Bella Salvatore POV

I couldn't stop thinking of my brothers again. If I kept doing this to myself I would go crazy, not that I hadn't gone a little crazy already. A month ago the love of my existence told me that he and his family were leaving and that I wasn't good enough for him anymore. And that's enough to drive any person to the brink of insanity.

I didn't know how I would go on without Edward. I also never told him that I'm a vampire. I'm a different kind of vampire than the Cullens though. I'm more of a traditional type. In sunlight, without my lapis lazuli ring, I would burn up. A stake through the heart would kill me and I have fangs. I have a heartbeat which is why Edward never suspected that I was a vampire and I can digest human food but it doesn't sustain me the way blood can. Garlic doesn't affect me at all but a plant called Vervain does. Vervain weakens all traditional vampires.

I never told him that I'm a vampire because I never quite knew if he truly loved me. I was always asking him if he would ever change me into a vampire but he always said no. If he had ever said yes than I would have told him what I was. I would have told him then because agreeing to change me would mean that he wanted to be with me forever instead of just the temporary life span of a human. When he left though, he confirmed my suspicions that I was nothing more than a play thing to him and that he never actually loved me, no matter how much I adored him.

I had always loved his family too. His sister Alice was my best friend and pseudo-sister. I loved his parents Carlisle and Esme with all that I had because my real father never cared much for me, and I don't remember much about my mother since she died a year or so after my birth. They treated me like their own daughter from day one. His other sister Rosalie was the only one that I didn't care for because she reminded me so much of that horrible Katherine. Both were too vain and self-obsessed to ever take notice of someone who wasn't singing there praises. Emmett and Jasper were his brothers and I loved them dearly because they reminded me so much of my own brothers, Stefan and Damon.

Though I didn't have much of a relationship with Jasper he reminded me so much of Stefan that I just couldn't help but think of him as a brother. He and Stefan both struggled so much to maintain their animal diets, but they both suffered through it because they both had such kind hearts and loving souls. Emmett's playful nature always brought back my memories of my eldest brother, Damon. Stefan and I were twins, and I truly did love him, but I always had a closer relationship and stronger bond with Damon. He was stubborn and sarcastic sometimes, but if Damon truly cared for you than he would fight 'til the death to defend you. He was the most loyal man you could ever meet.

I haven't seen my brothers in about a decade and I miss them terribly, but it's just become so hard to be around them lately. They never quit their personal war over Katherine's death . Their foolish fighting began when Stefan and I were seventeen years old and Katherine came to stay at our families boarding home. Stefan became instantly smitten with her and they soon became somewhat of an item. We all assumed that they would one day get married and even though I didn't particularly like Katherine, she made my brother happier than I had ever seen him so I put up with her.

When Damon came home from dropping out of college all hell broke loose because, he too, decided that he was in love with Katherine. To make a long story short Katherine wanted to have both of my brothers and when they told her she would have to choose between them she ran outside without her lapis lazuli ring and burned in the sunlight. After my brothers found her ashes they attempted to kill each other in fits of rage, but they both had enough vampire blood in their systems that they changed into vampires. I didn't know all of this at the time and I just believed that they were dead; I also didn't know that while Stefan had run away after being changed, Damon decided to stay and watch over me. On my way to what I had believed to be Stefan and Damon's funeral, the carriage flipped over and injured me so badly that I wouldn't have survived if Damon hadn't changed me into a vampire as well. Later on he said that he did it because he just couldn't stand to witness his "Sorellina" die. We grew up in Italy during the Renaissance so we always spoke Italian with each other and Sorellina translates to "baby sister."

Since they couldn't stand each other, I would always visit them separately. The visits were always the same. Damon would be ecstatic to see me for the first few days and we would spend time together just like in our human lives, but after those days he would slowly begin to ignore me and start plotting his next revenge scheme against Stefan. Whenever I visited Stefan the first few days were the same as they were with Damon , but then he would become moody and depressed all over again and I just couldn't stand him being so unhappy. Sometimes I would live with one of them for a couple of years just so that I could try and make them as happy as they were before Katherine came along and destroyed our family.

I needed my brothers so much. They have always been the only people able to make me really smile other than the Cullens. I have decided that the best way to try and reduce my suffering over Edward is to be with my actual family. I don't know where Damon is living so I decided to go visit Stefan instead. Currently he is living in tiny town in Virginia called Mystic Falls.