"... and in other news, An amazing doctor from Forks, Washington-- most likely the best in our country-- is on the phone with me. I contacted Doctor Carlisle Cullen last night begging for this interview, and he just agreed. Doctor, is it true, the rumors of you, your wife and family coming to the big apple? 'Yes. Actually, my youngest son, Edw--' my sneaker promptly collided with the radio, and I heard it crash to the ground.

That's all I needed to hear. I knew who was talking, and who about. Even though it was over a century and a half ago, I remembered them as if it was yesterday. Their beauty, their kindness. Or so I thought. I hopped off my bed, grabbing my jean skirt, and pulling it on. I pulled off the oversized t-shirt I've been wearing all day, and replaced it with one of my favorite black halter tops. I had enough of it. All on the news was Cullen this, Cullen that. Couldn't they shut up about those traitors for one moment?

"Janie, I'm going out!" I called, brushing my hair. I heard something from downstairs, I guess my room mate calling out in acknowledgment of my words, and I walked into the bathroom, opening the window. I climbed out, carefully stepping on the fire escape, then climbing down the ladders. I hadn't seen those backstabbing vegan vampires ever since they left-- now, all of a sudden, they're back? How, to me, is that fair at all? I waited years for them! I waited years for him. He left without even goodbye, or sorry!

as I reached the end of the last ladder, I hopped down easily, my knees bent in a crouch. I tilted my head back, smelling for the closest smell. I smelled a human, not fifty meters east, and walked that way. I was hungry. When they left, I tried to stick to their vegitarian philosophy. I tried. But when I accidentally slipped up once.. I not-so-accidentally slipped up more. And now I don't hunt animals at all anymore. It brings back too many memories of them. Which were the last thing I needed anymore.

I stood straight, and followed the scent. The sun had already fallen, so for now I was safe from exposure. I disliked, immencely, how I had to avoid the sunlight in such a beautiful city. Despite how it smelled of rotten, moldy garbage, it was still New York. I remembered, Rene had sent me an email, so many years ago, telling me of her travels here. I'd felt so tempted to visit her, but something told me that if she saw me, which she probably would, I'd scare her.. still looking as I did my wedding night.

I saw the young man a few feet away, and smiled my cold smile. I walked up to him, putting a hand on either shoulder, then running them down his chest. He felt my cold hands, and jumped a bit, but turning around he smiled. "Hey baby." he said, his voice deep, but still young. I nuzzled my head against his neck, and he turned around. The pulsing music from the club next to us buzzing in my ears. He turned around, and pulled me close, I didn't let him kiss me. But, I made him tag along. He was a desperate boy, around eighteen or nineteen. Freshly graduated. Too young, in my opinion, to have a family. So, no one of importance would miss him. I brought him to an alley, him eager for what might come. I felt him kissing my neck, as I avoided his face. Which made me laugh. As the neck exposed it's self, I sunk my teeth in. He didn't notice, at first. But as his blood began to deplete, I heard him scream.

Too late now, baby I felt my hunger begin to lower as his life began to fade. As ran my hand on his chest, and felt his heart slow to a stop, I pulled away from him, dragging the boy behind a dumpster. Headlights illuminated the alley, catching me as I turned around to leave quickly after depositing the carcass. my eyes widened to see a shiny silver volvo. It can't be!

My worst fear was shown as the copper-haired angel-faced seventeen year old walked out of his sleek car. I backed up at the sound of his voice. "Bella?" he said, my eyes widened even more. I was cornered. "E-edward?" It didn't occur to me the bright red, wet blood was all over my chin and still dripping fresh from the young man I killed. He spotted it, and his eyes widened almost as much as mine. "Bella, is that you?" his voice made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up; it made goosebumps appear on my legs and arms. It wasn't so much a soothing, comforting voice anymore. It was one I associated with pain.

He came closer, and I felt myself back up a bit more. He kept coming. I kept backing up until finally, I hit a brick wall. My common sense told me to run. But I couldn't. I was immobilized. Edward saw the carcass. His nose wrinkled. "Did you kill him?" He said in a non-accusatory, understanding way. I took it as condescending. "Yes," I hissed out. "What are you doing here?"

He stopped at the sound of my angry voice. "You haven't heard the news? We decided to come back." He said, I hated how kind he sounded. I bared my teeth. "Good for you. Why are you here." He looked taken aback. "I heard the screaming. This man," he motioned to my latest kill, "Wasn't only yelling, he kept thinking Vampire. She's a Vampire! over and over, loudly, in his mind. I only followed the sound." I looked away, wishing I could still cry. I felt a dry sob reaching my throat. I managed to stifle it after a moment, and breathed in deeply. "I wish you hadn't, Edward." He didn't stop. He came closer. I tried to back up more against the wall, even though it was futile, I was as close as possible.

He tried to talk again, "Bella, I'm sorry--" I growled, "It's been a century and a half, Edward. Don't you think It's a little long to wait? You didn't even say goodbye!" I was almost in hysterics. I never thought I'd have to say anything to him ever again. "I waited for you, Edward. I waited years, hoping you would come back to me. I thought the marriage actually meant something!" Shrill and indignant as I was, I was glad I was able to say this. Edward stayed quiet, "You're right. But we couldn't have told you. You don't understand--!" that was it. He was too close now. I saw the opening, and ran. I ran as fast as I could as far as I could from that area.

When I finally opened my eyes, I saw I was in the woods. A ways away from my apartment with Janie. I was hyperventilating as I sat beside a large tree. How could he come back? How dare he try to apologize. A few feet away, I saw a figure, and in the moonlight, it's skin was obviously too pale for it to be human. "Alice?" I choked out, my eyes wide. She nodded, but I moved away. Would I be tortured with their arrival to this huge city as I was with their departure?

I honestly could say I doubted it would happen any other way.