I Am Silent

Disclaimer: All Characters belong to Stephanie Meyers, I own zilch.

Chapter 1: Silent Pleas


There was a new vampire family arriving in forks today. Alice foresaw a man and two women. Not that it mattered, nothing mattered.

I've been alone forever, and I plan on being alone for the rest of my existence. Let's just say the past 106 years have not been fun. Being a vampire was never and will never be fun, ever, ever, and ever.

We were in Forks again, and back to boring Forks High. Things never changed, year after year after year.

I'm a junior, again, as well as Alice. Emmet, Rosalie, and Jasper were seniors.

School was boring, I had to listen to all those immature children blab on and on about the newest CD or the hottest hairstyle, as if I could care.

But today every mind was saying the same thing. "New girl" swam through my head over and over. By lunch I was debating on leaving.

This new girl was a vampire, one of the ones we'd been waiting for. Though I did not see the other two, by lunch I was ready to bolt for home.

Lunch was the worst. All the teenage girls thought it was an open invitation to stare at you, and then think you're anorexic because you never seem to eat.

When I walked in the lunchroom I spotted the new girl, sitting by the wall, doing nothing. When she saw my family she stood up and bolted outside.

As she ran I couldn't help but notice how pretty she was. Her beauty surpassed even Rosalie's, by a mile. By looking at her I guessed her to be about sixteen.

The day passed slower than the rest. After lunch the gossip picked up about the "new girl's" sudden disappearance. The funny thing was they never said her name, ever, not even in the heads of the immature idiots surrounding me.

When we arrived home there was an interesting car in the driveway. This car did not belong to us, it was a blue Ferrari. Way to blend in.

Walking in the house I noticed two vampires sitting on the couch. Both with Topaz eyes. The woman had raven black hair, with striking features. The male, who was holding her hand, had dirty blond hair that went down past his ears. His features were dull and he was about '6' "2".

"I would like you to meet my children, Edward, Rosalie, Emmet, Jasper, and Alice." Carlisle said, motioning to each of us in turn.

The male stood up. "Pleased to meet you, I'm Andrew, and this" he motioned to the woman next to him, "Is my wife Alina." They both looked to be in their lower twenties but it was hard to tell.

That's when I noticed the girl from school standing in the corner, looking down at her hands. Up close I could easily see her beautiful long brown hair and generous curves. Following my gaze Andrew answered my question.

"She lives with us, though we don't know her name, she hasn't spoken, ever."

Esme's eyebrows rose in concern, "Who changed her?" she asked suspiciously.

"We do not know, we found her in the middle of her change in the woods." Alina replied.

What the girl did next shocked us all; she stepped forward and touched each of our hands in turn. We all looked at Andrew.

He shrugged, "I don't know why, but she likes to do that." He looked around the room at our faces looking a little frightened.

"I'll show you guys to your room. Edward, take her," She motioned to the brown haired girl, "to the guest bedroom next to your room."

Then, surprising us all, Andrew whistled, a high pitched-ear piercing whistle. The girl turned towards him, like an obedient dog. "Follow him." He said pointing to me.

As if she were in a trance she turned and came to stand behind me, waiting.

When I moved, she moved as if she were a shadow of some sort. When I came to her room I opened the door and motioned to me room across the hall, "If you need anything that's my room."

She didn't say anything, she went in the room, and closed the door, silently.


I had been a vampire for 56 years 1 month 2 weeks 5 days and 3 hours. Yes, call me deranged but I kept track.

I remembered every single detail of my human life. Of my loving parents and my pretty aunt. I remember the day I turned sixteen, how I went for a walk in the woods, not knowing I would never come back.

It was crystal clear, the man, with piercing blood red eyes, the pain, the two people finding me.

I have lived with Andrew and Alina for all of my existence and haven't spoken once, why? I don't really know, I guess I just don't have anything to say.

I also didn't want Andrew to find out about my talent. With one brush of the skin I could see you past, every thought, feeling, or thing you've ever had or ever done. I can see the things you can't even remember and read them like a book.

School was overwhelming, all those lives swarming around in my head. It wasn't the blood that made it so hard, but the contact, one touch, I had your whole life's story, two touches updated it all and so forth. My head was like a record keepers library, always needing to be updated.

I didn't mind being a vegetarian, it suited me actually, I loved people, even if I didn't talk.

Today was mind-blowing, a mind reader? I knew that any vampire's talent having to do with my brain wouldn't work.

A whistle echoed through my ears. I rushed downstairs.

The only reason I responded to a whistle was because it saved me the need of having to talk, though I hated it, I felt like a dog.

For the next hour they introduced everyone with a brief summary of their lives and their powers.

The one named Rosalie told a little bit of her story, completely skipping the rape, I know because I had touched all of their hands, it's good to know what your dealing with.

Inside I started sobbing, and to my surprise the empathetic one, Jasper, began to sob out loud.

Everyone in the room looked at him but he pointed at me.

"I can't read her mind," The one called Edward said.

Andrew explained quickly about my special ability of having privacy in my brain, if only he knew.

I hated being a vampire with all my heart. I was dead, though not really, if I were dead it wouldn't hurt so much.

I turned and ran back up to the room. I wanted to cry, like I did on the inside everyday, but I knew not matter what I did the tears wouldn't come.

I pulled my notebook from my pocket, the only thing I still had from when I was human. Inside were the songs I had partially written. But I knew I would never sing them. I only sang when I was happy.

I only spoke when I was happy.

And the way this whole vampire thing was going, I would never be happy again…

JPOV(AN: This is probably the only time I will ever do Jasper's point of view. I just thought it would help the story move along. So from now on it will be mostly BPOV with an occasional EPOV).

Immense sadness was enveloping me. I was curled up into a ball on the floor. Snap out of it! I kept telling my self, but I couldn't. I felt as if the sun would never shine, ever again. I felt like dieing.

Edward you need to go see if she's alright, I projected the thought, seeing him nod out of the corner of my eye.

Chapter two: Monologue


I was sitting in my room, looking at the ceiling, when I heard a knock at the door. I didn't move.

Finally after five minutes of solid knocking the person just came in. Instead of looking to see who it was, I knew it was Edward, by the smell.

I walked to the window and looked up at the sky, the stars twinkled, light bulbs in the night sky.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Edward asked. I did not answer. "Well I guess I should tell you a little about my self, I was born in 1901…" He started with his life story that he could remember.

I wasn't listening because I knew it all already, ever though, every single thing. But I was enjoying the fact that he actually was talking to me. People always thought that because I didn't talk meant that I didn't have feelings, but I did, more so than others.

As Edward kept talking I kept listening, silently as ever. Until I finally shut the window and opened the door.

Edward surprisingly knew what I wanted, I wanted him to leave.

"Well thanks for listening." He said, unsure of himself. I regretfully shut the door behind him, had I just pushed away the one person who might want to be friends with me?