Blood Moon

After Edward leaves Bella in newmoon, she finds ways to overcome her broken heart and is put back together again by Riley who was sent by Victoria to seduce Bella.

Chapter 1 Picking Up the Pieces

Charlie slammed my truck door. "That's it. You're going to Florida to see your mother."

I stared at him, bewildered. "I hate Florida."

"You're going," he said, sternly. I started to panick. I followed him into the house.

"Wait, Dad."

"No buts. Besides, your mother misses you."

"I miss her too Dad. But I can't go to her."

Charlie took out a bowl and some cinnamin toast crunch cereal. "Why?" he waved the cereal box. "Are you actually waiting for that jerk to come back."

"No. I'm over him." I lied, horribly.

"You're seriously over Edward Cullen," Charlie asked. He didn't believe me. I could tell by his voice.

"Yes," I managed. "I swear, Dad. I'll change. I'll stop being so..."

"This isn't you," he said.

"I know, Dad."

"Then, get out. Go do stuff. Call up that Mike Newton kid. He's been asking about you."

I winced. "Okay, Dad. I will."

Charlie made his cereal and sat down at the table. I went up to my room. It was cold. It was as if he had been here. I shivered and put on my dark grey sweater. I looked into my dresser for my address book. He took everything; our pictures, his gifts. He wanted it to seem as if he never existed. But that's not possible. He  made too much of an impact on my life. I can't forget him, not even when I try. I found my address book and saw that a page had been ripped out of it. Edward.

I reluctantly called Mike Newton.

"Hey, Mike. It's Bella."

"Bella? Hey, what a surprise!"

"Yeah I know. Listen are you busy tonight?"

"No. Why?"

"I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me."

"Sure. What did you have in mind?"

"Um."

"We could go out to  that club that Jessica is always raving about; The Coven."

"Yeah. I've never been there."

"Perfect. I 'll pick you up at 9 and we can go get some dinner first."

"Dinner date? I don't think that's such a good idea."

"I get it. You're not completely over Edward yet."

The hole in my heart started to stretch and hurt. I squeezed the phone.

"Bella?"

"I'm here," I said.

"So I'll pick you up at 9. No dinner."

"I'm sure we can eat something in the club."

He laughed. "Trust me. We don't want to do that."

"So, it's a.... date."

"Yeah."

"Bye, Mike."

"Bye, Bella. Oh and-"

I hung up the phone. I can't believe I just asked out Mike Newton. Jessica is going to kill me. I looked behind me and noticed my closet door was open. I remembered closing it before leaving this morning. I went and stood outside the closet. I closed the door.

I pulled my shoebox from underneath the bed. Edward hadn't thought of everything. I pulled out a crumbled photo of him and Alice out of the shoebox. Looking at him in the picture made me want to cry. Tears stained the photo. I crumbled it up in my hands and lay on floor, quietly. I did this everyday since he left. I usually stay on the floor until Charlie comes and gets me or until the phone rings, and I have to answer it because it might be Edward. It never is. He never calls.

---

Chapter 2 Club Coven

"Bella," Charlie knocked on my door with his knuckles. I had fallen asleep. I woke up next to the shoebox, and had Edward's crumpled picture in my hands. Charlie came around the bed and saw me. I was embarassed, and had drooled on the floor. I slowly put the photo back in the box and shoved the box back under my bed. Charlie looked conflicted.

Edward became like a drug to me. The longer I stayed without him, the more I hungered for him, and the more I fell apart. This didn't look good in Charlie's eyes.

"Mike Newton's outside," Charlie said, turned away from me. I started to remember that I had made plans with him. I didn't feel like going to a club or anywhere for that matter.

"I need to get dressed," I said. Charlie left me alone. I threw on a fringed black dress and converse sneakers. I didn't care how I looked. I barely touched my hair. I felt bad for Mike.

I looked at myself in the mirror. "Hair lady," I said to myself. I decided to suck it up and comb out the knots. There was nothing beneficial in giving others more to gossip about behind my back. Edward leaving me was enough.

I went downstairs and met Mike at the front door. He smiled when he saw me. He was encouraging, but it wasn't enough to put a smile on my face.

"You look nice," Mike said, when we were in his car.

"Thanks. You do, too," I said.

We arrived at 9pm. Voices and loud music hurt my ears. I just wanted everything to be quiet. We got out of car and had to enter the club through the backdoor, for some reason. Mike will eventually see that I can't dance. He'll get bored with me and want to leave. I anticipated his departure. The club was dark, with the exception of purple lights flashing over our heads. Mike pulled me away from the bar and out onto the dance floor. I got a lot of odd looks from people, probably wondering what am I doing outside of my house. They started to get to me, so badly that I had to sit down.

"Don't worry about them. They're just jealous," Mike said.

"Yeah right."

"They are. You're hot," he said. The DJ switched to a song with a loud bass. My ears started ringing. Maybe it was all in my head, but I couldn't handle any noise bigger than my own voice. "Want to dance some more?"

I shook my head.

"I'll get you some water," Mike said. He went to the other end of the bar. I  had the urge to leave the club and take off in Mike's car, without Mike. That sounded really extreme though. And I knew if I did that, Mike would hate me forever. So I just stepped outside for some fresh air.

I leaned against the brick wall. I wasn't alone. There was a few people hanging around. A couple making out, against a car. I sat on the ground and sulked.

Someone walked up to me. I was looking at their black sneakers. "That's filthy."

I looked up to see his face. He smirked. "The ground," he said. "It's filthy."

"I heard you," I said. I got up. "Doesn't mean I care."

"I'm Riley," he said. I got a better look at him, and his eyes, they were a dark amber. I stared into them. They reminded me of the Cullens. "Aren't you gonna tell me your name."

"I'm Bella," I said.

"What are you doing out here by yourself. Pretty girl like you should never be alone."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. I'm here with... a friend."

"That's cool."

"I like your eyes," I said.

He looked at me strangely. "Thanks."

I knew he was a vampire. His eyes, his pale skin, everything about him screamed hey look I'm a vampire. Maybe he wanted to make a meal out of me and that's why he was talking to me at all. I knew he wasn't Edward. And maybe I had a death wish because I remained where I was, letting him talk me up. He took my hand, and his cold touch had my mind flooded with memories. It hurt to remember, but it was also invigorating. I now had something that was taken away from me.

"Let's get out of here," Riley suggested. I started to walk off with him when Mike came out of the club, looking for me.

"Bella," Mike said. He looked at Riley and got mad. "Hey, buddy what do you think you're doing?"

"Calm down, fleshy," Riley said, backing away.

"Mike, I'm okay. We were just talking," I said.

"So what do you say?" Riley asked me. I didn't want to bail on Mike, but I felt like I knew Riley better. "I'm sorry, Mike," I said. Riley smiled, and swiped Mike's car keys from his hand.

"Hey!" Mike cried. "What the hell, man. Give me back my keys."

"Pry them from my cold dead fingers," Riley said, boldy. Mike's eyes glazed over with confusion. He was boggled by Riley.

"Bella, something is wrong with this guy. He's not right," Mike said. "What if he's a criminal?"

"What if I am?" Riley broke in between us. "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to judge a book... you know the rest."

"Gimme back my keys, man," Mike said, with conviction. Riley twirled the keys between his fingers.

"Not tonight, man. Not tomorrow. Not ever."

"You're joking," Mike said.

"Maybe tomorrow," Riley said.

Riley grabbed my arm and we went to Mike's car.

"Hey, you can't do that. I'm calling the police!" Mike yelled. Riley just laughed.

"Do it!" Riley screamed. "They'll never catch us.... Get in the car, Bella."

"Bella, don't listen to him."

I had already made up my mind. I went over to the passenger side.

"Bella, you can't be serious," Mike said. "And I defended you when people said you were nuts. I am such an idiot."

"Yes, Mike. You are an idiot," Riley said. "Now, step aside. Bella and I have some serious making out to do." He got into Mike's car and put the key into the ignition. Mike had hit the trunk.

"Psycho!" Mike shouted.

Riley backed up and almost hit Mike with the back bumper of the car. I started to feel guilty. I didn't want Mike to get hurt. Riley was driving really fast. The spedometer looked like it might actually crack. I was riding in a car with a vampire, and I only had one wish. I wanted him to bite me, and end all my pain.