"Who are you?" I barely whispered, but I'm sure he had heard me. He smiled, and took a step towards me. "You know who I am, Isabella."
He was so beautiful. His shaggy golden blond hair, arched eyebrows, and his red eyes. He was built very well, the baseball player type of muscular. He had broad shoulders, and he was about an inch above me. His smile showed that he had beautifully dangerous sharp white teeth. He was perfect. Absolutely beautiful. He reminded me of Edward when I first met him. He's a vampire. Oh my gosh.. he's going to kill me. His eyes were kind, though. He looked like he wanted to help me. He's going to save me.
But, from what? From how lonely I've been? Because, if so; I didn't think that was possible. After Edward had left, I knew that I'd never be the same. I'd never love the same. Edward Cullen would always have my heart.
"Have you ever heard of the Volutori?" the mystery man had asked me.
"I have, why?" My eyes drifted over him, idly wondering about my father.
"I'm apart of their gaurd."
"So, you're going to kill me?"
Now, it made sense. When he would save me in my dream, he was really killing me, taking the misery and depression away. That had to be it. I didn't understand any other reason why the Volutori would send someone down here to see me unless they had found out that I knew their secret.. I knew their secret.
I'm going to die, because I know their secret and I haven't been changed yet..
"Hopefully, I won't have to. There's something about you, Isabella. You're so beautiful. Why they'd left you escapes my mind," he said lowly, in a very restrained way. "I'm going to take you to Italy, okay? It'd be much appreciated if you didn't fight with me the entire way there. I'd like very much to keep you alive. There's something about you.."
I couldn't just leave with him. What about my dad? My friends? School?
"I can't go."
"And, why not?"
"I have too many pririties to worry about."
"In two hours, no one will remember who you are. Except for the Cullens."
"Why?"
He sighed, grabbing my hand and holding it in his. "Because, its easier this way."
"But-"
He leaned in, pressing his lips to mine, slightly. "What was that for?" I asked, breathless. Not from the kiss, but from the shock. He smiled, lightly, and let go of my hand. "There is much you have to know, my darling. Can we go now?" I nodded, and turned to walk upstairs and change, considering I was in a over-sized T-shirt. He groianed and shook his head. "No time. Clothes are in the car, lets go."
And, that was it. I was on my way to Italy, with an amazingly attractive Vampire who had kissed me for absolutely no reason.