AN: Thanks to Arabella Whitlock, who has been and is a great help to this story. Thank you so much!
Garrett POV
She will wake soon. I'm sure she has questions, and I have a few of my own. She apparently is no stanger to vampires. There was a bite on her arm that I had not made. I wanted to ask her how she got it, along with basic stuff. Like her name, for starters. I wanted to know everything about her, her past, her current life, (or at least up until she wrecked and ended it.) Of course, she may not remember any of her human life. Her heart wasn't beating when I changed her. If she wasn't my mate, I don't think she would have survived. But I think she will; slowly her cuts and bruises fade, her hair gains more color, and her bones seem to mend.
A slight stir of fabric alerts me of her awakening. She sits up and opens her blood red eyes. "Where am I?" she asks. "At my house. I'm Garrett." I desperately wanted to hold her, but I definitely didn't want to freak her out. Best to let her discover the pull and work from there. "How did you find me?" A loaded question if there ever was one. "Er, well, there a kind of pull leading me torwards you. You were, like, dead, but I had to try to save you. Uh, what's your name?" I said in a rush. "Bella. How did you stop? It's hard for even vegetarians to stop, and you clearly are not one." Bella's voice truly was beautiful. Gentle, but somehow still firm. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Vegetarians?" I said, confused. "You're a vampire right? Some of the vampires I used to know were vegetarians, meaning they feed only on animals. Their eyes were gold, yours are red, therefore you eat people." I gaped at her. " I don't know. I just knew I had to save you. It doesn't look like that bite came from a vegetarian." I said, pointing at the bite on her arm. She moved her hand to cover it. "No. Not quite," she murmured. "Can we go hunting?" she asked. I knew she was trying to act casual, but there was a story behind that bite, and I wanted to know what it was. "Sure. I take it humans aren't an option for you?" Bella shook her head. "Nope." "OK, well I won't hunt them either," I said with a grin. "You don't have to do that. If it's too hard for you, don't worry about. I'll understand." I waved her off. "Nah, it'll be fun. Little bit of a challenge." Bella smiled. Breathtaking. "Let's go then!" she shouted playfully.
Alice POV
"What did you do!" I shrieked at Edward as he walked though the door. "Nothing, Alice. She left me at the parking lot." "Edward, she's dead!" I screamed hysterically. I heard the rest of my family running torwards us. "What do you mean Bella's dead?" demanded Emmett. "Alice, this taking it a bit far," said Esme reprimandingly. "Oh my God! It's not a joke! First of all, I saw it. Second of all, she died in a motorcycle accident, and Edward's holding her helmet, so she didn't have one!" I shouted. I grabbed a piece of pare and a pencil, quickly scratching out the scene.
Emmett POV
I snatched Alice's paper the second she got done. A semi lay on it's side, partly on top of a slender girl in a puddle of blood. The remains of a motorcycle pinned one of her arms. Feeling shocked and sick, I passed the paper to Rose, who winced and passed it to Esme. A moment of silence followed after everyone had looked at it. Then the girls started crying, Carlisle just stood there paralyzed, Jasper jumped on Edward, and I stood like Carlisle. Jasper and Edward were locked in combat, destroying the house. I stood there feeling the pain of losing someone who should not have died before she even got to live.
AN: Sorry, short chapter, I know. I'm going to add more to this chapter later, then I'll do a new chapter. And again, thanks to Arabella Whitlock for helping me with ideas!