Summary: Bella, alone and abandoned with the threat of Victoria hanging over her shoulders, finds that perhaps Edward was not her mate as he so often claimed?

A/N: Hey guys! So this is literally going to be the first story I have ever written outside of school assignments. I hope atleast some of you like it! Also, I don't own Twilight or any of the characters associated with it.

Gone.

They had left me, only 4 weeks ago, with a psychotic red head trying to kill me to avenge her mate. Luckily, the wolves down at La Push have been able to hold her off until now. I'm not entirely sure if they will be able to keep her away forever. Not that I'd care though, I've practically been a zombie since they left, although Jake had been making me feel almost whole again.

"Bella! If you don't leave soon you'll be late again!"

Charlie's voice drew me from my thoughts. With a sigh, I picked myself up off my bed and trudged down the stairs. Another fun filled day at school.

I parked my car in the school's parking lot, grabbed my book bag, and slid out of my car. Oh great, Lauren and her shadow come to rub it in once again.

"Good morning Bella!" Jessica chirped, a smug grin on her face. "How are you and Edw- oh, that's right, he dumped you. That's too bad." The two harpies grinned at eachother. I just rolled my eyes at them, every morning it's the same thing, it stopped actually being painful after week two. I sighed and pushed between them, trying to get to my class. I heard them cackling behind me. Angela, who was also on her way in to the school building, Eric in tow, gave me a sympathetic look. I smiled back at her.

Angela has been my only friend, sans Jake, who has actually been interacting with me as of late. Shortly after I was abandoned by my "family" and the harassment from Jessica and Lauren began, Angela and I had been sitting at a different table. Eric joined occasionally, but he did have other friends he enjoyed interacting with.

I made my way to first period, Calculus. Not only was I bad at math in general, but I think the fact that I had this horrible class first thing in the morning that it only made it worse. I gloomily made my way through the school day, nothing significant happened. Same subjects, same students, same teachers. I rushed out of the school building as 6th period ended, wanting to avoid any more confrontations with the harpies. I hopped in my car and pulled out of the school parking lot.

I nearly jumped out of my seat belt when my phone went off, the sudden noise startled me. I quickly whipped out my phone to check who I got the text from. Jake. The text read, "Hey Bells! Why don't you come over after school? The motorcycles are almost fixed!" I smiled, his enthusiasm always made me feel better. I decided to not risk texting while driving and just started on my way towards La Push.

"Shit!" I swerved my truck off to the side, trying to avoid the two children in the road. The slick street from recent rainfall sent me swerving off the road and in to a tree. I groaned, my head had slammed against the wheel. I reached my hand up to my forehead, a warm and slick liquid covered my fingers. I brought my hand up to my face, blood. I gagged, blood always grossed me out, I pushed open my truck door, the front having taken the most damage. I gasped in pain, dropping backwards on to my behind when I tried to take a step away from the car. My ankle, there was sharp pain coursing up and down my ankle and foot, probably strained if not broken. I looked up towards the road, the two children I had swerved to miss were leering down at me, both with red eyes.

A/N: Thanks for reading! P.S. I love cliff hangers! Please leave any criticism in the reviews section, I want to get better!