A/N Hi guys! I know this is uber late, but I wrote this a while back and thought Id put it up so you can have a taster of what's to come! I will post another chapter as soon as it comes, I promise!


"Could you stop pacing for five goddamn minutes," Emmett growled.

I stopped midstep and turned to glare at him. "Go fuck yourself." I snarled and continued in my pacing.

"She's fine," Alice sighed from couch where she sat with Jasper.

"Fine?" I growled. "She looked at me like Id just sucker punched her in the stomach before she ran out of here. Barefoot, for fuck sake."

"Bella has gone somewhere she feels comfortable, safe." Alice replied calmly, despite my harsh tone.

I scowled at her. " And where would that be? She would be completely alone in her apartment, so that's out. Dimple's gone and she has no family."

"That's not true," Rosalie disagreed from Emmett's lap. "She does have a family."

I stopped and looked at her. I knew she had gone.


"I still can't believe this. How can she be dead?" Simon whispered as he held a sobbing Lauren in his arms.

"Her family said that her stomach-" Sam broke off and pressed his face into Jess' hair, who held onto him while tears filled her eyes.

I felt awful. I knew exactly what had happened to Dimple, I had been there. I had held her in my arms as she'd died. And though I knew what had happened to her, that she was happy with Vik, it didn't take away the pain of her death.

I needed her.

I rested my head against Kishans chest as I gripped tightly onto Jays hand. The guys had kind of grabbed each of us when we had broken down in tears, I was lucky, I got two. Simon, Sam, Jay and Kishan were like the brothers I never had. It didn't matter whether we weren't related by blood, or that we were the same race, they were my brothers. Just like Dimple had been my sister.

Laura being ever practical, reminded us of where we were. "We should get back to work."

We all nodded in agreement, though it was the last thing any of us wanted.

"Come on, honey," Kishan murmured as we made out onto the restaurant floor.

It had been quiet all night, which was both good and bad. Good because I don't think any of us were in our right minds tonight and Bad because it gave us a lot of time to think of who wasn't here. Who would never be here again.

It was strange, when I had first began work here, I couldn't stand it. It was busy and loud and the people were rude and I just wanted to scream most days. But then Id became friends with my co-workers and we'd become our own little family. I had always joked that the only reason any of us came into work most days were to hang out with our friends and that we put Ten Inch Hero to shame.

The first thing I noticed when I came through the kitchen doors was the man standing in the shadows, glaring Kishans arm that was still draped over my shoulder. Edward.

I really didn't want to see him right now.

When I noticed the absolute look of fury in Edwards eyes, I suddenly worried for Kishans safety.

"I'm just going to grab some air," I told him with a gentle smile to let him know I was okay.

Still, her frowned and asked, "Are you sure?"

I nodded and met Edward's gaze before I left through the entrance door, I never wanted to go out into that alley again.

Edward appeared next to me within moments.

"What are you doing here?" We both demanded.

"I needed to breathe, Edward. I couldn't stand being in there." I told him honestly. I had just seen myself shove my bare hand into his chest with every intention of ripping is heart out. I couldn't look into his eyes and see that compassion when I knew what I had done. Or would do.

The anger drained from his eyes. "Bella, that's not you," He started to say.

"It is me!" I burst out. "Whether it's me now, or in the future, it's me. Do you know what it's like to know that you're capable of hurting someone like that, torturing them." I choked out and Edward pulled me away from the crowds before they grasped what we were saying.

He used his thumb and index finger to tip my chin up so that I met his eyes. "It's not you, Bella. Not yet."

"Exactly. I saw it, Edward, and I felt it, not only you, but all of them. I saw every person that I killed or hurt. I watched as I killed a man and laughed as he begged me to stop. And I liked it." I sobbed in horror. "I could feel everything that monster felt and when he cried and begged and screamed in agony, I liked it. That's who I'm going to become."

Edward held my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "I will stop it. I won't let you become that monster."

There was so much desperation in his voice and eyes that I wondered who he was trying to convince, me or himself.

"If it was that easy, I would never have become that thing in the first place. I should have never been allowed to be born."

"Don't say that," He growled. "Your parent's risked everything for you. I am risking everything for you."

"Why?" I snapped, angry at him, angry and disgusted with myself. "Why shouldn't I point out the obvious? The angels were right to want me dead. I am dangerous and I am going to become the monster they feared I would."

He squeezed his eyes shut as he said through clenched teeth, "I won't let you become that."

"Who are you trying to convince, Edward? Me or you? Because guess what, I do turn into that monster. I am going to become that and I need to be stopped before I hurt anyone."

His eyes snapped open. "What are you saying?"

"Wait here," I ordered as I rushed inside and told my manager that I didn't feel well. He was understanding and told me to go on home. I quickly went back out to Edward, who stood there in the street looking like the warrior that he was.

"Are you going to explain?" He demanded.

"We are going to go back to your place and your going to do what you were sent here to do. Your going to kill me."

A/N Dun, dun Dun... I love a good cliffhanger! So, I know it's really short, but what do you think? Will he kill Bella? Will she kill herself? Will Edward tell her that she's his mate?