Hey, peoples! I'm sorry I didn't update for so long. I was soooo busy. Well, since my writer's block, I have come up with a new idea, and my story has taken a huge turn. It may not yet show in this chapter, but it will come up later.

Well, I'll stop rambling. R&R

Enjoy!

BTW, I am horrible at remembering to put disclaimers. So this is my last one. Officially from now on, I do not own any characters from Twilight in any chapter

Charlie POV

Bella… how could she leave me? After all this?

Her zombie state pained me enough. And all she had to do was go back to Jacob, and I thought that he would have been dependable and they would have been happy together. I was wrong.

How could I have not have seen the huge error in my plans for her? When Jacob left, she totally fell. Even worse than Edward's first leaving. I almost wish he would come back again.

But how could Bella leave me? After she knew how much I needed her?

I glanced at the clock in the car. It had now been officially 52 hours since she left; now being 4 o'clock in the morning. I rubbed my eyes.

The police cruiser needed more gas. I stopped at the gas station along the side of the road, only a mile from the center of town.

As I stepped out of the car, I heard a few shouts from the behind the building.

No, not now, I thought. How much trouble could people get in at 4 o'clock?

I walked to the back of the building, and I saw two groups of teenage boys, facing each other, guns in hands, faces threatening.

"Now, guys, do we really want to do this?" I interjected.

The people turned to face me and glanced down at my police uniform.

"Put the guns down, before anyone gets hurt," I ordered them.

"This argument is for us to settle ourselves. Go away," One boy stepped out and said, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Come on, kids, this isn't how to solve conflicts. Just put the guns down and talk it out." I replied, slightly nervous now.

"Please go away, or else, officer," the boy returned. "We'll give you to the count of three."

"Stop it, put them down--"

"One."

"Your not making a smart--"

"Two."

Please."

Three."

The boy closed his eyes and looked sorry for almost a second. And then he pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit me square in the chest.

Bella…, I thought as my world faded to black.

BPOV

Oh, my gosh! I was a vampire! It felt…good. I felt powerful.

Look at me now, Edward, just look at me now, I thought.

Oh, Edward. I am going to get my revenge on you. I'm going to show you exactly what you are missing, what you gave up, what you left behind.

I used to love you, miss you, but now that I am stronger I realize that you were the one missing out, not me.

I don't need you. I don't need anybody.

I am going to get my revenge on you…on the world…

Yes. That's what I'll do.

It's not like anyone can catch me… right?

After all, I am a vampire.

I looked down at my feet. A pile of purplish ashes was at my feet. I remembered wicked, cruel laughter from Victoria all the way to the end. I shuddered.

A burning thirst was in my throat. It was a feeling like a sore throat, only a thousand times worse. The pain was very nearly unbearable.

I didn't know how to hunt.

I was always counting on Edward or one of the Cullens to show me.

But now, I was alone. I had nobody, and nobody had me.

I started to run and smelled something …good!

I followed the pleasant aroma and it led me to a human!!!

Oh, my gosh!!

I can't kill a human!

Before I could get out of there, the monster inside me took over. And I was drinking the old man's blood.

He was struggling to get out of my hold, but was much too strong for him.

I tried to pull myself away from the old man, but my instincts were too strong.

Finally, when there was nothing left of the man, I pulled away.

WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!!!!!!!

How could I have done this???!!!

I was still thirsty, though, and thankfully, I did not come across another human.

My nose led me to a deer this time, and I did the same thing as I had done to the man. I tackled it, bit its neck, and sucked its blood. But I found that a human's blood tasted much more pleasant…

Now that my thirst was satiated, or at least as satiated as it'll ever be, one thing was checked off my agenda.

Charlie! He must have been worried sick!

I whirled around to the direction of our house, but suddenly, not even in a second, I was there. Strange. Even Edward wasn't that fast! Was this my power? Super-speed?

No. Not speed. Teleporting.

In a second, and just by thinking about it, I was at Pooh's hotel. She could tell me what happened.

When I went up to the lobby person behind the desk, he looked bewildered. Well, I couldn't blame him. I must have been dirty, covered in leaves, and beautiful beyond imagination.

He stammered a reply to my question that she had left three days ago in a hurry and he hadn't seen her since.

He also mentioned something about the how Pooh looked like the police chief's daughter, probably trying, and failing, to start a conversation with someone so stunning, and failing to recognize me now that I had changed so much.

"I feel so bad for his daughter. She went missing a few days ago. The police chief was frantic. I think she's only off, you know, for a teenage bout of temper. Imagine her regret when she comes home to find an empty house," the man continued.

I urgently demanded," What happened to the police chief's daughter?!!"

"Oh, you didn't hear? He was outside a gas station at night searching for his daughter, when he got caught at a gang shooting. That's unusual, for a town this size…"

My unneeded breath caught in my throat, and I collapsed onto the ground. The edges of my vision blurred, or at least I tried to blur them. I wished I could faint, but I knew that was impossible. Everything was a confused jumble inside my head.

Charlie, my father, dead, because of me…

So how'd you like it? I think the idea will be pretty original, but maybe I just haven't read enough fanfics yet.

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