Okay, so I've totally changed the plot. From now on, you can ignore the prologue. I've changed everything, well, at least some characters. The storyline is pretty much the same.

R&R

This is my least fav. Line ever: I don't own Twilight. I'm sick of putting it. I wonder what lawyers would do if I put that I do own Twilight… Maybe you can try! (not my fault if you get arrested) (jkjkjkjk)

PPOV

How could Bella have not told me? It hurt that she didn't trust me enough, even after I told her all about Andrew.

I called him and demanded an explanation.

"Andrew, did you know that my sister and Edward are vampires?" I demanded.

Andrew hesitated then answered, "Yes, I knew."

"Why didn't you tell me?!! I thought imprinted people were to keep no secrets."

"Pooh," Andrew said, as cool and calm as ever, "I didn't tell you because though I hate her, deep inside, I don't think your sister is bad. It would hurt to see you hurt about her action, and I couldn't have that."

I softened a little. "So why did you take me out of the hospital to Rita's house so long ago?"

Andrew paused. "Yes, it was because of that. You see, I am special. I have an unusually strong instinct. It's so strong, sometimes I just get this feeling that something is going to happen, but only with important events. I had that feeling when Hitler started the Nazi party, when Abraham Lincoln went to watch a play, when Martin Luther King went to Memphis. When I saw you, I immediately imprinted on you, something that I had been waiting for.

"The first time I saw you in that hospital next to your twin sister, I just knew. I knew she would one day get involved with vampires, and I couldn't have you associated with them. So in the middle of the night, I took you to your mother's twin sister's house. I had known them. In fact, I had lived in the same town your mother and aunt did when Mt. St. Helens erupted."

Andrew told me about his story. "What happened to Bella? Did Jacob actually break her?" I asked with wonder at all this new information.

"Well, in a sense he did, but he wasn't the one who made the big break. He wasn't the one who left her like that, all numb and hurt with a gaping wound that wasn't ever to heal. No. It wasn't Jacob. It was Edward."

"Was that the Edward I saw at the store today? The one with the bronzish red hair that Bella said was her boyfriend? You know, that's the first time I've seen her truly happy? Actually truly happy? I mean, around me, she's happy, but I can still see the pain in her eyes," I said, thinking aloud.

"Yes, I would probably suspect that that was Edward. Do you want to know her story? It was a tragedy until recently," Andrew told me.

"Yes, I would like to know," I replied, speaking eagerly and thoughtfully into the phone.

"It sort of plays out like a fairy tale, though it is sort of disgusting to like a vampire, if I say so myself. About a year ago, Bella, still human, met Edward at school. He was handsome, dark, and mysterious. He saved her life a couple of times, but with no explanation. Then she found out his secret: he was a vampire. He thought that she would hate him for being such a monster, but she said that she didn't care.

"That started it all. They were soul mates, quite like me and you. It was very deep. They overcame a vampire named James, but Bella was almost killed in the process. Edward then left her. Just left without an explanation, only saying that she wasn't good for him. He really left because he didn't want her hurt by his kind, wanting her to have a happy life.

"She broke into pieces, what you see now. It was impossible to heal. Every time she thought of him, she would wrap her arms around herself, holding her together.

"Then Bella met Jacob. He wasn't Edward, but at least he could make her relatively happy. She found out Jacob was a werewolf, but that didn't bother her much. Then one day Jacob imprinted with another girl and left Bella. She was broken even further, like a vase that has fallen on the floor, broken into a million pieces, and then somebody come over and digs their heels in all the pieces, making it worse and unrepairable."

I was crying by this time. Who knew Bella's life had been so sad? I understood why she was always so sad now. If Andrew left me like that, I would be exactly what she was.

"The werewolves have been keeping tabs on her. They know that she was changed into a werewolf. They know that Edward is back, and Bella has forgiven him. And so the story stops right here. The handsome prince comes back to rescue the fair maiden and they live happily ever after," Andrew ended.

I hadn't really forgiven Bella for lying to me, but I guess it wasn't really her fault. It must have hurt too much.

I guess things were happily ever after. Edward and Bella had found each other again, and I had Andrew. The fairy tale ends where there will never be trouble again.

BPOV

As I saw Pooh storm out of the store, my heart broke into a million pieces.

I turned to Edward and cried into his shoulder.

"How could I have lied to her? How could I have done that? Now she'll hate me, the only person that I had come to love after you," I sobbed.

Edward wrapped his arms around me and patted my back. "It's alright, it's alright," he kept on whispering as I cried.

Suddenly he tensed, as did I. There was a smell. A sweet smell. The smell of another vampire, and unfamiliar one.

They were right outside the store, and they somehow smelled familiar.

Edward and I stalked out, wary. They were deep inside the forest by the store.

As soon as we reached a clearing, we saw them. They looked like they had been expecting us.

There were about 20 of them.

"So, Edward and Bella, enjoying your happily ever after?" a voice sneered. "Because it's not going to end that way. Might as well like it as long as it lasts."

"Vic-victoria?" I stammered out. She was dead. She was supposed to be. I saw her ashes. I saw her get killed. She was dead!

"You are supposed to be dead," I said, incredulous.

"I am supposed to be, but I survived. In fact, I fooled that werewolf. Ha! Obviously wolves' eyesight is not that strong when they are wolves. In fact, at last minute, I had made a dummy of myself, which he burned! Ha!" Victoria gloated.

Edward growled beside me.

"Well, I'm tired of just talking, so let us kill you faster so that I can get on with my life faster," Victoria said.

With that, all the vampires came charging at us.

I was dealing with a huge female vampire with an evil grin, her eyes black with confidence and

hunger. She was pretty strong.

Punch in her stomach, blow to my head, trying to grasp her around the neck, and failing to do so. I knew I was losing, and I glanced at Edward. If I died, he still would have to get out of this safely.

He was just about as hopeless with me. Currently he was taking on 5 vampires bigger than Emmett all at once.

Frustrated, I used more energy, not for my life, but for his. Victoria was just standing long the sidelines laughing.

I groaned as I took a blow to my arm. She was tugging at it, and it was threatening to come off. Well, I loosened up and made myself as light as I could, so instead of just getting my arm, she got the rest of me, which meant I was still in one piece. I was still together, but I was worried about Edward. He was losing.

I ran over and tried to help him, but was stopped by 6 vampires in the process. This was futile. We couldn't win. There were just too many of them and too little of us.

I screamed as I felt a hand pulling my head back. Suddenly they all tensed and stopped with their fighting.

I heard a growl. Not from a vampire. But from a werewolf.

Woo! The werewolves have arrived. Will they be enough to save Edward and Bella?

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