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It had been a really long time without seeing someone like me.

I was changed by a nomadi as I was twenty-years-old. After my change, I never saw the one, never talked to him. I just remember the pain- Edward spoke truth. It was awful. Alice spoke truth- while the venom was burning my vais, bones, muscles, I just wanted to die and make it stop.

But I needed to stay stable. Stay still. It was about living and surviving. Don't make a sound, I was thinking to myself, Do not move any muscle. If you move Victoria and Riley will find you. And you will be dead.

After my change I settled to London, away from Victoria and Riley. I was still a threat to them, they wanted a revenge to Edward. His name hurt me like hell.

London was the most beautiful place I have ever been. I was a vegetarian, like Cullen Clan members and The Denalis called themselves. I felt it was the right way. I always thought Charlie when I was having one of these 'bad moments' (these were actually quite rare, so I thought my surprisingly doog self-control was my gift.). You left him, you left your friend Jacob Black, you left your mother. Just do not kill anyone. Keep these tiny creatures alive for them. Of course it was a hard thing to do alone. I had noone by my side to guide me. I needed someone by my side guide me to light from the darkness.

I was five-years-old. I visited every Saturday at the most beautiful and expensive bar in London. I talked to the people. I tried to find someone like me.

Today I was having a royal blue Off-the-Shoulder Knee-Length Satin Cocktail Dress and black, 6 inches Stiletto Heels. I came alone, but I usually came back with someone. Last time I returned to his hotel with a musician who was on his world-tour.

I had never kissed anyone after Edward. I had never even hugged anyone. I just went eat with my companion- human food.

I entered. There were alot of people, good music, scent of alcohol and humans. I enjoyed the moment. I felt like I was alive.

I sat on the barbench, ''One Manhattan, thank you.''

''Which whisky?'' Asked bartender curiously.

''Bourbon, If you please.''

''Coming.''

Nowadays I spoke with British accent- my american accent would not set in with me in here. I learned accent so fast. That made me confused. So I decided to learned more languages.

I had a class of Manhattan in front of me. I tasted it. Every time I tasted different of drinks, and got rid of it after I drank it.

I let my ears wonder. I heard everything. Everyone.

''Oh, please, will you marry me?''

''One dance!''

''C'mon!''

''I don't know Carlisle! What if I saw wrong? What if she isn't in London?''

I slowly turned my head.

There she was. My ex-best friend. Mary Alice Brandon Cullen, standing alone, phone lifted to her left ear. She spoke fastly, almost angrily. She was as tiny as I remembered. She had a short purple cocktail dress and ballerinas on her. Hair was a messy, like it had been...

I did not know how to feel. I wanted to run to her, hug her, but I wanted to rage her. She left me, without a word. But I know it wasn't her fault.

''I don't see anything! I meant what I said earlier-'' She kept a tiny break before continued with a soft voice, ''Has Jasper found anything?''

She nodded after a ten seconds, ''Mmm, interesting. I'll come home soon. In any case this was a mistake.''

She stopped a call with Carlisle. I needed to go to her, without decision I did so.

Slowly, slower than humans did, I left some money on the desk and stood up. I looked her as I walked towards her. Now I only saw her back.

As I stopped, few metres away from her, I opened my mouth and started with my british accent, ''I assume you're expecting me.''

Golden eyes were watching me with a great surprise, ''Bella! Oh my dear- Bella, you are alive!''

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