This takes place right after the five month period Bella was in a lapse after Edward left. It's a spin off story and I hope you enjoy! Edward/Bella Foreverrrrr!

Prologue

Bella, I don't want you to come with me.

He didn't want me.

You're no good for me.

He didn't need me.

I'm tired of pretending to be something I'm not.

He didn't love me. So why can't I get over him? He made it unquestionably clear that he was no longer interested, that I wasn't good enough for him. So why does my heart still yearn for smoldering eyes and crooked smiles?

It's been five months since that faithful walk in the woods, and yet I can think of nothing else. I've become a zombie. Charlie and Renée are worried for my psychological stability and I don't blame them. I'm a shadow of myself. Mike, Jess, Angela…I see them everyday at school but still, their faces are in a fog. I can barely remember what they look like, their voices having escaped my memory over four months ago.

Dinner at my house is always eerily silent, Charlie usually being incapable of initiating conversation with his emotionally broken daughter. However, today Charlie must have decided that I had wallowed in my own self-pity for long enough.

"Bell, I'm going down to the reservation to visit Billy tonight." He said between bites of mashed potatoes never once looking up from his plate. I don't blame him, I have a hard enough time looking my defeated self in the mirror every morning.

I gave a painfully fake smile, and I'm glad that he wasn't looking at me to see the phoniness. "That's great dad. I hope you have a great time." I'd gotten better at controlling the emotion in my voice but it doesn't really matter since anyone can read the truth on my face.

"Well actually, Bella, I was hoping you would come. Since you don't have school tomorrow I thought it would be good to get out of the house." I opened my mouth to refuse when he finally looked up at me. "You need to get out of the house, Bells. Is it really worth it to tear yourself up for some boy?"

I wanted to yell at him that Edward was no mere boy. He was the love of my life, the whole reason for my existence. But even in my head that sounded desperate and pathetic so I wisely didn't voice my thoughts. "I'm just not in the mood."

He snorted, unconvinced. "That boy, Jacob Black, he asked for you personally. You liked him didn't you?" Jacob Black? For a moment brown hair and warm, chocolate eyes danced before my eyes.

"Jake asked for me?" I remembered the naive young boy that I had tricked into telling me the Cullen's dark secret. He was a nice kid, someone I could have seen myself being fast friends with. Well, at least we would have been friends if Edward hadn't of left. A gloom settled over my shoulders just thinking his name.

"Yes! He misses you and wants you to come down to La Push." Charlie said hopefully. When I didn't answer he must have noticed the fresh cloud of despair that floated around me. "What could it hurt?" He asked. The question being his one final, desperate attempt to convince me to come.

I snapped my eyes to him at his words. Really? What could it hurt? I sighed to myself. Maybe this was a good step in the right direction. A direction that would take me closer to getting over Edward Cullen. I slowly nodded. "Sure, what could it hurt."

His responding grin was worth the suffering that I would no doubt experience tonight. "Really? Oh Bella! Go change so we can head out right away!" I smiled, a real smile, something I hadn't done in such a long time that my forgotten face muscles hurt at the unfamiliar strain. But Charlie's enthusiasm was worth the pain.

The car ride there had been mostly silent, occasionally Charlie would say something about the scenery or the song playing on the radio but other then that the car lapsed into a comfortable silence. It took less time then I remembered to reach La Push, probably because the last time I visited I had been wedged between Mike Newton and Jessica.

As we pulled up to the Black household I instantly recognized Jacob walking out of what looked like a weather-worn shed. He smiled and waved a greasy rag in our direction in greeting before ducking into the house and yelling something to his father. He must have grown six inches since I had last seen him. He looked more like a nineteen year old then a sixteen year old.

"Hey!" He called as he bounded gracefully to my side of the car.

I smiled, "Hey Jake." He gave me an adorable lopsided grin, showing me about seventy-five percent of his teeth.

"I was worried for a couple seconds there that you wouldn't remember my name! I'm glad you did." I laughed, honestly how could anyone forget someone like Jacob? I had forgotten how easy it was to just relax in his presence.

"How could I forget you?" He pouted childishly, which looked ridiculous on someone who looked as old as he did.

"Well I though you had! I mean why else wouldn't you have come to see me?" I felt a stab of pain dangerously close to my heart at his words. Words that were meant to be carefree and warm but I had taken the wrong way. Something must of shown on my face because he said, "Bella, are you okay? You look a little pale."

I steeled myself, repeating over and over in my head that I could get over Edward Cullen, that I had to. "I'm naturally pale, it comes with being unable to go outside for long periods of time for fear of my life." I played it off as a joke and was relieved when he laughed in return.

That was when Jacob Black became my best friend. I began to spend most of my time down in La Push. He was my rock, my constant. Whenever I had a problem I came to him for condolence. I even told him about what happened with Edward, a story that I told no one else.

And in return he shared his own secrets and worries. Apparently his growth spurts weren't as natural as I had originally thought. I told him that it was just Quileute superstition, but I couldn't deny the truth when it was staring straight at me. I was with him the first time he changed. Honestly he looked like a big dog, not a werewolf. I had almost had a heart attack when another wolf came out of the forest next to Jake, they stared at each other as I stared at them, then they stared at me as I stared at them. Quite stupid really.

Sam knew I would keep their secret, I had kept the Cullen's after all, so he allowed me to continue to visit Jake on the reservation.

And that's where my story begins.

This is NOT a Jacob/Bella story, I repeat NOT a Jacob/Bella story. Up until this point my story has kinda followed the New Moon story line but from here on out it's gonna get different! Edward will make his appearance in later chapters so no fear! And I may even write some chapters in his POV!

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