emogirlS2: Hello peoples! Welcome to my first Twilight FanFic! I'm so nervous!

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Disclaimer- I DO NOT owns Twilight or any of the characters, Stephenie dose.

The Meadow

Summary- Set in New Moon, Bella has returned to the beautiful meadow that he had taken her so many months ago not knowing exactly what it is that she was looking for. When a figure appears in the distance, she knows that surely her life is over, but can't bring herself to care. Then, another figure steps through the brush…

Rating-M

Pairing- Edward/Bella

The sun was shining uncharacteristically through my bedroom window as my alarm clock began ringing hysterically in my ear. I felt around for the medal annoyance, knocking it off the bedside table, but not stopping the clock from ringing loudly, alerting me that it was time to get up and start a new day. I heaved a heavy sigh and threw the warm covers off me, pushing myself off the bed. My body was screaming at me to climb back into bed, but I refused knowing no sleep would come to me. The gaping hole in my chest would never allow it. I wrapped my arms around my torso desperately trying to hold myself together against the pain that was scraping the edges of the hole.

I kept one arm wrapped around me as I made my way to the bathroom and started the shower, only letting my arm fall when the warm water washed over my naked form. I leaned my head against the cool tile of the shower and let my mind wander. This was the only time in my day that I would allow myself to think freely since he left. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks despite myself as I pictured his perfect face behind my closed lids. His bronze hair spiked into orderly disarray, his perfect nose and angular jaw, his smooth, ice cold skin, and his warm, liquid topaz eyes that seemed to trap you and hold your gaze for an endless amount of time.

I pushed away from the wall and stood directly under the showerhead letting the water wash the tears from my face as I grabbed the shampoo.

I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me as I walked to the mirror. I whipped the fog off the mirror and grimaced at the reflection in the mirror. I couldn't believe that the image being reflected back was actually me. My hair was damp and seemed to droop down my back in s sad, unhealthy way. My skin seemed paler than normal, almost taking on a sickly gray shade. Even under the towel I could tell that my body was thin and my arms and legs looked lanky. But what horrified me the most were my eyes. My once lively brown eyes now held no emotion and no shine. I had bruise marks around them like I was suffering from sleepless nights, which was actually the case.

I felt ridiculous over the fact that after 4 months without him I still couldn't pull myself together. I knew that I was hurting my friends and Charlie with my dead demeanor, but no matter how hard I tried to forget and move on, the pain would flare up and I would feel like I was loosing him completely. Though I know it's stupid, I can't help but hold onto the memories of him, just to prove that he actually existed, and that I was happy at one time.

'It will be as if I never existed...'

His last words to me haunted my mind and I felt as though the sudden pain would finally rip me apart. Of course, it didn't, it would be to easy that way. I was not lucky enough to finally be rid of my pain. I was starting to believe that I was never going to heal, but how could I?

'It will be as if I never existed…'

I humorless laugh escaped my lips. As if disappearing and taking everything that could remind me of him or his family would ever make me forget.

I yanked my brush through my hair until I domed it decent and walked down the hall back to my room. I threw open my closet and rummaged through looking for something to wear. I didn't really feel like getting dressed but I didn't really feel like spending my entire Saturday moping around the house in my pajamas either. I ended up yanking a pair of my favorite black jeans off a hanger and my favorite black t-shirt that said 'bite me' on the front written in bold white letters. I picked up the abandoned alarm clock and placed it back on the bedside table before walking out of my room and sluggishly making my way down the stairs.

I walked into the kitchen and looked around as if I was walking in for the first time. The kitchen was small with wooden floors and bright yellow cabinets that my mother had painted to try and make the room livelier when she and Charlie were still married. There was a small square table with four mismatching chairs in front of the window to my left, and the sink, counters, and fridge were in front of me.

I sighed, poured me some cereal and flopped down in a chair. I chewed my cereal with care, making sure everything was completely smashed before swallowing.

After I was finished with my cereal I took my time washing and putting away my bowl. It's been this way for me for months. I do anything and everything to keep my mind occupied. There were consequences when I didn't. The pain in my chest would go from a dull light in the darkness to a raging fire that spread throughout me.

It was almost noon and the sun was already started to be covered by the ever persistent clouds. I suddenly felt the need to leave the house. I couldn't stay inside right now. I went to the coat rack, grabbed my coat, and threw on my favorite pair of tennis shoes and walked out the door. I took the key from the eave and locked up, shoving the key into my pocket afterwards.

The roar of the engine startled me and I found myself laughing. I pulled out of the driveway and turned north heading for the highway.

I don't know exactly how I got here. My mind seemed to be working on its own. I felt like was being pulled my something. Something was dragging me to this place. I shouldn't be here, but I can't bring myself to turn around and run back the way I came.

I was standing in the shadows of two arching trees looking into the place that he had showed me so long ago. The place that he had showed me exactly what he was. It had taken me two hours of stumbling, falling, and scraping myself over and over to get here.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the shadows into the meadow.

The sun was long since gone behind the clouds but the lack of sun didn't make the meadow any less beautiful. The surrounding trees made the meadow into a perfect circle, almost like it had been purposely made. The meadow was scattered with beautiful multicolored flowers and I could hear a stream not to far away. I took a few steps farther in and sat down in the soft grass. I leaned back and stared up at the clouds letting my mind wander for the second time that day.

The first time I had been here I was with him. It was so beautiful, and I was so happy that he had taken me here. We were alone and it seemed like so many of his barriers had been brought down that day. I was ecstatic to be here with him. I remember marveling at the way his skin shined like a million perfect diamonds in the sunlight. How smooth and soft his skin felt under my touch. He had unbuttoned his shirt exposing his well toned chest and I traced every part of it with eager hands. I remembered how he leaned so close to me that I could taste his cool, sweet breath on my lips. We had sat here for hours just holding each other. I couldn't have been happier.

Silent tears were streaming down my face when I decided it was time to go. As I stood, something on the far side caught my eye and I turned to look in that direction. I squinted my eyes against the dim light and watched as a dark figure stepped casually out of the brush about 100 yards away.

The figure paused for a moment before walking towards me with a sort of grace that I would never be able to achieve. As the person came closer I began to see the details of their face. He was male with shoulder length black hair and pale skin. He wore a pair of faded blue jeans and a brown button up shirt that was hanging open. He wore no shoes.

My eyes grew wide and excitement that should have been fear started to make its way throughout my entire body. The man, or vampire I should say, stopped about 10 feet in front of me, cocking his head to the side as he assessed me.

"Laurent!" I cried in pure joy.

I realized as I stood there looking at him that this was what I came here to find, the proof that he and his family actually existed somewhere. Laurent was defiantly proof of the magic that was his kind.

"Bella?" he asked, looking slightly astonished.

"You remember." I smiled to myself. I knew I was slightly crazy that I was excited that a vampire, especially one like Laurent who didn't share the same diet as my vegetarian vampires did, knew my name. "Weren't you in Alaska?" I questioned.

"Yes, I did go to Alaska. Still, I didn't expect to see that the Cullen's had moved on?" I bit my lip as the name made the edges of the wound in my chest throb.

"Yes, they moved on." I stated sadly, looking down at the ground.

"I'm surprised they didn't take you with them." I just nodded, not sure what to say.

I looked back up at him and something clicked inside of me. When Carlisle had said that Laurent had went to stay with Tanya's family in Denali I started to picture him with the same golden eyes as the…Cullen's—I forced the name out, had, that all good vampire's had. I took an involuntary step back, and of course his dark, thirsty eyes followed my movement with precision.

"Do they ever visit you?" he asked, shifting his weight closer to me.

'Lie' something inside me whispered.

I did what the voice instructed. "Sometimes." I tried my best to make my voice light and convincing.

"Hmm, the house smelled like it had been empty for quite some time now?"

"Well, the time seems longer to me than it probably actually is."

"Still, Victoria will be very displeased at these turn of events."

"Victoria?" I asked shakily. I remembered her. She was James's mate before…Edward had killed him. She was very stunning when I saw her all those months ago. She was pale and thin with bright, fire red hair. I shivered involuntarily.

"Yes, I'm actually here for her. You see, she's still very angry that Edward killed James. She wants revenge."

My body automatically went into panic mode. She was after Edward? She wanted to hurt Edward. The pain in my chest throbbed again as images of Edward and Victoria fighting came into my head. She had seemed so lethal and I didn't want her anywhere near him. No matter how tough he thought he may be.

"She's after Edward?" I asked.

"Not quite. Your Edward took her mate away from her. She wants revenge against him, but she's not going to kill him. She wants a mate for a mate." His black eyes scanned my face as realization sunk in. She was looking for ME!

"However, since Edward is no longer in the picture, her plan is now useless. And, you do smell absolutely delicious, like flowers." He commented, closing his eyes while he took a big breath of air and then looking at me again. Fear began to settle in and I could feel myself starting to shake and sway a little.

"Don't worry; I'll make it as painless as possible. You'd be thanking me if you knew what Victoria had planned for you." He smiled almost soothingly before he bent down into a crouch, exposing his sharp teeth. By now, I was completely shaken. I knew running would do me no good. He would catch me with no problem.

"It's nothing personal Bella." He lunged at me and I covered my face with my arms and waited for the pain, but a menacing snarl from behind me stopped Laurent mid lung and he flung himself back.

I recognized that snarl and my body started to relax immediately.

"You'll pay for coming near her." The velvet smooth voice growled. I heard three more people come into the clearing before I heard growling, snarls, and things being ripped apart. Then I smelt it, a thick sickening smell that seemed to be pressing down on me. I tried to open my eyes but shock was starting to set in and all I could see was thick, heavy smoke and Alice, Jasper, Emmet, and Edward, tossing pieces of Laurent into the flames.

Cold arms wrapped around me and lifted me from the ground. I looked up through half lidded eyes and vaguely saw Carlisle's worried face and Esme and Rosalie close behind.

Then, everything went black.

Whew! First chapter done. Alright! It took me forever to get this chapter the way I wanted it. But, I did and that's all that matters right? Anyway, thank you for reading! It's my first Twilight FanFic so I hope it wasn't all that bad. I used a few lines from New Moon in the beginning of the scene when Laurent showed up, I hope that's okay. I think I like the way the ending came out. I wasn't sure how well that was going to work, but it did somehow. YAY!!

Please review and tell me what you think! If you do I'll give you COOKIES!!! All flames will be used to cook my ramen! Just so you know. Again, PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!!

P.S. thank you to all my readers and I hope to have the next chapter up soon. I'm already starting to work on it.

Edward: Bye everyone. Be sure to come back and check out the next chapter.

emogirlS2: You're a little late there.

Edward: I know, and I'm sorry. I was with Bella.

emogirlS2: It's okay.