Okay so here is the thing, I posted that this story was on Hold, and it was. I put it on hold so I could start editing it, but then I've decided to edit a chapter at a time because that is all I have time for. I started this story when I was around 16/17…I am now 20 years old, and I feel like this story can be matured. That's what I am doing, some chapters might be 100% changed while others might only have a couple sentences changed. And I'm editing where I want this story to go in the long run. So if you have already read it, thank you, if you want to re-read you WILL find differences. I hope you find this version better.

Also, I am still writing HALL OF FAME. I am currently working on the next chapter, but I want it to be good, mature, and well written. I may not be a perfect writer, but I'm learning as I go.

Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me!

SUMMARY~~(To the newcomers)~~~ Bella witnesses her best friends murder and is now forced to move to Ohio, where she's supposed to start a new life, with new friends, love, and maybe even a little killer out to tie up loose ends…

He is an updated/EXTENDED chapter

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Bella POV-PROLOUGE

"No, NO, NO!" she can't be dead, this can't be happening. "No!"

"Bella honey, you need to wake up" why is my mom here? I raked my brain trying to remember her being there. 'Mom you have to help her!' She needs to save her, why isn't she listening to me? 'MOM!' my best friend is dead and she is telling me to wake up! My arm starts to get all tingly and I can slowly feel her hand on my arm shaking me, what is going on? 'Wait no!'

My eyes pop open and I look around to find everything fading away. I shoot up "NO!" I scream. I see my mom jump with a worried look on her face. It must have been another nightmare.

Will it ever get better? Is Rosa's murder going to be stuck in my head forever? Rosa was everything to me. We were sisters, I told her everything and spent every day with her. There's no doubt in my mind that a piece of me left with her that night. And I have no idea how to get anything back. Maybe If I wasn't so stupid then she would still be here with me. I turn towards my mom, her hand cradles my cheek, warmth swells through me and I lean into her touch.

"I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean to wake you again." I frowned; my mom hasn't slept a full night since the murder, between my screams and her fear that I'm next.

I'm honestly trying to get over it. I don't like seeing my mom look at me like I'm going to break any second, or like she's going to lose me every time I step out of bed. Thankfully for her sanity I haven't left my bed, not for a month. She's trying, I know she is. Trying to find a way to help me, as well as keep me safe. But there is only so much someone can do.

She has suggested counselors and doctors, but I refuse to talk to anyone. I mean how could they possibly know what I'm going through? Did all of them witness their best friends' murder? No, I didn't think so.

"It's ok honey, I know you're going through a lot. But I think we need to talk. Why don't you get dressed and come down stairs." She smiles at me and I nod. I really don't want to go back to sleep, not with the terror still fresh in my mind. Every time I close my eyes I see her face, her beautiful smile.

Rosa was the most beautiful girl in our school. Every guy was out to get her, even though she always said no. she had a motto: "If they act like lost puppies, then they are lost puppies, and they won't leave you alone." It made sense, and because of that, every lost puppy we'd run across we would rush it to the humane society, or it would become ours. Remembering Rosa saying that, the memories we shared, made me smile. Literally all the guys acted like lost puppies around her, therefore Rosa stayed single with me. We always had fun, and kept busy, it was easier that way. Guys cause too much drama anyways.

However, since all the guys loved Rosa, the girls hated her. We liked to think it was because they were jealous of her beauty, not the guys after her. Rosa was a tall five foot eight Brunette. She always wore the best clothes, and best shoes. Her parents didn't care as long as they didn't have to deal with her. Her bright blue eyes stood out in any crowd, drawing more attention to her, and with a couple freckles on her face to give the perfect doll look. She was the brunette Barbie, with brains of course.

I reach up to my cheek and wiped away the tears I was shedding. I didn't get it, why the fuck did my best friend have to be murdered?! What did she do to deserve this? It should have been me, I was the foolish one, the one who wasn't acting like a friend. I finished my shower and threw on sweats, I didn't bother dressing nice anymore. Rosa wasn't here to yell at me every time I had sweats on. She thought it was a crime to be in sweats, "Your body is too nice to hide," she would say. I wiped my eyes again and ran a brush through my hair.

Walking into the kitchen I saw my mom sitting down at the bar stool with her head in her hands, crying. I wish I knew how to help her, but I can't even help myself.

"Mom? What's wrong?" I asked her.

I didn't mean to startle her but as soon as I talked she jumped 5 feet in the air. Ok an exaggeration. I guess she didn't hear me come in the kitchen. Something must really be bothering her.

"What is it mom?" I ask again. She is going to drive me even more insane.

"Sit down honey; we need to talk about something that's going to be hard for both of us." I frowned and sat down next to her. I nodded for her to continue and she took a deep breath.

"Ok here it goes. I'm sending you to live with your Uncle in Ohio."

What? I just sat and stared at her. Was she serious? Why in hell would she send me to Ohio? Rosa and I grew up here, she wouldn't make me leave. I laughed when I saw how serious she was, I was hysterical now.

"Bella, you don't eat, you refuse to talk to anyone, including Rosa's mom!" I flinch at the mention of Rosa. I could think her name, but hearing it and saying it was a different story.

"You look like a zombie; and you wake up screaming every night. You use to be A student, and now I'm getting calls that you're failing 5 of your 6 classes. I know you don't want to leave Rosa, but honey she's gone, and she isn't coming back. You need to move on and start a new life. One where you can be happy again." She paused to take a breath and grab my hand, "I don't want to send my daughter away, but I would rather have a daughter living across the country then a daughter that acts like she died to. I've already talked to Carlisle and he is thrilled to have you live with him."

She finished, and now I was balling like a baby. I can't keep it in anymore. I never realized how bad I was, I know the first couple weeks I was dead, and I felt dead. But I thought I moved on from that, At least enough to throw off my mom. Apparently I was wrong, It doesn't feel like I really have a choice in the matter.

"Mom, I've only seen Carlisle twice in my life, and he is your little brother, only twenty-five years old! How can he take care of another person, much less want too?"

Maybe it is best I leave this place, maybe I can finally come to terms with Rosa's Death, But Ohio, Carlisle? I know he's the only family we have, but did he really have the means to take me in?

"You know he never went to college, he wanted to get out of the city, so when he got a job offer in Ohio he took it. He has been doing well there, he even offered to take you in. It'll help you grieve honey, and it will keep you safe."

I wipe my tears and look up to see my mom who is also crying. This is breaking her heart. There is only one thing I can do.

"Ok mom, if you think it's for the best then I will go."

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