I guess I fell asleep on the sofa after stressing too much. The bright light of day forcing me to open my eyes. My watch read 1:00pm.

My stomach rumbled. The fridge was empty. Damn it.

I pulled on a pair of vans, grabbing my backpack. It had my purse in and besides who knows whether I would have to run from the Volturi. Everything seemed so surreal. Vampires were real. They we're watching me. I could try and run from them. Not that I would get very far with vampires chasing me.

I stepped out of the door, the red eyes still haunting my mind. I shivered as I headed to the nearest cafe. I laughed to myself as I made my way through the already crowded street, I hadn't changed clothes. My excuse? A crazy one night stand. I laughed some more. I was going crazy, or getting crazier.

I found a cafe not too far from the tower and ordered some pasta thing. If I'm honest I wasn't really paying attention. I sipped my accidental order of sparkling water, which was horrible, as I watched the crowd. It had taken Becky leaving for me to actually leave the house. Not that I was socialising, sitting in the shadows, alone.

My phone vibrated. What now?! I typed in my password to find a message from an unknown number: "It is not safe here human." It was Demetri. Who else called me human?

Uh, I locked the phone, I didn't care. It vibrated again. Really?

"Do not say I did not warn you." Stupid message.

"Wow," I hissed under my breath.

"Madam," the waiter handed me my lunch.

"Grazie," I smiled, placing the phone on the table. I wasn't hungry anymore but I had to eat, science proved that. But it certainly didn't prove the existence of vampires. I didn't know what did.

The pasta was warm as I swallowed it, banishing the cold feeling inside of me, for now. I had just entered the world of vampires, which seemed chaotic and confusing. The swirls of pasta were stained with red, I couldn't eat this anymore. My dream having come to the forefront of my mind. I put the fork down, staring at the dish.

"You're not very good at following orders, are you?" Someone, well I knew who he was, stood in front of me. Elegant suit covered by a dark grey coat with a tailored purple collar. A pair of sunglasses covering his eyes. Really? Someone call the fashion police for the poor soul.

I laughed. "No, I guess I'm not."

He sat down, hands placed on the table. His shoulders tense, mouth a thin line. "You are ridiculous." He wasn't breathing again.

"And so are you in those sunglasses," I chuckled, taking a drink.

His head tilted downward slightly, he was watching my throat. My heart automatically sped up."You have a strange heartbeat," he muttered.

"Only when you're around," I whispered so quietly I was sure he wouldn't hear.

A smile spread across his face, a proper smile. I was wrong, which only made my heart go faster. "Humans shouldn't interfere with the Volturi. They always end up as-"

"Breakfast, lunch, dinner?" I asked, setting my glass down. "Brunch, a late night snack?"

Demetri was scanning the crowds, swallowing. Something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

His head snapped back my words. "What did you say?" I'm pretty sure he'd heard me.

"What's wrong?" I asked again.

He chuckled. "You." He stood up, straightening his jacket.

"What?" I asked as he began to walk away. He didn't turn around, leaving me to stare after him confused. What the hell?

My phone lit up, another text, from him: "Stay away from Volterra Hannah." Wow, that was going to be hard considering I lived there.

I left my money on the table and began to walk home. This was confusing and annoying. What did he mean "you"? I hadn't done anything, apart from be his singer. Whatever that meant.

I shook my head wandering down an alley. The sun having disappeared behind a cloud. The hairs on the nape of my neck tingled. A low growl sounding behind me.

I kept walking, it was probably just a stray dog.

Something ran past me, now blocking my path. A pale man, eyes bright red, teeth bared. Vampire.

I walked faster, I'd just walk past him.

He growled again. Really? I ignored him.

My back stung as it hit the wall, but not as much as my neck as I was held a good foot off of the ground.

"Get off!" I yelped.

He squeezed tighter. I couldn't breath. I clawed desperately at his hand. Nothing. Why couldn't Demetri have just killed me?

"Let her go," hissed from beside us. I couldn't look to see who it was but I'd know that velvety voice anywhere. Demetri.

I couldn't breath, my legs dangling helplessly. I gagged, letting my hands fall. Black dots swayed in my vision. My lungs felt as if they were shrinking. I blinked rapidly. The black dots would go away. I wasn't going to die. I felt a tear trail down my cheek. So this was it. I was going to die single and a Virgin, great.

I fell to the floor hands and knees scrapping the floor. The vampire lay still. I coughed and spluttered, clutching at my neck. I could breath again.

Cold hands held my cheeks. Black eyes in front of mine. Why were they black?

"Are you okay?" His tone wasn't clipped or harsh, it was... Soft.

I nodded my head, hurriedly wiping my hands on my shorts. I was bleeding.

He looked down at my hands. "It's okay," he whispered.

A growl sounded from the body. It wasn't dead. Demetri had no time to react as he was thrown against the wall. A loud crack stung my ears as the wall gave way and he hurtled through it.

Vivid red eyes now bore into my green ones.

I pressed myself to the wall, as far away from the creature as possible.

Nails dug into my hand as he raised my wrist to his mouth. No, no.

I tried to pull away. "No, no," I croaked. "Please."

Fire flashed up my right arm as his teeth pierced my skin. I bit my lip trying not to scream. He was drinking my blood.

The red eyes disappeared. A body falling by my side. His head was gone.

Fire laced up my arm. I slid down the wall, lying down away from the body. Trying my best to stay still, legs thrashing. This was worse than Jane. This was a hundred times worse. I closed my eyes, but even the darkness didn't soothe the pain. Darkness was pulling me down. The scalding pain gripping my arm. I screamed.

There was a howl of rage. "Hannah?" A cold hand was stroking my cheek.

I couldn't open my eyes. An angel?

"No, no, Hannah come on. Please." The angel was crying tearless sobs.

I was dying. The scalding pain blinding as it got stronger. I writhed only to have the pain intensify.

Cool hands were on my arm, lifting it. "Hold on, it's okay." Something cold touched my arm as the pain disappeared. Instead I felt... Empty. The angel was making it go away. But the darkness was still there clawing at me. I didn't want to go under again.

"Demetri," I whimpered, whether or not it sounded like his name I had no idea.

The coolness left my arm. "Has the fire gone?" The voice was muffled as if he had out something to his mouth, a hand?

I nodded. I gasped as I began to float. He was carrying me. I felt sick and light headed. I wanted to sleep. I leant against something cool, a relief to my warm cheek.

"Stay with me, Hannah," a light pressure on my hair. A kiss.

"Tired," I whispered.

"I know," a slight sway as air brushed past my face.

"Mmmmm," I mumbled, snuggling against his chest.

"Sleep now, my dear," was whispered.

"My angel," I mumbled before falling asleep.

***

My head was on something cold, my arm wrapped around a cold waist. Everything ached. I let my eyes flutter open. A tailored purple coat dominated my vision.

"Demetri," I managed to croak.

A soothing hand was on my hair. "You're so fragile."

I started playing with the button on his coat. "You're so... Angelic."

His chest vibrated as a sound like tinkling bells filled my room. I loved it. "You are definitely confused."

"No, I'm not," I sat up, even though my head was spinning. Looking down at the lounging man on my bed. His once black eyes now a deep red. "You saved my life."

"I nearly killed you," he spat, sitting up. "Your blood... I couldn't stop."

"But you did stop eventually," I slowly touched his cheek. "You saved me."

"I do not know how." He took my hand from his cheek. "You're my singer, your blood was..."

I laughed, nothing near as beautiful as his. "It must have been like it was your birthday."

His lips pulled upwards. "I do not remember my birthday."

"When were you born?" I asked.

"I think it was 1000 AD."

I felt my jaw drop.

"Oh my god, you're ancient!"

Demetri just laughed as I tried to figure out how he looked so young. "I suppose so."

"Wow," was all I could say.

"How old are you?" His gaze was innocent, a smile playing at his lips.

"Twenty one."

"I was changed at twenty one," he was now standing. "I must leave, the Volturi will wonder were I have gone."

I nodded my head, pushing a curl behind my ear. "Thank you."

"Thank you, my dear," he bowed his head. "You have no idea how lonely these 1000 years have been until I found you." And he was gone, my curtains swaying. He'd left through my window.

I was so confused. I couldn't remember any of last night or was it afternoon? I looked at the clock, it was midnight. I felt wide awake. What did he mean lonely until now? I guess I would have to find out. I had nothing better to do.

I jumped off my bed, running over to my draws to find some jeans and a jumper. I was going to the tower.

***

My fringe hung in my eyes as water dripped off of my hood. I was almost there and had only been walking for ten minutes. Why had it decided to rain now? My shoes were drenched, squeaking with every step. Shivers forced me to stop and my teeth were chattering. So much for a silent approach.

"What are you doing, human?" An amused voice sounded from behind me.

I turned around to come face to face with Demetri. "Looking for you, vampire."

He sighed. "It is not safe here." He was so well spoken.

"I just wanted to say-" I was being held over his knee, looking up at him dazed as he grinned before kissing my neck. My face now buried in his coat collar. Electricity was rushing around my body, my heart racing. Had he seen the scar on my neck? The scar which I now knew was a vampire bite. I still couldn't remember who had given it to me...

"Demetri!" A deep voice called. "Oh, you're eating. I'll talk to you later." It was the big vampire. What was his name? Felix?

Demetri laughed, taking my hand and helping me up as he stood. "You shouldn't be here." He seemed breathless.

"I know." I was breathless too. What?

"Go, I cannot be around you when you're human," he stepped back, hand leaving mine. The electricity gone. "Besides I am no good for you, Hannah. You should be afraid."

"Don't be ridiculous." I wanted to sound angry, but it just sounded like I was begging. "I'm not afraid of you."

"My world is not for you," he said grimly, turning to leave.

"I've been in your world oblivious for a long time Demetri," I stepped towards him. "I'm not afraid. I've never felt like I belonged in life but now, I'm not a misfit. It feels like-"

"Like what?" He turned around, snapping at me. "Like you belong? You do not. You never will. You are a human. I am a vampire." His red eyes were blazing. "You are weak and worthless, you are beneath me. You are a human."

I stepped back, throat tight. "Fine. You don't belong in my world." I would hurt him too. "You may be above me but you'll always be below me, in Hell. You're a monster." I turned on my heel. I would not cry. I would not cry.

"Hannah?" Demetri's voice was strangled.

I kept walking. No.

"Please?"

I stopped. "I think my angel needs to see the light," I snapped as I walked through a puddle.

The rain stopped and I could have sworn I heard "What have I done?"