Bliss… That was the only way I could describe how I felt. The cold water drained every ounce of heat within my body leaving only the cold. I could feel nothing but the fiery sting against my skin. But bliss never lasts forever as I felt two solid arms gripping my waste and pushing me towards the surface.

The fresh air farther cooled my frosty skin once I was fully out of the pond. The water slowly began to turn to ice as Rosalie began running home. I knew I was cold, I could feel my body shaking violently as the wind kissed my wet face, but I was numb emotionally and physically; if I was in a better state of mind I probably would have been worried but all I could think about was how content I was at the moment.

Slowly my eyes began to drift closed but an annoying shaking woke me back up.

"Anna, you need to stay awake. You can sleep soon." Rosalie's panicked voice reminded me of another time… When Alice was running me to their house; what was it with this family and keeping me awake? I would have laughed at the irony but my eyes began shutting again against my will to keep them open. Finally I gave up and they closed, but I was still slightly conscious.

A temperature change announced the entrance of the Cullen home as Rosalie called out Carlisle's voice.

"Where have you been Rosalie? And with Anna…" Carlisle stopped mid sentence no doubt when he saw both of our drenched bodies, me barely alive. "Hurry up and help me get her out of these clothes."

I could feel myself being placed gently on a soft surface; probably my…my heart clenched…their spare room, and could feel my shirt being removed.

Six months ago I would have been embarrassed but now I was used people pulling off my clothes, I tried fighting it but like usual two strong hands held mine so I couldn't fight. Tears rolled down my face as I waited for what was to come. I still couldn't open my eyes as the images of the men who abused and raped me flashed behind my clenched lids.

I could feel hands touching me and instinctively I cringed away from them. Nothing was making sense anymore, I knew I was at the Cullen's house and that they wouldn't do anything to me but I was too far gone in the horrible memories.

"Please… stop! I don't know where they are!" I screamed when I felt someone unbutton my pants.

The hands holding mine down suddenly released me. I automatically brought my knees up to my chest and wrapped my arms around them. I was shaking and I knew it wasn't from the wet clothes. I may have been used to it, but it still terrified me as the images slowly faded away. I could practically hear their horrible voices whispering promises of "Until tomorrow."

"What's wrong with her?" Carlisle quietly asked Rosalie across the room. I don't think I was supposed to hear what they were saying but I guessed my hearing was more advanced from the change.

"She was raped Carlisle. I don't know how I know that, but one second I was holding her chin so that she would look at me and the next I was thrown into some sort of a dream like reality watching Anna get…" She choked "Carlisle, those men. So many of them, I could see the look of defeat on her face; that look! Oh god… I thought I was done with this!"

I could hear Rosalie's broken sobs getting more distant as her and Carlisle walked out of the room and down the hallway. No more than a couple seconds later I could feel a tiny familiar hand brush the hair out of my still closed eyes. Even though I knew who it was I flinched and curled my arms tighter around my knees.

"Oh Anna… what happened when we were gone? I wish you would tell me. In a day you will become a vampire, and then what will happen? This was a mistake… I shouldn't have even met you… but god am I happy I did." Alice whispered quietly while stroking my hair softly.

I was positive that she wasn't intending for me to hear her say that, but I did, and I was so confused about what she meant. Why is she happy she met me? Did she enjoy killing me? I couldn't handle it anymore. I knew the Cullen's were good people but were they really? Maybe Edward was right and they were all monsters; not because they are vampires, but because they openly hurt humans in this way.

My thoughts drifted as I felt the welcoming numbing feeling of sleep pulse through my body. Tomorrow would be my last day.