I changed how I wanted to write my story, so I deleted the chapter where she tells Charlie. Enjoy! Smiles234

After two nights in the hotel room of the Holiday Inn and one long flight to Forks, the pain was gone. I woke up in the Cullen's living room. All I remember from the 74 hours is the red eyes of James and the searing pain in my hand.

I stood up, though a bit too fast. The room started to spin and I swayed, almost falling down. Edward caught me before I hit the ground.

"Oh!" I gasped. I hadn't seen him sitting anywhere in the room.

"Morning, sleepyhead." His angelic voice was slightly different; it had a rough edge to it.

"What am I doing here? Where's everybody?" I demanded. "Why does my hand hurt?" I added, though I wouldn't be surprised if it was my fault. I felt different, an odd different.

Edward pulled me up into his arms and whispered in my ear.

"We'll explain it later. Right now you need to relax."

"Okay. Wait—we'll explain later? Whose 'we'?"

He smiled my favorite crooked smile and gave me a slight push onto a couch. I tried to stand back up, but the room was starting to spin again. I couldn't figure out why I wasn't hungry. I hadn't eaten in three days. I should be hungry.

"Bella, please stay here. No you don't. Sit back down Bella."

I sighed. There wasn't much I could do but sit down, so he won.

I don't think he was gone for more than three seconds, but suddenly the entire Cullen family was around me. Alice was on my right, Edward on my left. Carlisle was sitting in the chair across the room. Rosalie sat in the chair diagonal from where I was sitting. Jasper stood behind Alice, leaning on the couch. Emmet was behind Rosalie. Esme was sitting on the floor in front of Carlisle. They were all staring at me. I felt like I was in some sort of meeting. Edward shifted uneasily next to me. Alice stared at me with sympathetic eyes.

"Carlisle?" Alice asked quietly. Edward sat frozen, glaring at the floor.

Carlisle obviously didn't know how or where to start.

"Bella." That was all he said for about ten minutes.

"Bella, do you remember last Thursday?" Carlisle asked.

I had to think for a few more minutes. "Yes." I remembered it all too clearly.

"Do you know why your hand hurts?"

"Um. Not really. Did I trip?"

"No. You remember being in the dance studio with James, right?"

"Oh, great. I cut myself with the glass from the mirror, didn't I?"

"No. But it's good you remember that part. When you hit the mirror, do you remember what happened then?"

"Ye—no. Not really."

Edward put his arms around me. Why weren't they cold?

This time it was Alice that spoke. "James…James bit your hand, Bella. We couldn't risk taking out the venom. Your… your…" That was the first time I'd seen Alice cry. Edward took over.

"Bella, you're a vampire."

"Ha. Nice try, guys. Ha. Joke's over. Can I go home now?"

"Bella, there is no joke. You're one of us now." This comment surprised me. Not because of what it meant, but because of who said it: Rosalie.

"No. No, not yet. What will I tell Renee? What will I tell my friends? What will I tell Charlie?!"

"Alice will help you with that. It will be alright," Jasper said.

Carlisle spoke again. "Bella, I know you know the rules, but we have to go over it all with you again."

I was in the living room for another hour while they explained all the rules and tips. I was crying the whole time. I wanted this, but not yet. Edward never left my side once, but Alice had to leave a few times. She was as upset as I was.

At the end of the meeting they left me to let it sink in. I didn't move from the couch. I pulled my legs up and fastened my arms around them. I rested my head on my knees and sat there, hoping it was all a dream. No, a nightmare. But a good nightmare...

Okay, so it's different. I keep changing thing to get my story to go in the right direction. If you have any comments or criticism, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE tell me! Thanks! Smiles234