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Ally: Safety

There was no point in trying to be normal anymore. My only friends were gone and I didn't even have them for more than two days. I went home after school and cried in my room which I shared with the one girl I hated most: Erica.

"What are you crying about?" she asked snidely.

"None of your business!" I snapped.

"Ooh, snippy are we?"

I wanted to hit her, she would deserve it. Unfortunately, fighting was forbidden and with my luck, I would probably end up on the streets.

"Just leave me alone," I said, no real emotion in my voice.

"You know what? I know why you're crying."

"Oh really? Enlighten me, please do."

"You're crying because you've finally noticed that nobody likes you and you've got no friends."

Erica's comment struck home, and it hurt almost as much as my friends leaving. I have never wanted to hurt someone in all my life, I wanted to punch her and before I knew it, I had followed through. I hit her square in the jaw and laid her out in one hit. I think the only reason I managed so well was because she wasn't expecting it.

She stared up at me, shocked. "Bitch!" she shouted.

"You're one to talk," I screamed at her. "What the hell have I ever done to piss you off?"

She just stared at me, wide-eyed, her mouth slightly open. I knew that when she recovered from her shock, there would be no way I could sleep in the same room as her.

You can't stay here, said my voice.

I picked up my backpack, tossed in some random clothes, threw on my sweater and jacket, and pulled my shoes back on.

"Where are you going?" Erica asked from the floor.

"I'm leaving. I'm not going to take this crap anymore. I'm done!" And with that parting statement, I left the room, before someone came to see what all the commotion was, slamming the door behind me.

Before I left the house entirely, I crept into the kitchen and nicked a box of Pop-Tarts, Nutragrain bars, and five Capri-Sun, and crammed it all into my backpack.

What I hate most about this place is that nobody will even notice that I'm gone. Nobody will miss me. Even my new friends wouldn't miss me; they were leaving without a backward glance.

Nobody had put my face on milk cartons yet. It has been over two days and I was nearly out of food, I would have to start begging in the morning. Right now, however, I was shivering

in an alley in downtown Sacramento in the rain. I fell into a restless sleep after awhile and had a most bizarre dream:

I was huddled in the same alley I was sleeping in. There was no sound and I watched myself as if I was a different person, looking on. I was sleeping and twitching restlessly. I suddenly snap awake and stare in fear down the alley. I look and see a shadow of a person walking lithely down the alley toward me at a measured pace, crouched slightly as if ready to pounce at any moment. A car drives past the other end of the alley and the headlights throw his face into sharp relief.

He had dark, yet pallid skin, and despite that, he had this ethereal beauty that reminded me of something. He also gave off a sort of presence that was frighteningly familiar. But the most frightening thing about him was his eyes; they were a deep, dark red, so dark that they were almost black.

Wake up! my voice screamed at me and I was terrified into waking. Look ahead.

I obeyed and saw the shadow of a person, slightly crouched, stalking towards me. A car drove past the other end of the alley and the headlights light up the face of the same man from my dream, his dark red eyes staring deep into me.

I met those frightening eyes and heard a terrifying thought:

She smells so delicious… She's a street urchin, no one will miss her.

I froze up. My voice was trying frantically to get me to run, but I couldn't make myself comply. I was frozen in fear.

"Why don't you run, little girl?" asked the specter. "I can smell your fear."

"Vampire," I blurted. I knew I was right; besides the eyes, he was just like Bella, Edward, and Alice.

My outburst brought him up short. I was guessing his prey never realized what he was so quickly before. "You come to that conclusion as if you have no doubt that you are right. How do you know what I am?"

Answer him, my voice urged. Look for a reason to stall him, and take it while always looking for a way to escape. You know you can't outrun him.

"I-I met some v-vampires before," I stammered.

"I find that hard to believe," he said. "What vampire would leave a human alive with knowledge of our existence?"

"I-I have, though," I insisted. "I've met th-three."

It's working!

"Vampires don't let humans live with knowledge of us," he insisted.

"They did!" My voice was a little stronger now. I was confident that I was stalling him. "They said they had to leave because I found out, that it was for my safety."

"Safety?" he was confused now. "Who were these vampires? What were their names? Do you know?" He was very insistent and I was sure I had a way out now. I took it.

"They-they were at my school, their names were E-Edward, Renesmee, Bella, Alice, and Jacob. I don't know about the others but I'm p-pretty sure Edward, Bella, and Alice are v-vampires."

"Surname? What was their surname?" he seemed irritated.

"C-Cullen?" It sounded like a question.

Suddenly the vampire before me cursed and I flinched. "That's just great! I'm so thirsty right now, and you would be the perfect victim; no one would miss you, but you would just have to be under Cullen protection. Fantastic!" I flinched again as he threw his arms up in frustration. "Oh, don't you worry; I can't kill you. Not now that I know you're under Cullen protection. I wouldn't want to get on their bad side. Not that they're bad people, far from it, in fact, but they sure can rally a support group."

"O-okay," I wasn't so sure I could leave yet.

He sat down next to me. "I'm Benjamin. What's your name?"

"Ally."

"How long have you been on your own, Ally?"

"Three days now."

"Why are you alone? Did you run away from home, or what?"

"I lived in a group home. Nobody likes me, and I mean nobody. Except…them. The Cullens. They were my only friends, and I didn't give two whits what they were. But Edward knew that I found out—"

"He read your mind?"

"Yeah. So when he learned that I had found out, they all left 'for my safety.' Then I had nobody, and I couldn't stand it, so I left."

You fool! my voice screamed. You just told him the Cullens are gone, now he knows that they're not around to protect you!

I could feel my heart rate increase at an alarming rate.

"Ah, I see you realize your mistake," Benjamin said calmly. "It is never a good idea to tell someone who has the want and capacity to kill you that no one will miss you. However even if the Cullens weren't still here, I wouldn't want to mess with their pets. Edward has a way of finding out."

I gasped. "'Still here'?" I repeated. "But they said they were leaving."

"Yes, they're still here. Didn't you know? I was actually on my way to visit since I was in the area. You'll be coming with me of course."

No! Why?

"W-why?"

"Because you can't be out here on your own. There are vampires everywhere."

"Um...not that I'm complaining or anything, but why are you concerned about me all of a sudden?"

Benjamin smiled. "Because any friend of the Cullens is a friend of mine, and I don't eat friends, or allow them to be eaten."

Oh well that's a relief...I guess, said the voice. I still don't trust him though.

He stood up and looked down at me. "Well get up then, aren't you coming?"

Get up! my voice commanded.

I stood.

Benjamin scooped me up onto his back so fast it knocked the wind out of me. And suddenly, before we even started moving, this whirlwind of nervous air swirled around us in our own private tornado. Benjamin froze, genuinely perplexed at the strange occurrence. He waved a hand and the air stilled.

"What was that?" I asked. "Did you do that?"

"It was wind," he replied. "I could have done that if I wanted to, but it wasn't me..." he trailed off thoughtfully.

We paused for only a second longer before we were flying at speeds so fast, the scenery around us turned to a blur.

All I could think was, I'll see my friends again!

A/N: Yay! Cullens are not gone! Whatcha think my peeps? Drop me a rievew, they make me write faster!

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