Edward took me into a clearing. I wondered what we where doing here, but soon enough I smelled something gross and very much not appealing. I wrinkled my nose in disgust and Edward simply laughed at my reaction.

"Bella, you'll get used to it" He reassured me

I shook my head in disgust and let go of his hand, stepping away from him and the smell.

"Do I have to?" I asked like a child and his face became serious

"Yes" He simply said

"Well, I think I was fine with my old eating habits" I said stubbornly as I crossed my arms over my chest

"So, killing innocent humans is okay?" He asked and I became angered at his accusing stare

"I did not kill innocent people" I said almost in a growl and his hard expression relaxed

"Can you elaborate on that?" He asked

"I don't know how to explain it. When old and creepy men would pick me up, I would be able to tell if they were good or bad, as if I had a bad and good meter. That's how I chose the bad ones over the good ones" I said hoping he didn't think I was stupid or something. He simply laughed making me glare at him.

"That's weird" He commented

"How is it weird?" I asked glaring at him

"Well, when I was a new born, I did the same thing as you"

"Can you elaborate on that?" I said mocking him, making him smirk

"Well, I went through a rebellious stage. I began drinking human blood and with mind reading, I was able to also select the bad from the good, like you did" He explained and I nodded understanding.

Suddenly, the nasty smell came closer and I stepped back, cringing at the smell, but at the same time Edward's eyes became darker.

"You actually like that stuff" I said almost accusingly and he simply shrugged his shoulders

He stepped towards the smell and I stepped back. Edward turned around to face me once again.

"Bella, come on" He said motioning me to walk with him

I shook my head in protest, but that didn't stop him. He gripped my upper arm and tried to make me walk towards the smell. I quickly pulled my arm back and growled at him.

"Edward, don't ever touch me like that" I said warningly

He smirked, making me realize he thought I was playing around. He stepped closer to me with an evil grin and I glared at him, hoping he would get the hint to stop.

"Like this?" He said taunting as he reached for me.

He quickly had me pinned against him as he held my arm close to him. He towered over me and growled as if playing around, which I wasn't. My eyes became wide and I pushed him back so hard that he tumbled to the ground. He looked up at me confused and I glared at him.

"You're an ass!" I screamed and ran off

I didn't know for how long I was running for, but somehow I ended up back at my old home. Looking at my house I realized how much more out of whack my life had become. I went through my window into my old room, which remained untouched to my surprise. I walked to my old bed and curled up in a ball and soon I was dry sobbing. It started to rain and instead of feeling sorry for myself, I decided to listen to the rain instead as it came down. I wasn't paying attention when I heard my door open. I jumped off my bed, surprised to see my mother. Her eyes widened and she took a step towards me, but it was a big mistake the minute she did that. Her sweet blood hit me like a million bricks. I grasped her in my arms and broke her neck as I bit into her. I drank her dry and let her lifeless body fall to the floor. I stepped away from her and collapsed on the floor with a loud 'thud'. The monster in me didn't realize what it had done. Instead, it yearned for more, but I knew it was wrong and that I should run, but the monster was winning.

Soon I heard someone running up the stairs and my door slammed open; there stood my father. His eyes became wide when he saw me and then when he looked at my mother's lifeless body, his eyes glared at me. He ran towards me enraged. He gripped my upper arms as he stood me up and I did nothing. I wanted him to punish me; I deserved it. He screamed and hit me, but I knew it hurt him more than it hurt me. He wouldn't stop as he cried and kept on with his beating. Soon, I was on the floor and he was kicking me as his last resort to hurt me, but I knew he was growing tired. The monster wanted him, too. I couldn't take it anymore and I gripped him by his throat and pinned him against the wall. He gasped at the sudden attack. He tried to get out of my grip, but I held him still. He tried to scratch me but he was just cutting his fingers on my skin. His blood was becoming too much for me. It was making the monster within me growl with desire. My eyes turned pitch black and I growled at him. He looked at me with terrified eyes and shoved his hands in my face which covered me with his blood in an attempt to block my mouth. I couldn't hold it anymore; I bit him. He screamed until he passed out from the blood loss. He too was dead like my mother. When I was finished I let him fall to the ground; I was satisfied.

I stumbled back and soon I was face to face with the mirror. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. I looked at the monster with red eyes and her face covered in blood. I growled at my own reflection. I glared at the monster until it cracked under my sight and I stepped back startled. Suddenly, I heard the sirens. Someone must have heard my fathers screams; I thought as I moved fast about the house. I ran down stairs and turned on the stove. I put a towel near it so it would catch on fire while I let the gas out of the oven. I ran up stairs and gripped my father's dead body, placing it on the couch and covered him with a blanket so it looked like he was sleeping. Lastly, I grabbed my mother and put her at the top of the stairs and let her fall, so it looked like she broke her neck falling down the stairs. The minute she hit the bottom of the stairs, the whole bottom floor exploded which sent me flying. I hit the wall hard almost crashing through it and soon the whole house was on fire. I jumped out through my window and ran from my house; this time without looking back.

I still felt the heat of the flames on my back, even though I was miles away now, with no trace that I was even there. The monster within wanted more while mentally, I was so exhausted. I just wanted to crawl under a rock and lay there for all eternity.

Why did life have to play such a sick trick on me?