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A/N: First Twilight fic for me. Hope you like it!

Lost

"There's this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me."

- Gretchen Kemp

"It will be as if I never existed."

The salt water engulfed me as the surface began to drift farther and farther away.

I'm sorry, Edward. I can't live like this anymore. I love you.

My head hit something hard, blurring my vision and slowly taking over my mind. Water strangled me, entangling into my body. I didn't want to fight it anymore, not because I was unable to but because it wasn't worth it anymore. I couldn't take the pain any longer so I let go.

Goodbye Edward, my love.

My eyes fluttered open to see a very worried looking person. Why was he worried? What was going on around me?

"Bells! You're okay. You couldn't have waited for me to go cliff-diving? You could have killed yourself!" I blinked. Bells.. was that me? Who was he? I was confused. He frowned. "Bella, can you hear me?"

I opened my lips to speak but I didn't know what to say to stop him from worrying. "I can hear you.." I hesitated, then added, "But I just want to know.. who exactly are you?"

His eyes widened. "I'm Jacob. Jacob Black. You.. you don't remember?" Giving him a sympathetic look, I shook my head. The name Jacob Black didn't really ring much of a bell in my head. Neither did Bella but it did sound very familiar so I just assumed that I was Bella. "What did you do to yourself Bella?" He ran his hand through his dark hair.

"Please don't worry. I'm sure whatever happens, it'll all work out for the best."

"You can't be seri- Bella!"

Out of nowhere, I felt the huge tear in my chest. The pain overwhelmed my weak body and I wrapped my arms around my chest to keep the tear from becoming bigger. I felt Jacob's arms around me, scooping me into his arms. His warmth caused me to become drowsy. I tried to say something to him; stop him from worrying about me but he interrupted my thoughts, saying, "Shhh. Sleep honey. I'll take care of you." I smiled, close to unconsciousness. I'm not sure if he meant for me to hear what he said but what he said made me feel much better about the whole situation. Softly, he murmured, "I love you Bells." And then I was out.

"You can't possibly love me as much as I love you. That idea is out of the question." I pouted as he chuckled. "And what, pray tell, is so darn funny?"

His musical laughter a lighter tone, he used his cold, pale finger and softly tapped my nose. "You are, love. Because you're trying hard to fight a battle you can't win."

"You didn't just go there. Just 'cause I'm the human."

"That's not it at all." He took my face in his hands. "Bella. I've waited my whole life for you. I can't possibly live without you now that you exist in my life. You are my love, my only love. Even grasping the right words to proclaim my love for you would be difficult." All the while, he was caressing my cheek with his smooth, marble fingers. I could hardly believe how good it felt on my skin. "However, I can never understand how a monster like me could have been blessed with someone as special as you. You're still not afraid of me?"

I was choking on my words. His face was the face of an angel; how could anyone so perfect love me? My voice reduced to a mere whisper, I replied, "Never. You are not a monster. My love for you is endless and I would do anything, absolutely anything, to keep you by my side, no matter what the cost."

Suddenly, his lips were against my lips, delicately moving with mine. Nothing existed but him as he took my breath away. I desperately tried to control my breathing but my concentration was waning. Getting overexcited and too into the kiss, my tongue traced his lower lip, causing him to swiftly pull away. It was much too quick for my own desire.

"Bella." He said in a low, lightly reprimanding voice. "Your belief in my restraint is preposterous. I'm not as strong as you think."

I sighed. "Yeah, well, it's not my fault you have irresistible lips."

He chuckled.

Loving, playful topaz eyes shined back at me.

I shuddered to consciousness. The dream felt so real; I had never felt so whole, so alive. My chest ached as I remembered those golden orbs that stared back at me. Filled with love for me. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts.

Back to reality, I realized I was at someone's house. Frantic to find something familiar, my eyes wandered around the room until I found what, or rather who, I was looking for. I smiled before calling out to him. "Jacob?" My voice was hoarse from all the salt water that I probably swallowed. He rushed over to me, joy evident in his eyes.

"You're finally awake." He grinned.

"Am I at your house?"

"Yeah, you are. Tell me, do you remember anything?"

I pursed my lips. Exactly what did I remember? I remembered that I used to live in Phoenix; I remembered that I was in Forks; I remembered jumping into the ocean. I remembered those golden eyes but that wasn't something I wanted Jacob to know. Mostly, just the small details were blurry. It was sad to know that I didn't even remember my own name until Jacob told me. Jacob. I didn't remember him either, yet he loved me. I told him the majority of what I remembered, hoping it would help.

"I should take you back home so you can see Charlie. He's going to be worried sick when he finds out what happened.."

"Oh, no! Please don't make someone else worried about me." I pleaded. "I can't bear to see someone else worrying over my problems." The pang in my chest came back. I wrapped my arms around my chest once again.

He shook slightly with anger and growled, "Damn him and all the trouble he's caused." After a short while, he seemed to calm down. His face softened and he spoke softly. "Bella, I promise that everything's going to work out okay? Of course people are going to worry, at first, but it'll all be okay."

I barely heard his promise; my mind was trying to wrap around his previous words. Damn him and all the trouble he's caused. Now who was he and what trouble did he cause? Would I ever meet him? I had to know. "Who were you talking about earlier?" A confused expression stared back at me. "I mean, when you said 'Damn him and all the trouble he's caused.' Who is he?" Recognition flashed in his eyes, then conflict. I wasn't sure why, but curiosity got the best of me.

And curiosity killed the cat.