Hey guys sorry it's been a long since I updated. I would like to announce I have a new beta that has helped me make big decisions that will help me big time with this story.

Thank you, Celene Hundor Midnight!

NOW YOU MUST READ THIS! This is the last chapter of Death Princess... but I am starting a sequel! Yay! So this sequel will be updated more often and it will be longer. More chapters, longer chapters and more organized. The sequel to death princess will be "Playing with Fate's Mistakes".

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own Twilight. The Fabulous Stephenie Meyer does.

Chapter 15

BPOV

Once the screaming started, it wouldn't stop. It was non-stop. For how much

screaming I was doing, you'd think I would of lost my voice already, but I

didn't. It seemed forever 'til I heard something other than my screaming

voice. Something so familiar. A voice. I heard a voice and it sounded

familiar.

"Bella!" a man's voice whispered loudly. "Bella stop! Wake up! Everything's

okay!"

I slowly pried my eyes open. Blinking, I gazed around. I saw Charlie was at

the side of my bed, holding one of my hands and stroking my hair, trying to

calm me. I looked down and find myself in my bed. It took me a while to

realize it was all a dream, just like all the others. The dream though was so

real, so vivid, and I could feel all of it. I started balling my eyes out,

wetting my bed covers.

"Bella?" Charlie urgently said, worry lining his voice. "Why are you crying?"

At first I couldn't answer. I was almost hyperventilating, choking on my own

tears and sobs. He watched me, stunned for a while, but then after a few

minutes, I started to calm down. The only sound was me gasping for a gulp of

air.

"It-it was a dream," I stuttered and started crying again.

Charlie looked at me worriedly, not knowing what to do. I did my best to try

to stop, but my heart shattered once more.

"Bells, you need to move on. I know how much you loved him but...maybe you

need someone new," he inquires. "Jacob has tried. Give him a chance."

Looking a little hurt that he thinks I could just move on so soon, I sigh.

"Dad, can I just have a moment. Please?" I begged, trying to be kind as I can

be, but all I wanted was to be with Edward.

Charlie hesitated, but reluctantly left as I continued to sob quietly.

Glancing back at me, he shuts the door lightly. Messy clothes and crumbled

papers were scattered all around my floor; it reminded me of my room in

Vol-Volt-Volterra...The Volturi...Princess Isabella...I sat there, thinking. Scenes of the

dream swirling in my mind. At that moment, everything became clear. I knew

what I had to do. I had to do everything I did in my dream...starting off with

Jacob and the cliff.

Jumping off of my bed, I slip on random clothes and grab my jacket and keys.

Jogging down the stairs, I past my dumbfounded father and out the door,

calling over my shoulder to him that I'm going to La Push. Slamming my door, I

start my car and pull out of my driveway...for the last time.

WOW! So this is it. The end of Death Princess... And the beginning of of the sequel "Playing With Fate's Mistakes"! Please continue reading! The next story will be filled with twists, turns and drama!

"Playing With Fate's Mistakes" will be up soon!