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I was very worried this morning, I'd just handed in my French coursework the night before and I was thought it was riddled with mistakes, so I was really worried I'd get a D!

As it turns out, even though I spent the least time on it due to an amazing thing known as fan fiction, I actually got the highest grade in the class!

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What happened last chapter:

Then I saw Alice's expression. That alone made me stand stock still in the road. Her eyes were vacant, expressionless, darting. A horrible wave of reminiscence washed over me. It was happening again.

Edward's head snapped up, his gazed penetrated my own. His expression was beautiful, yet unmistakable. Pure horror.

I stood there, petrified. I had no idea of what to do. Edward's eyes stopped my thoughts for a second. He was still staring at me, he gaze intent, but not in the way that he gazed at Bella, the gaze now was screaming out at me, telling me to run. What I saw in Edward's eyes, was probably mirrored in my own. Terror.

And then, it hit me.

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The Deadliest Thing Of All

Bella had steeped out the car. She turned, her face flicking from Alice to Edward and finally: me.

That was the moment that it happened, the very second her deep brown eyes met my own, it all came at me, so fast.

A thousand thoughts reverberated inside me, blinding colours, scorching light. Again, they became more composed, more defined.

A girl, small and fragile, tripping over; grazing her knee.

Living with parents, loving them caring for them, acting as the parent. Seeing their struggles. Parents splitting up, feeling distraught, living with mother, helping her, wanting her alone to be happy.

Another thousand emotions washed over me, fierce and strong, like the current of the sea. Determination. Growing up.

Not caring about herself, going to school, constantly tripping feeling turmoil, life in disarray; not knowing what to do. Mother meeting Phil, happy for her, biting back resentment, knowing what's best to do.

Moving to Forks, seeing Charlie, so happy at her return, grateful for this, glad to see him, to find similarities.

Going to school, feelings mixed, worried, anxious, still sad.

Meeting Jessica, everyone knowing her, calling her Isabella, irritation. Boys talking to her, being friendly, too friendly. Seeing resentment, in other's eyes. Seeing Edward, feelings confused, he was breathtaking, his beauty blinding, seeing hatred towards her mirrored in his eyes. Eyes black and dark, sitting next to him in Biology. Scared, of why he didn'tlike her. Why he looked in pain, why his face was so contorted in hate.

Thinking about him, accepting the new life, cooking for Charlie.

Dreaming about him.

Another flood of emotions, sounds, thoughts and feelings hit me, I heard I noise, distant; unreal. Car tyres scraping, a feeling of cold against my skin, dragging me.

Seeing Edward again, knowing something wasn't right, his eyes, a different colour. Questions swishing around. His gaze, intent, beseeching. Feeling drawn to him, more strange occurrences. His presence, his aura, filled with mystery.

A car swivelling towards her, seeing Edward in the distance. Edward stopping the car, making an indent in its side. Him staring at her, he'd saved her. With seemingly inhuman strength.

Edward not answering her questions, avoiding her, advising to stay away. Talking with him, getting lost by his beauty; unable to think straight in his presence.

Being dazzled. More dreams with him, by her side, staying with her. Meeting an old friend, tall and russet skinned: Jacob Black. Feeling warmed by him, glad for his presence. Talking with him, flirting, trying to find out about Edward.

Having more dreams; vivid, scarier.

I heard, no felt more shouts, a car door slamming, hands against my face, cool arms supporting me, sensations of falling…

Researching legends, feeling suspicious, Edward and his beauty; his cold touch; intricate eyes; his inhuman strength.

Finding out the truth.

Not caring, realising love for Edward.

Lost. Seeing men advancing towards her, air damp, hearing their cruel laughter, seeing their snarls, jeering her. Afraid. Alone. Seeing Edward, livid, his face contorted with fury, jumping into the car with him, staring at him, grateful.

Edward talking, asking theories, in a restaurant, waitress coming, feeling jealousy resentment towards her, Edward not noticing, still staring at her. In shock. Being made to eat.

Talking in a car, with Edward.

Edward confessing the truth.

He was a vampire.

Seeing pain in Edward's face, disgusted at himself. But he only ate animals, his whole family like him. Only seeing beauty, no monster.

Edward telling her: her can read minds. Feeling embarrassed, scared; remembering when he said she was hard to read, to decipher.

Edward not reading her mind.

Alice; seeing the future.

Jasper; changing moods.

More colours, emotions thundering down, over powering, falling, falling…

Edward staying with her, becoming a couple, watching her sleep.

Staying with him, kissing him. Exhilaration, anticipation, love, affection. Edward holding her, miracle cool touch, soothing voice; texture of velvet.

More information, knowledge, more vampires. Rosalie, showing dislike, Alice enthusiasm, Emmet, cheeriness, Jasper, pain. Running with Edward, feeling the air, feeling sick.

Going to a baseball match. Thunder, lighting.

Watching in awe, speed agility.

Alice, her eyes vacant; seeing the future. More vampires arriving, Edward protecting her, pulling her behind him. Seeing the other vampires.

Seeing their eyes.

Blood curdling crimson. The colour of human blood.

One vampire noticing, Edward growling. Him staring at her; red eyes seeing hers. Running. Escaping, going with Alice, Edward leaving. Worried, scared, helpless, useless.

My head was whirring, my mind slipping, the scenes continued to flash across my mind, the emotions and thoughts rapidly hitting, coming, faster. More voices, vague; indistinct. I could feel myself being lifted, the same cool embrace, but too late, I couldn't wake up. More thoughts were coming:

A ballet studio. Looking for someone, trying to save her, hearing the voice, her mother's, running, seeing a video.

Turning, seeing James, terror rising, overwhelming fear.

James videoing, hurting her tormenting her. Knowing death was near.

Edward. Seeing him, hearing him, fighting with James.

James running at her, screaming for Edward. Edward running, being too late.

James biting her, his teeth sinking deep into her flesh, her wrist burning.

Immeasurable pain hitting her. Screaming. Fire. Seeing Edward, kissing her hand, pain fading, lapsing into unconsciousness.

All being safe, Edward near, happy, content.

Seeing Edward, smiling, taking her to his house, showing presents. Opening them, cutting her finger. Jasper hurtling towards her, throwing her against glass, cutting her arm, blood flowing steadily down.

Edward hearing her apologising, shouting at her, wrath and passion in his golden gaze.

Edward remote, without feeling, asking her to follow him, going into a wood.

Edward leaving her.

Searing pain, darkness forming, unable to move, unable to live.

More memories, vast amounts of time passing. Nightmares forming, waking up screaming. Feelings of numbness and despair. Waking up, trying to get on with life. Not succeeding. Meeting Angela properly, seeing her kindness, still feeling distant. Angela advising her to see Jacob. Meeting him, seeing him, warmth returning.

Jacob acting as the sun. Forgetting about Edward, smiling with Jacob, laughing with him. Feeling safe, happy again, more content.

Jacob staring at her, confessing to her, saying she was beautiful. Feelings of excitement, tenderness, and confusion.

More voices, more sounds, I heard a name I recognised, a voice next to my ear, soothing, musical.

Jacob acting strangely. A meadow, a vampire: Laurent, wolves chasing him. Saving her. Recognising one of them. Confronting Jacob. finding out that he was a werewolf, not feeling afraid, instead overwhelming affection. Staring at Jake, seeing him more closely. in a new light. Realising Edward was never coming back. Moving on.

Jacob kissing her, his touch warm and pleasant. Not retreating, staying with him, his hands knotting in her hair, feeling his heat against her skin. Kissing him back. Laughing with Jacob, him going on hunt for vampires. Victoria was after her. Horror, fear. Running at the cliff, wanting to forget, trying to imitate Quil and Embry. Falling.

I felt sick. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't see, I couldn't even think… More memories thrashing at me, pulling me under, I felt myself drift down, too deep: unable to resurface.

Seeing Alice, hearing about Edward, hearing his suffering.

Feeling guilty.

Still loving him.

Jacob…

Edward…

More thoughts, a scene, Italy, Edward, walking into the sunlight, feeling desperation, running to him, making him stop, A clock striking.

The Volturi, menacing and powerful, Edward safe, guilt over powering her. Seeing the devotion in his eyes, loving him; but knowing he alone was not enough.

Returning back to school. Staying with Edward, needing him, his cold touch his golden eyes. An addiction. Thinking about Jacob, meeting him secretly, not wanting Edward to know, guilt and shame hitting her, not knowing what to do. Who to choose. Edward, constantly by her side, protecting her. Seeing a new girl, watching boys chase after her. Not feeling sympathy, remembering her first time here.

New girl watching her, looking at Edward. Not liking her gaze, too complex, her understanding was frightening.

Alice having more visions, acting oddly talking to the girl.

Walking out to Edward's car, Edward holding her hand, a lead weight rising in her chest, unable to look at him, loving him and loving Jacob, unable to live without them. Getting into his car. Looking out, seeing Alice her eyes vacant; having another epiphany, a vision. Seeing Edward's face contort; he was reading Alice's mind. Following Edward's gaze, seeing the girl… a thousand colours darting flashing, blinding, then darkness…

The pain had ceased.

It had stopped.

I finally had my answer.

Edward; his family, the reason why they were different.

Vampires.

Suddenly, I heard voices, sounds, everything hit me, as reality re-formed around me. Cold hands pressed to my forehead. Hard stone pressing against my back. Damp air, my own cold sweat.

With a gasp I opened my eyes.

My sight was hazy, everything was swimming; in and out of focus. A high trilling voice was speaking quickly; explaining something. I couldn't concentrate.

"She's conscious Alice, quick, we've got to move her, she's in the middle of the road!" I was being lifted, I tried to breath. It felt like I'd been winded, when I did catch a breath, I spluttered and coughed, my breathing came in out in harsh rasps.

"Alice?" I croaked, barely a whisper, no normal person could of heard it.

But then again, Alice was a vampire. She wasn't normal-she had supernatural hearing.

"Lucie! It's ok, don't worry, we're just taking you to the nurse, every thing will be ok, all ok, ok, ok...." Alice voice, yet quick and high was soothing, but she wasn't right, nothing was ok… nothing at all, everything was chaos.

I could see clearly now, I was floating, suspended by Jasper and Alice, even though I knew either one of them had the strength to lift me alone. It was all a façade. Their clever act in trying to pretend they were human, when they were not.

I could see my reflection in the window opposite. My face was drained of all colour, my lips were white, my blonde hair obscuring half of my vision. It fell down my face and shoulders, still looking neat, I wasn't bleeding, or hurt, yet I looked so breakable, so fragile.

"Lucie, I need to know if you can remember my name" said Jasper, his tawny eyes staring at me. I felt as if I was going to explode, my heart was hammering, my thoughts incoherent. But then calm washed over me, lapping gently around me in waves.

But of course! Jasper had that power…

"Put-put me down, please!" I gasped, not answering his question, they took a quick anxious look at each other and nodded, placing me on the sidewalk.

"What happened?" it was all I could ask,even though I knew the very answer. my voice was so quiet, so weak. It was pathetic.

"Lucie, you fainted, just fell down, knocked unconscious, right in the middle of the road!" exclaimed Alice, talking rapidly.

Wrong.

I'd just seen Bella's whole life, her every thought and emotion. Alice had seen a vision involving me, causing Bella to get out the car. Bella had looked at me, and then her past had hit me, Causing me to go into a state in which my body could not respond, a state that resembled unconsciousness or fainting.

"Then, Eric's car, he didn't see you, it was hurtling towards you…" Alice said, her eyes seeing too much. I couldn't really hear what she was saying, my mind was working overboard. What had she seen in her vision? "Edward pulled you away, me and Jazz tried to wake you up." she said, looking at me, her eyes wide.

"Edward…" I mumbled, it was the only thing I had heard in her speech, my mind wavered slightly. Had I said that out loud?

"Lucie," it was Jasper now, again I felt calm. It was actually quite annoying, I needed to think, Jasper's powers changing my mood was not helping matters. "Lucie, you need to go the nurse." he stated, staring at me, his pain was masked by concern, but I could still see it. He wanted to kill me. To drink my blood, but he was good, I knew this, Bella's mind had provided me with the biggest insight possible. He wasn't a killer- just a... vampire.

Then, what Jasper had actually said found me, hit home, and I nearly shouted at them, my sudden irritation breaking Jasper's calm.

"What is it with this place, and the flipping NURSE!" Seriously, I'd been here two days, TWO days, and so far, it'd been three times since I'd been nearly sent to the evasive nurse. I needed to make a vow to myself: I would never go there! Never be looked at by the evil nurse...

"Lucie…" said Alice nervously, but she was smiling, trying not to laugh at my change in mood and the now puzzled look on Jasper's face.

"Sorry Alice, it's just, I'm fine now, don't worry about me, this happens all the time." I apologised, quickly thinking on how to get away from the dreaded nurse.

"Of course Lucie, I'm sure you frequently faint, nearly get crushed by a car and then refuse to go to get your head checked." said Alice, sitting me up. Thankfully she was smiling, I knew all too well that if she wanted to make me go to the nurse, she was more than capable.

I suddenly thought of something.

They didn't know I knew about their secret.

What would happen If they knew I knew?

But I already knew the answer; It'd been shown through Bella's past.

Edward's words, "Sometimes they guess right, then we simply go, become a frightening memory."

They would leave…

"Yeah, well… I s'pose…" I mumbled, deciding just to stay quiet, gripping her hand and standing up. I couldn't let them leave. Not now that I knew that I was not the only one with a gift. I was not the only one who possessed guilt.

Jasper was behind me. Honestly, the way he stood, arms outstretched, it looked like he thought I was going to fall over.

He was correct.

The moment I stood up, a wave of vertigo hit me, I swayed and then fell, hard, into Jasper's arms. They were like granite. I was going to get a bruise.

I heard an almost inaudible wince, anyone else would of thought it was due to my weight, falling on him, yet I knew it wasn't.

He was so close to me, so close to his prey.

He must be in agony, my scent, intoxicating him.

Alice, was beside me now, having more self control, she led me outside again. Yes, I'd evaded the nurse once again! I thought; and then seriously wondered if I had hit my head, surely it was not normal to feel pleased when one doesn't have to see a nurse?

I explained to Alice I could drive, but she didn't listen, instead, her and Jasper drove me home.

They smiled at me and then drove off into the distance, I walked inside, glad I'd regained my balance then I shouted a greeting to my dad.

"Hey I'm home!" I called, albeit weakly, I needed to be alone, to think.

My father just nodded, he was engrossed in a book. Thank god. I felt like I was gong to collapse again. My stomach was churning, though not due to lack of food, and my head throbbed causing me to intake a breath.

I practically sprinted upstairs and into my room.

I curled onto my bed, pulling my knees up towards my chest, rocking back and forth.

The actual size of hat I knew about the Cullens was finally dawning on me.

Edward was a vampire.

Bella was in love was him.

Bella was also in love with Jacob.

I distantly realised, as I curled into the foetal potion under the blankets, that I wasn't acting correctly, or thinking correctly for that matter.

They were vampires.

Cold blooded, destined to destroy, destined to kill.

I, like and amongst all other humans; was their pray.

Anyone of them could kill me, with a single blow, knocking me unconscious; sucking the life out of me.

I should be screaming.

I should be running.

I should feel terror and fear. Horror and disgust.

But I felt none of those. There was only one feeling clouding my mind, obscuring all else in its path.

Edward…

The pain threatened to overwhelm me, I hugged my knees closer to my chest.

The feeling I felt was not fear nor dread.

It was far worse. It alone could ruin everything.

The feeling I had was more powerful than I'd ever felt before, it gripped me, holding me, bounding me where I lay. It was far worse than hatred, far more irrational than fear, far more lethal than horror.

Desire.

The most deadly thing of all.

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