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The song I've used is Drift by Forty Foot Echo

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Funeral Of Hearts

Bella's POV

The cool breeze of the night was leaving its traces of shivers along my body, reminding me once more that I was still alive and that I had to live in this nightmare that life had sprung upon me.

The car, which at first seemed a good source of protection, did nothing for me now in shielding me from the bitter autumn breeze. I looked to my left where the traffic light was embedded deep within the ground, where red was flashing towards me.

My face reflected in the mirror, was damp from the tears that were now falling uncontrollably; making my sight even more distorted than it already was. My protests against them were no contest for the inescapable tears; I was weak, I always had been and forever be.

The crescent moon seemed to be the only source of light apart from the one radiated by the traffic thus making my world being surrounded by the inevitable charcoal darkness. The streets were empty, mirroring my present feelings and the hollowness felt for the last few months.

In all our lives, we have moments where we find ourselves at a crossroads. Where the choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. And, of course when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back. Me? I was sick of it. Tired of life, Tired of trying, Tired of running like the coward that I was. I needed change; so much that the word didn't measure up to the craving which I held within me.

I shifted my sight upon the traffic light once more, realizing that whilst I was succumbed with my own thoughts, the light had altered and was now once again red.

A newly-found urge suddenly came over onto me. The thought may seem unbelievably thoughtless and dense but I wanted nothing except control of my life, the life that had been taken away from my grasp and in that moment, I recited a quote from Invictus:

"Beyond this place of wrath and tears looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years finds, and shall find me, unafraid. It matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll. I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul."

In that moment of clarity I knew exactly what I was going to do, for the first time in so long. I made a decision and vowed to stick to it so that my awaiting spirit could be reborn. The light turned green, this time with my interest upon it, however I didn't discover the strength needed to advance my foot on the pedal.

No one seemed to be around and for that I was grateful. The quietness was like the silence of eternity. Silence would the only sound I would try to remember after this. Silence and peace.

I could effortlessly see the next crossroad from my position in the car, reflecting the same set of results which were now on the traffic lights.

Red.

You see red and you see fire.

You see red and you see desire.

You see red and you see power.

I see red and I see my whole life reflected in it.

Red.

I stepped on the pedal.

I remember when we met,
It took your whole life, your breath away
I remember when we kissed, as you drift into the sun,
So take the ride, now you take the fall and,
You weigh so shallow,
Wait for me, before you take it all away.

Edward's POV

It was a peaceful night; the stars marked their presence on the cloudless sky and yet no match for the beauty of the crescent moon which dominated the darkness surrounding it. It had just gone past 2 in the morning, meaning the whole town was now seemingly dead.

The quietness was endearing and yet torture at the same time because whilst I could now be truly free of the voices which filled my head throughout the day, without them I felt empty almost, lonely. It came with the territory of being gifted and the creature that I was. You could never escape it; it was unavoidably intertwined to you. How I longed to get away, to be free - truly, to dream of the impossible or at least have a companion beyond those of my own family, to describe this torturous pain of how hollow I felt, a monster.

The only thrill that I got from this time of night was speed. I could truly accelerate my car to the max and get away with it because there would be no one in any danger. I could see every fine detail rush past my view in seconds as the wind would blow through my hair and for those few minutes, I would get an ounce of freedom and a feeling which I no longer withheld; the feeling of being alive.

However a magical sound stopped me tonight before I even made any attempt at placing my foot on the gas.

It was quiet and from a distance…..a sob. It took a moment for my mind to comprehend; A human. I couldn't risk it, I had to get away. We were already too involved with humans to my liking; attending school everyday until we graduated and moved on to the next town to repeat the same charade.

Yet, I couldn't help but listen in further. It was wrong for me to do so; I was invading a person's privacy. It was then that I noticed that other than the cry of the human, there was no other sound.

Silence... a complete and utter silence.

I was confused. How could this be? No sound. No thoughts. It seemed impossible as they had to be thinking of something that had caused them great pain for they sounded almost hysterical.

I had never come across such situation in my years of existence: a human immune to my powers. I was so intrigued by this that I almost didn't realise that I was driving closer to the.........girl whose car was awaiting at the traffic light with her pale face tilted slightly down.

I remember when we fell,
You took my whole life, my breath away,
I remember when we kissed, as you drift into the sun,
So take the ride, now you take the fall and,
You weigh so shallow,
Wait for me, before you take it all away.

She was breathtakingly beautiful beyond a doubt but she was crying. Tears blossomed rapidly in her eyes whilst her face bathed in them. Her hair was roughly pulled backed from her face as her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly in anger perhaps, I mused.

A gust of the midnight breeze blew her hair back and she lifted her head. It was then that her scent hit me. Smelling like the sweetest freesias and roses, I was intoxicated by the scent. Frenzy overcame my body and I could almost hear the pulsating blood rushing through her veins.

She was going to be mine.

I moved forward and had an impulsive, animalist urge to get out of the car and run to her but I knew I was risking her escaping if I revealed myself abruptly , so I remained in the car and slowly drew closer. The scent got more pronounced and already in my head I was making plans of how to get my hands on her.

Her blood was calling out to me.

Mine.

It was beyond a normal thirst that I came across on a daily basis as I interacted with humans, my throat was burning with an uncontrollable desire. It was agony to stay away, to simply end thinking these ghastly thoughts and yet a small part of me was commanding me to do so; to think about how this would affect my entire family, her family. Yet I couldn't help but get a closer look.

I suddenly came to a stop, as she looked up with such intensity and determination, that for a second I thought she had seen me and heard of my plans. Impossible but I couldn't read her mind thus I could only guess what her thoughts could be.

Far away,
It's not like I wanted to,
Far away,
It's not like I could breathe anymore,
Far away,
It's not like, I wanted you,
But you're not for me, not for me anymore

Over the years I had grown to take advantage of hearing people's thoughts to make matters easier. But her, this devil in disguise; she was unique; one of a kind for I failed to read her. I saw her dark liquid eyes flicker to the traffic lights she was awaiting on and within seconds her car was past the red light and stormed down the road. Is she really blind or trying to kill herself?

I guessed it was the latter.

I tried telling myself to remain where I was but curiosity descended upon me and I couldn't help but follow.

Not for me,
Not for me,
Not for me,
Not for me..

She was fast, well at least her truck was. I was surprised, seeing as the truck seemed to be quite dated, but I didn't know much about cars; I would have to ask Rosaline about it when I got home, all depending on me not doing anything imprudent up until then, which could result in me to never being able look in the eyes of my family ever again.

I can't describe the attachment I felt towards her, it was beyond words, like chemistry, like two magnets being attracted but in this case; it was only I who faced the force. I tried to focus once more on her thoughts and unsurprisingly came to nothing.

She noticed my car following hers, her eyes flashed to the rear view mirror of her car and for a second I could tell she was startled by my eyes directly on hers from behind, as she immediately tensed but only for a second before pressing on the gas further and taking the hard left into the highway. I followed involuntarily despite the ongoing battle in my mind.

Despite the screeching of our cars and the wind blowing past us, I suddenly heard something. Thoughts to be exact, but before I could assume my powers were working once more, I heard another car in the distance roaring in the distance.

From then multiple things occurred simultaneously; I saw the car heading towards the girl's vehicle but she was too distracted or waiting for her death wish to be granted to notice.

She's not going to die, I vowed before pressing on the gas as hard as I could and got there just before the van was about to collide with her car, wedging my car in-between them.

The driver of the other vehicle was a little drunk by what I figured from his thoughts and it was only when we were a mere second away from collision that his mind registered.

My car was sandwiched between the van and her car. Thus upon impact, her car was smashed aside by mine. The strike was louder than expected, the screeching of my car and the van's brakes hitting the tyres could be heard from what I could gather, miles but despite that sound, the loudest sound to my ears was of the girl. She was screaming and I prayed that if a god existed, she would be ok. I was knocked to the other side of the car but as always felt no pain, an indestructible monster never dies.

I quickly got out of the Volvo and ran inhumanly to check the driver of the van. He seemed shaken and in shock, his heart beating as fast as a person's would before having a heart attack. I immediately reached for my phone that was pocketed in my jeans and dialled for an ambulance to arrive.

It was then that my attention was diverted to the girl who was now beyond hysterical inside of her car that was parked now on the side of the road. I debated whether I should check on her. Was I strong enough to approach her but most importantly, was I strong enough to just walk away?

Far away,
It's not like I wanted to,
Far away,
It's not like I could breathe anymore,
Far away,
It's not like, I wanted you,
But you're not for me, not for me anymore

My body answered before I did and I found myself just outside her car door. I then slowly curled my index and middle finger before gently tapping on her window to not frighten her but even at that diminutive action; she jumped in alarm, so much that she found a new seat on her passenger side. I made a gesture to show her that I meant no harm and her heartbeat slowed momentarily, for her sake and mine I was glad.

There confusion marked her wet face and a timid clicking noise was heard before she rolled down her windows tentatively.

"Are you okay?" I asked, trying to sound as delicate as I could; not wanting to scare her further than she already was. I took a small breath to check whether it was tolerable to breathe, for I had been holding my breath but the fire in my throat was blazing just as before if not further, that it took all my restraint to focus.

She was still in shock. Her chest rose and backed down again in haste and her breathing was ragged as she stared at me with anxious eyes. She seemed oblivious to what I had asked, for a slight frown of confusion marked her features, so I repeated my question with more weight:

"Are you alright?"

She hesitated momentarily and her mouth opened to speak but no sound came from them until she coughed timidly.

"I'm I'm fine......., but ar aree you? I mean, I'm ..... Shouldn't I be asking you that, you just had an accident yyet you look so, so calm, I'm so sorry....I didn't...I just. Are you alright?", she said with a voice coarse due to her screams and cries yet still beautiful and spoken with mere curiosity and concern. Her eyes locked with mine amid her anticipation. I suddenly remembered the very fact she just pointed out at me and tried to think of a reasonable answer to hide the truth.

"My arm hurts but I'll survive", I answered quickly with a stiff jaw but she raised her eyebrow marking her doubt and suspicion towards my reply.

"What I meant to say was that…er… It's not my first time getting into an accident; speeding is one of my flaws. So I knew how to brace myself for it, therefore there is no need worry or to get it checked out" I bargained, checking quickly to see if she bought the lie as I planned her to. She stared at me with a bewildered and confused expression upon her face but before she was doing to ask more questions, for curiosity was still intact by the look on her face, I decided to question her on her previous actions prior to the accident instead.

"You on the other hand clearly haven't" I continued scolded "Do you mind telling why you were running the clearly stated red lights and going 110 mph on a 60mph road. Rebelling or do have a death wish? What? Life got hard and you thought you should take away yours and other people's lives to escape it?" I asked in a serious tone for I truly detested those who didn't value how precious life was but as soon as the words left my mouth, I instantly regretted them as the look on her face clearly stated hurt and one that I had now caused. I felt like a complete idiot, what had I done? Stupid. How could I be so insensitive and heartless? Well there was a reasonable answer for the latter, I didn't have a heart but that's beside the point.

Not for me,
Not for me,
Not for me,
Not for me..

"You don't know anything" she replied with all the power she could muster before looking away as newly formed tears glistened her brown eyes.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that, it was rude; true, but still wrong of me to speak my mind so frankly. I didn't mean to judge", I apologized sincerely, for I genuinely didn't mean to cause any pain or torment.

"Let's get this straight, you don't know me and vice versa, so spare me the apologies for you clearly don't mean them. I've got to go", she retorted back before starting her engine.

"Wait! Shouldn't you get yourself checked out first?" I quickly responded back because despite her earlier panic-stricken nature being settled, she still looked unwell. I was about to explain how the paramedics were only a few minutes away. It was true; I could hear their distant sirens blazing the formerly silent streets.

Yet she simply answered "shouldn't you?" as her voice sunk to a husky whisper and within seconds her car was past me and into the distance, leaving me with a mystery which I desperately wanted to solve. Who was she? I had never seen her before in Forks and being the creature I was, our memories were undeniably incredible; so is she just passing by? Yet she seemed quite acquainted with the town as she knew which exact roads to take. So it left me with the only conclusion I could think of: she was the new girl, Charlie Swan's daughter that was rumoured to be coming to Forks this year, even though I couldn't understand what the point was of living with him, seeing as he's away months at a time anyway.

If I am correct in my guess though, then welcome to Forks, Bella Swan, you might get your death wish sooner than you expect.....