A/N: Hey everyone. This is my first story, so I'm sorry if you don't like it 

I don't own any of the characters… apart from Layla and Callum. I am not Stephenie Meyer!


Bella's POV:

It's been 30 years since "they" left. I am 20 years old. And I am a Vampire. My life has changed since that awful time and I'm glad.

I remember the fateful day that I was changed into what I am.


I didn't know where I was going. I didn't care. I just needed to run. I couldn't breathe and my legs felt like they were about to fall off…But I didn't care. All I knew was that I had to get away. There was no place for me anymore, nothing for me to live for. My life had fallen apart, so why carry on? If I was gone then no one would care. "They" certainly wouldn't. My only friend, the only reason I had been alive for the past two years was Jacob. And now he had gone as well. He took his pack and left without as much as a goodbye. I didn't know why, I didn't care.

I saw ahead of me the perfect place and cried out in relief. Without a second thought I flung myself off the cliff. My hair whipped back and the cold sharp wind cut into my face. It all went black and my limp body plummeted onto the rocks.

It was lying there that they found me. Leila and Callum.

End Flashback.

My first year as a vampire had been awful. The raging thirst in my throat just hadn't gone away. But Leila and Callum helped me through it all. They are my best friends. They saved and rescued me in one way, but in another they have doomed me to a life of living with the hole still in me, the hole that will never go away.

But I don't care I am not Bella Swan anymore, the limp pathetic human that got pulled into the Cullen's evil grasp. No, I am Bella Marie Swan, the strong sassy vampire that is part of the "Bolafa coven".


I jumped and sighed as Leila pulled me out of my trance.

"Yes Leila. What is it?" I said rather grudgingly.

"We're going hunting".

"Oh, ok. I'm right behind you…." I started, but she was gone.

"Callum!" I called "are you coming?"

"of course" he replied creeping up behind me. I grinned at him as he ruffled my hair. In a way Callum is the strong, protective big brother I never had! He always seems to remind me of Emmett……NO….. I stopped that train of thought immediately, It hurt too much.

"They" were never coming back. I just have to accept that…….

A/N: Sorry this is short. I just needed a good place to stop. Please review and I will keep writing. I would love your feedback!