First:
I do not own twilight ! :D
Stephenie Meyer does

This is my first fan-fiction story so...
It was written before the real breaking dawn
Please excuse me for my terrible English, I'm from Belgium you see…
reactions are more than welcome :D
And don't forget…KEEP READING

Preface

There was nothing I could do about this.
I knew it would happen when I came back.
But I needed to know. I needed to see if I was right.
I wished I was able to say something, but my throat was dry and empty of words.
Probably because of the thirst.

Edward stood next to me, holding my hand, his other hand ready to fight.
Why me, always me.
The cold, rainy forest started dancing around my head.
It was weird. Normally I couldn't faint anymore, but it felt just the same.

"Bella, are you alright?" Edward asked.
But still I couldn't answer.
I was thirsty.
"Look what you've done you..." Edward groaned.

But then, I only saw his face. His very dark eyes.
I looked straight in the eyes of my best friend...