It's been almost two years since I'd been bitten that day in the forest. I had been looking for the meadow where he first told me he loved, the meadow I had longed to see for months, since the night he left me. I don't know how long i had searching, only that it was getting darker, twilight, when I finally found it. i thought I would be happy and relieved when I found it, not empty.

 Why did you come here? I thought to myself. How could you be so stupid?

 I was just about to leave when I heard a quiet breathing behind me. i spun around, scared of what I might find. but it wasn't what I thought it would be. It was not the one person I longed to see, to smell, to hold. I looked at the man, his face half covered by his black hair. He looked at me with red eyes that struck a nerve, and fear rippled through me. I looked at the man for a moment longer before i finally realized who he was.

 "Laurent?" I asked the man.

 "It's good to see you again, Bella." As he said this i realized he sounded different, more vicious than the last time we met, last year when I was being hunted by James. He sounded thirsty.

  I stared at him, not sure of what I was feeling. Although I was sure if I was any normal person, I would be terrified, knowing that I stood three feet from a vampire, and that this vampire more than likely was craving my blood, ready to attack in a split second, but I had learned not to fear, because without him my life was empty, I was empty.

 "Why are you here?" I asked.

 "I was just hunting." he replied, I noticed the ravenous tone in his voice that should have frightened me, except I doubted I could hurt any more than I already did.

 "No, I mean here, in this meadow." i clarified.

 "I am here with… an old friend."

 "Who? Maybe I know him." I said, trying to keep the conversation casual, a very poor attempt.

 "Oh, it's no he, and I know for a fact you know who it is." Something about the way he said it mad me a little cautious and suspicious.