't there."

"Change the girl then. She'll just be miserable, compared to the happiness she'd feel if Emily were to live."

"Change me? What are you talking about?" I whispered, confused. They jumped and looked around.

"Nothing, nothing at all." Andrew said guiltily.

"It didn't sound like it."

"Andy, should we tell her?" Edward asked. In response, Andrew sighed, his body sagging.

"Melody, we're vampires."

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