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It has been months since he left. I sit in misery thinking about him starring at the school paper that came out on my birthday. Edward had given me the best and most unwanted surprise; unwanted because everyone in school now knew that that day was my birthday. Every time I walked down a hallway someone yelled a, "Happy Birthday Bella." At me. By the end of the day it felt like almost everyone in school had given me Birthday wishes. The few girls and one guy that didn't I'm sure wished something else.
When I saw the looks on their faces I was glad the phrase "If looks could kill" was just a phrase because more then a few times I would have dropped dead that day. It was the best because in the paper that everyone in school read. He had Angela write on the front page no less; To my Dearest Bella I love you more then you know. I will love you longer than forever. Happy Birthday. Yours truly, Edward. After I read the paper my face became so red that I truly looked like a beet. I don't think I had ever blushed so hard in my life. In his haste to get away from me and to have me out of his life so quickly he left this. He took everything except this. I don't know if it was better or worst that he forgot the paper. He didn't seem real then, I could only imagine how crazy I would feel without just one reminder that he was, that they all were real.
After I had recovered enough to do more then get out of bed I got dressed I went to the house I knew as a second home. When I got there and saw the mansion like house I forgot why I decided to go there in the first place. No good could come of this I thought. It was vacant like the place where my heart used to be. I jumped in my truck and after I could see through the tears clouding my vision. I raced home as fast as my old whining truck would take me and decided to try to do as little as possible to hurt myself any further. It would be as bad for Charlie to watch me get worse not better as time went on as it would be for my sanity. He was already so full of worry. So everyday I did the same thing go to school come home cook dinner for Charlie then clean up afterward as soon as I was done I would finish my homework then lay in my bed awake after hours to wake up to a night terror. On the weekends I would clean and do laundry because I needed something to keep me from the paper for at least a couple hours to keep Charlie from shipping me back to my mom's in Florida but lately it doesn't seem to be enough for him he says I'm depressed and that just because I can get up and clean absentmindedly wondering around like and empty shell with no emotions never smiling, laughing, talking to friends, or anyone for that matter does not work for him and if I don't start acting like a sane human and not a drugged up patient in an asylum he will send me to Renee.
It was Saturday and was Charlie's turn to work I was putting a load of laundry into the washer when the phone rang I quickly ran and picked up the phone.
"Hello," I greeted.
"Hey Bells." It was Charlie.
"Hi dad, what's going on?" I asked.
"I was calling to see if you would make extra for dinner? I'm starving," he asked.
"Sure but you know there is usually an extra serving of leftovers," I told him.
"Just double it and I can just take it to work with me for lunch," he replied and rushed off the phone saying one of his officers need help with some paperwork and he would see me in a few hours. When I hung up the phone I went to the refrigerator and seen that we didn't have enough of anything to make that many servings of any kind of meal. I quickly decided to go to the store and get everything I need to make lasagna.
When I got back from the store I finished the laundry cleaned the bathroom and started dinner. As I was pulling it out of the oven, I heard Charlie's cruiser pull in, three doors opened and closed and in the jumble of opening and closing doors I thought I heard the trunk close and open as well. "He must be searching for something," I thought.
The front door opened and Charlie walked in to my surprise pushing Billy Black with his son Jacob (My childhood crush of 18 years) ducking through the door way with a beautiful smile on his face.
A/N There are some fixes in this Ch. Please read and review.