A/N: Hey Guys! I just wanted to let you know that I'm actually going to rewrite this entire story. The old story is cringe worthy, so I'm rewriting to give it a little more depth and personality. No copyright infringement intended. All Twilight characters belong to Stephanie Meyer and Summit Entertainment. -Ammie

Ashline's POV

PREFACE

The rejection hit me harder than a brick. How could I be so blind? He wasn't in love with me, he never was. It was Bella. It was always Bella. Bella, Bella, Bella. Every single time.

"I'm sorry."

"Is that all you can muster up? Is an "I'm Sorry"?"

My voice shook, it was about to crack. My hands were trembling at my side, I had to use all my strength to keep them down.

"I don't feel that way for you. I never have, to be honest."

Jacob told me, putting his hands in his pockets. How could he be so nonchalant about this?! Here I was, confessing the love I had felt for him since I was young and all he had to say was that he had Bella and that he never felt that way about me?

"So you've been leading me on this whole time?!"

I screamed, and Jacob looked at the ground, he looked guilty, to say the least. Tears clouded my vision and I ran. I didn't know where my feet were taking me, but it was definitely better then the scene I had left behind.

"Ashline! Wait!"

Jacob was calling my name, but I didn't care; I wanted to be as far away from the reservation as possible. I wanted to be away from Jacob, Bella, and everything else that was ruining my life in this particular moment.

I got into my truck and began to drive into town. Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I did so, smudging the makeup I had worked so hard on. The makeup I had put on for him. I sighed, how pathetic of me, putting on makeup to catch a boy's attention. I drove over the speed limit, much to my own displeasure, and decided it would be best to clear my head before I went back home; I didn't want Dad to put a shotgun to Jacob's head, despite my pure rage against him. I turned off the road and went into the forest. I parked the truck, flipping the sun visor down to inspect my reflection in the little mirror. Mascara lines streaked my cheeks and my eyes were red. My eyes were a whiskey colored brown, just like Renee's when she cried. I sobbed even harder then, everything just spilling out at an alarmingly fast pace. That's when I decided to jump out of the truck and go for a walk. I sucked in a deep breath and wiped from underneath my eyes. The twigs and branches crunched underneath my feet as I walked farther into the green and gray veil. I took in a deep breath and let it out again, trying to calm myself. My thoughts were scrambled in my head, flying every which way, and I wasn't aware of my surroundings until I tripped on underbrush and stumbled into the most breathtaking meadow I had ever seen. Grass that came up to my ankles swayed in the light breeze that greeted me. The brightly colored flowers, a combination of blues and purples and reds and pinks contrasted heavily to the green and gray that enclosed the space. The breeze lifted up the scent of the flowers, gracing my nose with an intoxicating scent. I never wanted to leave.

Even in the dark overcast, it was still a beautiful sight to behold.

My happiness was short lived, because as soon as I began to wander farther down into the meadow, thunder clapped overhead. To make my day even worse, rain began to fall heavily in thick sheets. I took a deep breath and sighed out of irritation. I pulled my hood up over my face and began my trek back to my truck. I walked through the jade green forest, the underbrush thick and wet from the rain that seemed to fall more heavily with each passing moment. I wished I had come more prepared, but I hadn't. I had expected Jacob to return his feelings, I thought bitterly.

Time seemed to drag on through the endless green and grey that I called the forest. The only sound in the forest was the sound of the rain hitting the earth, and my heart thumping wildly in my ears. I tried to make myself numb to this whole situation, but there was no avoiding it at home. Bella had finally forgotten about Edward, or so it seemed. I guess, in a way, that was a good thing, and that's what Edward wanted. To forget him, as she was supposed to. I wished I could forget Jacob, but the festering sore he had given me would be open for a while.

After what felt like an eternity I found my truck. I was relieved to know that I wasn't lost, but that relief was short lived. When I got closer, I could see that there was someone leaning against my truck. My first instinct was to turn and to run, but I wasn't going to give up my truck that easily. Charlie had gotten me that gift for my birthday, there was no way in hell I was letting someone else have it. As I got closer, I came to recognize the elegant shape and form of the person who was seemingly waiting for me. My breath caught in my throat as they stood straight, stiff and rigid as the first day I had met them. I bit my lip softly, then I drew in a shallow breath and barely whispered

"Edward?"