"Bella?"

Was I really that terrible?

"Bella?"

Did I drive her to this? Could I possibly driven my own sister to hate me? Was all that sibling love a lie? Did she really want me as far as possible? I hoped it was all fake, that her words were lies, but i was just lying to myself. It's real. It was true. She did hate me. I saw it in her eyes. I tried looking for something in her gaze, just to see the lighting of her topaz eyes, to see if she was lying. But they showed nothing. Her words were genuine. She wanted me away from her. From her family. From him.

"I was better off when I thought you were dead"…..

"Bella look out!"

I shook my head, trying to remove those thoughts from my head. I tried concentrating on the wary voice that yelled. And when everything came back into vision, I saw that I was heading towards a pole.Oh great, i could hear the humans now "Oh no! Bella King just turned that giant pole into smithereens!". I rolled my eyes. how to explain this?

"Bella!"

Before I could crash into the pole, not that I would have done any damage to it, I was thrown off my board. I closed my eyes as I rolled onto the pavement.

"You have to stop zoning out like that," Mark said laughing lightly. I opened my eyes to find that he was on top of me. We were splattered on Forks High parking lot. I noticed that the Students around were gawking at my fall, and at Mark's dramatic rescue. I even saw the Cullen's staring back at us. I began to feel that throbbing pain against my chest. I felt a sob forming in the middle of my torso, wanting to escape. I couldn't believe that I lost so much...

"Are you okay?" Sarah called, giving an 180 turn on her board. "You kept riding rather fast. We weren't aware that you zoned out, and by the time Mark noticed you weren't responding you were headed for the pole, and well-" She tried giving me a smile. "It would be a hell of a story, when the students realized a "120" pound teenage girl knocked down a heavy metal pole."

"Were you guys better off when I wasn't with you?" I asked my family, as Rosalie's words were sneaking back into my head. Sarah and Mark stared back at me in shock and confusement.

"Was eternity better when I wasn't around?" I asked, still laying on the floor. I was so focused on their faces, that I didn't realize when Mark stood up, or when the rest of my coven approached.

"Bella," Sarah sighed sadly. "Please, stop it," She tried commanding me, but she knew it wouldn't stop me from thinking about it.

"You shouldn't have rescued me Luis," I said to my brother. "I wasn't worth it," I added.

"Bella," Luis shook his head. "You haven't said a word since…you know. And the first time you decide to start talking again, you ask this? It's ridiculous. We are a family. The King's are one," He said proudly.

Yesterday, after the incident, I ran straight to my room. In that mere millisecond that it took me to run up the stairs, I heard Sarah and Mark ask why i was crying. They raced up behind me, banging on my door. But they didn't dare to break it down. They knew i would have gone off on them. But the truth was, that in that moment, all i needed was someone. I needed someone to tell me that it was all going to be alright. That everything was just a lie, and that Rosalie would come. But they didn't. They know that I'm strong. Well at least I was. Five minutes after, Joseph came home. He told the rest of the coven what happened. And from upstairs I could hear Sarah swearing, she wanted to hurt Rosalie. And I could hear Mark growl, he wasn't too happy that Edward took an interest in me, and let alone that he had another mate. I stayed secluded in my room the rest of the night, not saying a word to anyone. It would have caused all those cries that i managed to suppress inside, to scream out.

"No," I whispered at him. "The King's don't exists." I said sadly. "You're the Taylor's. You've always been you. Just because I came along you guys left your entire way of being to please me. We became the King's with lies. Just lies," I mumbled.

"Bella," Luis said again. "Why did you chose to be a King?" He asked me. "What was the purpose for you to chose this name?"

For that feeling. The feeling that drove Nathan King to his death. For that feeling that was taken away from me when Royce King left my sister to die in a cold street. It was all because of that particular feeling. The one that makes everything fall into place. For good or for bad.

"Because of love," I said closing my eyes. Sometimes I missed being a human. But much more the characteristics. When I cried, I wanted to feel the tears. Just so I knew I was real. Not froze at sixteen forever. Knowing that my heart would never beat again, or those tears that I desperately wanted to roll down my cheeks, would leave my pale face trail-free forever.

"Taylor, was always going to be a reminder of our past lives. And the tragic ones that they were. Of bad and cruel memories. And once you came, everything did a complete turn. The Taylor's disappeared off the vampire radar. And then the King's were born. We became much happier people, we became a real family. And you even expanded it," He said putting hand on Josephs shoulder.

"Bells, toughen up. My human girlfriend can take a better fall than you can," Joseph laughed. He stretched out a pale hand to me. "At least you will always be our family," He whispered In my ear as he pulled me up.

"So what now?" Sarah asked me.

"We go to class," I said picking up my board

"Nice fall out there King," Lauren snickered as I walked into my History class. "Nice nose job Mallory, hopefully next time they manage to tighten your face, it's getting rather saggy," I rolled my eyes as she pulled out a mirror, and began examining her face.

I took a seat at my regular table. I was thankful that he wasn't here yet. Hopefully he would spare me more pain by not sitting here.

"Hey," Argh, I spoke too soon. I felt the chair next to mine, squeak on the floor as Edward pulled it so he could sit

"Bella," I closed my eyes tight. Damn him! His velvety voice pained me so much. After all he lied to me. I thought he….loved me. I thought he felt the same way. I thought that what I was seeing in those beautiful liquid gold eyes was mutual. I never realized that it was all in my head. I dreamt it all up. He didn't love me, he has a mate. I'd give my board to bet that she is a stunning blonde vamp. Just as gorgeous as he is. Someone more than I will ever be.

"Bella," He whispered again. "I'm sor-"

"Don't apologize Edward."" I said looking down at my hands. I could bare to look at his godly face. "It's not like we had anything anyway, it was just a kiss," I said.

"I should have told you about Tanya," He continued. He ignored my comment.

"You didn't have to," I replied simply.

"I owed it to you," He said.

"You want to know a secret?" I asked him. I bit my lip, as I dared to face him. My eyes quickly met his. Damn dazzling vampire. We locked eyes for a moment, and then he nodded. "I'm a dreamer," I began. "I tend to see things where they usually aren't. When I was human, I used to fantasize about supernatural phenomena, and mythical creatures. Then one day, I happened to be turned into a vampire, and I think to myself, 'Maybe anything is possible". And you come along, making me dream that love is real. That I could possibly love someone, and need some one. You made Bella King, Ms. Independent, want to be with you forever. But I was stupid to believe in that or you," I said,

."I saved you," He said, looking away. His gaze went to Mr. Lewis, the History teacher.

"What?" I asked puzzled.

"I didn't know until a couple of days ago. When you were telling your story, of how you were transformed. About Golden Field, about the boy calling for you,. I realized it was you. Your that girl, that intrigued me one day eighty years ago. The one by the school house. The girl with the most mesmerizing brown eyes, the one's full with depth. And then, I followed your scent one day, when I saw you running through Golden Field. I was away from Carlisle because he was treating your sister, and I hated being their during transformations. I saw Nathan King running after you, I thought he was the one making you cry the way you were. And before I could turn around to go after him, I saw the red-eyed vampire leap towards you. It was too late to save you from getting bitten, but it wasnt too late to save your life."

I knew it! I knew I recognized those golden eyes. And to think, the mysterious Golden-eyed stranger that I was so romanticized with was the one and only Edward Cullen. Ha! How could I have not seen the signs form then? The first time I saw him, he vanished. And he left me alone, in the woods, and he didn't save Nathan!

"Mr. Lewis," I called the teacher as I raised my hand.'

"Yes Ms. King?" He asked form his desk.

"I'm not feeling well, may I go to the nurse?" I asked politely.

"Sure. Mr. Cullen help Ms. King to the nurses office,"

"I don't need his help sir," I said to Mr. Lewis. He nodded and turned back to the History book he was teaching from. I picked up my skateboard from the floor, and turned back to Cullen.

"You should have let me die,"