"Let's just hope I can control myself" I said laughing as I ran towards the freeway.

I followed the sounds and smell of the busy part of town. The ground was wet and a little bit icy, girls in their stilettos slipping and sliding everywhere, I laughed at one girl in a mini skirt who slid right into a lamppost, she gave me a dirty look, but then gazed in wonder as I did a little twirl and still kept my balance, I liked being a vampire. I passed a few bikers who wolf whistled, I just turned and smiled. I could tell people knew I was different, like how people knew the Cullens were different. I could do what I wanted, don't have to be so street-smart anymore. I walked past a bustling building; I smelt the alcohol, the sweat and the blood. I retraced my steps, and pushed open the door.

The room was dimly lit, a few lights here and there, it wasn't a club it was a pub but a very lively one. Not like the ones full of old men playing darts like in London. I no longer needed to push past people; they just stepped out my way. I went up to the bar.

"Hello, lady" The tall, well-built bartender asked, and to my surprise he was English, had picked up a slight American twang but I could tell he was from Essex.

"Hello, Love" I said with a smile mimicking his accent.

"Haha, very funny, haven't heard an American perfect the accent yet" He laughed, one hand on the bar the other hanging on the rail above him leaning into me.

"Not American" I smiled and walked to where the seats where but didn't sit down. He followed me.

"Not from Essex though" He smiled. "I would say South-west but judging by the way you're dressed I'm going with Sloan"

"You think I'm a Sloan Ranger?" I laughed "Not far wrong, Knightsbridge"

He whistled. "What's a girl like you doing in a place like this then?"

"What a pub? Or Forks"

"I don't doubt you'd go to a pub" He smiled "Forks, I mean"

"Travelling" I answered watching him clean some glasses. "I decided I was sick of cold rainy London, and so I packed my things and found myself in cold rainy Forks"

"Least there won't be a weather shock" He smiled.

"True that. Anyway what are you doing here?"

"Family, my Mum's job moved her out here"

"Miss home?" I asked

"Only the Vajazzling, American girls don't seem so into it." I laughed "So what can I do you for?"

"WKD please"

"Sorry, not sold in America."

"You're joking. Are you telling me the people of Forks have not experienced the bright blue, sickly sweet fizzy wonder of WKD? Well then I'll just have to have a Vodka and Coke".

He turned around concocting the drink. I sat down and looked around, I was getting glanced at. It was terrible but there wasn't a better feeling than seeing a boy looking at you and ignoring his date.

I looked to the corner of the room, It was dim, but I could still see, a group of boys maybe 16 or 17, trust an English lad to serve anyone I laughed noting he hadn't asked me for ID, not that it would have been a problem had my little power on my side. There was one guy that stood out. He was tall about 6"2, had black jaggedly cut hair, not emo, but with a few more chops would be. He was pale, as pale as me, dressed in Black skinnies and a red shirt with the first few buttons undone giving you a cheeky view of his pecks. He saw me looking at him. I looked away quickly. Shit. Why did I do that? I was meant to be the cool mysterious one. I'm not going to be upstaged by a lanky wannabe emo. I took another quick glance. What was I saying? He wasn't a lanky wannabe emo, he was gorgeous, and you didn't need vampire vision to tell that he had one hell of a body under those clothes. If I was human I would have blushed. Which made me realise that I hadn't I killed anyone yet. I had managed to tune out their heartbeats, but of course now I mentioned it, they got louder. Then I began to smell the blood. Fuck. Why do I do this to myself? I faced forward towards bar boy who handed me my drink. Suddenly this wasn't the drink I fancied anymore.

"So what's your name? I'm Mark" he said whilst rummaging for a beer.

"I'm Faith" I said, trying to compose myself. I took a sip of the vodka and coked. It tasted revolting, I refrained from spitting it back out, and just swallowed it quickly.

"Mind if I buy you a drink, I hear British girls can out drink a small Canadian village." A deep voice said behind me. I spun round. It was the guy I was staring at. I was slightly flustered. Then I looked at his eyes. They were the most dazzling blue. Like ice, I couldn't describe it they were so bright they could light up a dark room. I quickly realised I was staring again and composed myself. Be sexy, sultry and mysterious, I repeated over and over. He sat beside me, I smelt his cologne which was nice, but I caught his natural scent which was well unimaginable; it almost was as if it was cold. Like when you poke your head in the freezer and take a breath. It was also minty but with a sudden kick of spice. It instantly hit me he wasn't your average guy.

"Thanks for the offer, but I'm good with the drink I've got" I said taking small quick sips of the vodka, as he sat on the stool next to me. I felt his warm breath against my ear as he leant in and whispered.

"You look like you'd rather be sipping something else" I began to panic in silence. He couldn't know, but it's not a dirty comment otherwise he would have used sucking not sipping, but I don't have a straw so sucking wouldn't have worked either. Or I thought to myself he just realised I'm not enjoying this drink and want a WKD. Oh fuck off I thought to myself. Just go along with it, but give nothing away.

"Cute". I replied. He looked slightly bemused. "Are you going to tell me your name?"

"Fabian" I wasn't looking at him, but at my clenched fists. The beats were getting stronger and louder, not as fast as the flutterers however, well she was a freak of nature let's face it, why would it be weird for her to have a fucked up heartbeat? I shut my eyes and dripped onto the glass. Shit I'd gripped too hard. The glass was about to shatter in my hand. I'd managed to feel the crack before it completely broke and swung my arm to make it look like I'd nocked it over.

"Oh shit, sorry I'm so clumsy I said jumping out the way so the liquid didn't get on me.

"Wow, you're not that drunk yet are yah?" Mark laughed and cleaned it up

"Sorry"

"Don't worry; get it all the time here. Forgot to charge you though love, it was $6"

"Whatever here," Fabian threw a $10 note at Mark. I was trying to defocus myself from the situation. I was beginning to smell it all some people had such sweet blood, I felt my fangs come out and venom pour into my mouth. I felt him grab my waist. "Come on let's get out of here." He said.

The wind hit me, and so did the rain. I hadn't bothered to bring a jacket.

"Here" Fabian wrapped his around me "Not that you'll need it." He smirked. I walked closely next to him he had his arm wrapped round me tightly. I could feel his heartbeat but it was much slower and heavier than the others' I've heard. I came to the conclusion I had no idea or expertise on the matter therefor would stop judging people's heartbeats until I knew what a normal beat was. Then I realised. I was walking off with a total stranger. I stopped.

"Wow where the Fuck are we going?" I said.

"Where do you want to go?" He said with a smile on his face.

"You're joking." I said throwing his coat back at him; I walked back up the way we came.

"Hey" He said grabbing my arm; I flung him off of me.

"I'm going off with a total fucking stranger what am I doing?" I sounded slightly hysterical.

"So instead you're going to wander around a neighbourhood in the pouring rain on your own. Yeah that sounds safer to me too." I just looked at him, in astonishment.

"I'll go back to the bar."

"What and kill everyone in that bar, yeah that's also a better option"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"Don't act coy, all the contacts and the: I'm just travelling act don't fool me." He said slyly walking closer to me. I smelt his minty smell again.

"What gave it away?" So he knew, whatever I don't care, he was right being him was safer than being on my own.

"Everything about you." He put the coat around my shoulders again. "Come on we'll go to my place". I didn't argue. I felt the contacts begin to dissolve. My throat burned.

"You're not a vampire." I choked.

"No, I'm not." He said guiding me down the road.

"I'm thirsty, how far away is the woods?"

"Animal blood? Seriously?" He laughed.

"Haven't had anything else." I sighed.

"Do you want to?"

"Carlisle said it would be easier if I never tried the good stuff, like if you don't get addicted to smoking you don't have to quit…if that makes sense"

"That's not what I asked. Who's Carlisle"

"He's looking after me."

"Oh, wait, Cullen?"

"Yeah, know him?"

"Sort of." He smiled. "So want to try?" Well, I did. And you only live once. Wait that saying no longer counted for me.

"Yeah,"

"Down here then." He'd led me to a park. We walked around and I saw a couple a boy and a girl sitting on a bench. The girl was crying into the boys shoulders. "Good" I heard him say to himself "See them, she'll feed me, he'll feed you."

"How will she feed you? You're not a vampire." I said matter-of-factly.

"No, but I'm not human" he smiled. "Don't say anything and try to control yourself, until I say you can do what you want. Okay?" I quickly put in the spare contacts.

"Yeah" I nodded. There was something about him; I thought the other day the only thing scarier than me would be a bigger one than me. There was something dangerous about him, and that excited me, a lot. He took my hand, and we strolled down until we were behind them. The boy turned around.

"Who are you?" he asked, he had light brown hair, and a freckled face.

"No one we were just a concerned couple, is everything all right?" Fabian said gently.

"Yeah it's nothing her parents just kicked her out that's all."

"Nowhere to stay?" I asked, I know he told me not to say anything but I couldn't help it.

"No, I'm on the streets too"

"Well that's terrible." I let go of Fabian and stroked the boy's shoulders and sat next to him. I looked up Fabian looked slightly confused. I smelt the boy's blood, it was intoxicated, but it would do.

"We were heading home and have a spare room, you too can spend the night there if you want" Fabian continued.

"The restaurant we wanted to go to is closed, so on the way we'll have dinner" I smiled at Fabian, he smirked.

"That's very nice of you ma'am, but don't take offence I've grown up on the streets and I've learnt not to go off with strangers."

"Oh, dear, how terrible; It's so awful when people so young experience such terrible things."

"Sure is ma'am" he smiled. Then I felt my power grow.

"It would really be a good idea if you came and stayed with us, we can keep you and your girlfriend safe, it's so dangerous on the streets, it would be in your best interest." My eyes stung.

"Of course, come on Jacklyn," He said tugging his girlfriend's arm. I placed the coat around their shoulders. I saw Fabian out the corner of my eye, he was staring at me.

"What?" I whispered, and smirked.

"Wait until we get to the end of the park, and I'll take lead from there, when I nod go for the boy, I want her terrified." He whispered. I liked the sound of this, something inside me, wanted these kids to scream. Then we reached the end of the park. Fabian led us through the bushes.

"Where are we eating?" The girl asked.

"You're not eating, we're eating, and we're eating here." He turned and smiled. "Faith" he said as he nodded. The Jacklyn yelped as Fabian grabbed her so she was facing, me as I grabbed her boyfriend. He tried to fight back, I laughed. He tried to punch me I grabbed his fist and crushed every bone. He screamed. I twisted his shoulder out of place yanking him to me and then I let him see my fangs and felt the contacts once again dissolve.

"What, what are you?" I heard Jacklyn whisper. Then I bit into his neck and she screamed, and cried.

"This night's gotten a whole lot worse, but don't worry it's not like anyone's going to miss you." Fabian cackled. She sobbed, and I heard her trying to get out of Fabian's grip. I drunk the boy, it was so much more fulfilling than anima; blood. I felt so much more complete, I could taste the alcohol and drugs in his body but it didn't matter. I drank the boy clean. I looked up and saw Fabian holding the girl was having a spasm her body jerking, as Fabian held her. I then saw his lips on the nape of her neck, a faint blue travelled from her body to his, the blue dimmed, and her body slowed until it stopped. He looked up and smiled at me. I smiled back.

"She's not dead" I said, I could still here a faint heartbeat.

"No, nearly but she'll wake up, sort of"

"What are you then?"

"Demon, I live on other people's energy."

"Isn't that a psychic vampire or something?"

"No, they don't exist. We feed on the really potent emotions fear, anger, and hate. When we're done and they wake back up, well let's just say the only place left for them is the asylum. Which means we can leave her and lover boy as they are, the cops will think she did it."

"Genius" I smiled. It was beginning to get light. "Shit I need to get home."

"Okay well nice meeting you, keep the coat. See you around." He said and then walked off into the distance. I left the park in the other direction. I took off my heels and gave them to some homeless lady who looked like she had my shoe size; she didn't seem bothered that my eyes were bright red.

I climbed up a building and went by rooftop until I began to see the Forest surrounding the Cullens' home. I ran until I was by Bella's cottage. I posted the money she'd given me through the letter box. Went to the house and climbed through my window.

"Where do you think you've been?" I head Edward shout angrily from downstairs. I heard the entire Family including the flutterer and Bella storm upstairs. How the hell was I going to get out of this one?