I was being carried. Carried away from the place where he left my heart broken into a million pieces. Wait?! Why was a being carried? I couldn't move though. I knew it wasn't a vampire because he was warm and soft.

"I found her at the edge of the meadow. She is shaking. Better get her in inside. She isn't physically hurt, but something tells me that is a different story for her mentally."

Who's voice was that and how could he possibly know that my insides where broken and bruised?

"I'm taking her to the hospital to get checked out anyways" Charlie's deep voice boomed.

Crap, I didn't want to go to the hospital, given my current state they would probably put me in the mental ward.

I managed to gasp out "No hospitals"

"Bells, are you okay? Did he hurt you?"

Yea, Dad my vampire boyfriend left me and now I'm broken and alone.

"No, I went for a walk and got lost" is all I could come up with.

"Well I've told you to stay out of the woods a million times. Lets get you some warm soup"

When did I get inside?

I was finally able to open my eyes and saw the whole police force, Billy and some guy that looked like he could play The Hulk staring back at me.

"Soup would be nice, but I'm fine. Just cold and tired" I saw relief spread across all of their faces with just a few words.

The next few days I was watched like a hawk. Charlie actually stayed home from the station and made every excuse why. But, I have to admit it was nice to have him there. I was actually scared of what I might do if he wasn't.

Days turned to weeks turned to months.

I was just going through the motions and not living. I was just there and that's all that I could do. Edward didn't want me anymore. I didn't want anything else but to be with Edward. I was lost and didn't care to find my way back to reality. My life had no purpose. No, real reason for living.

"I'm taking you to your mother on Monday, Bells" Charlie cried out one night.

"What?...Why?" I coughed out, my throat didn't know what to do, had it been that long since I spoke?

"I can't let this continue. You are a zombie. You haven't spoken a full sentence in weeks. You need your mother" he said with a heavy heart.

I can't leave Forks I thought. I might never see him again. This was where I belonged. I had to do something.

"No, Dad, I'm sorry. I know that I have had a hard time with this but, I am slowly getting better. Really, I'm going to go to Angela's tomorrow after school and we are just going to hang. I need some girl talk and maybe some comforting words" I lied.

"Girl talk? HA! Well okay if you say so. I hate seeing you like this and I don't know how to form the right sentence that will snap you out of this "state" you are in" He confessed

"I know I'm not 100% better but, Dad, I will be. I promise you that. It is just going to take me some time." I lied again.

The next day I had to leave the house because I was suppose to be at Angela's talking about shit I didn't care about. I just wanted to stop feeling so incomplete. I went to the bookstore and tired to find me a book that I could read. I use to love reading. It took my mind off of things and I need that more than anything right now for the sake of my sanity. I didn't want my parents to think they have a daughter that is a mental case. So, I decided right then and there that I was going to make it. I could do this. I survived without...Edward...Cullen for 17 years before now and I will survive again.

I got back to the house with a new book and had enough time to start making Dad his favorite meal. Steak and baked potatoes. When he walked in he looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Bella, what is all this for?"

"Dad, this is a thank you for being here for me. I have been a mess and you never told me to suck it up and get over it. You let me settle all of this my way. So, Thank you!" I said with a smile that actually was real.

"Well, alright. Your welcome! But, I didn't do it for a steak dinner, I did it because I love you and want you to know that I would do it all over again if it meant you being better." He said while I saw all the worry run from his body. His little girl was going to be alright. "But, Bells, you better make 2 more steaks." he said as he went upstairs. "I invited Billy and Jacob over to watch the game tonight"

Jacob Black, the boy from the Indian reservation that I grew up making mud pies with, the boy that use to be my friend. That is something I could use right now, a friend. Someone that didn't know the Bella that has walked around like a zombie for the last 3 months. Someone that wasn't going to look at me like I was about to break in half any minute.

"Okay, Dad, will do" I said with a little excitement in my voice. That was when there was a knock at the door. When I opened the door, Billy and Jacob almost jumped out of their skin.

"Bella! Uh...Hey..uh..Charlie told us to come over for...uh" Billy was stuttering.

"The Game? Yea I know. He just told me so your steaks aren't done yet. Come in and make yourselves at home." I said opening the door wide so Jacob could fit Billy's wheelchair through.

"Thanks, Bella" they both said with surprised looks on their face but quickly erased them and smiled.

The rest of the night went by too fast for me. I didn't know anything about basketball but, I don't think we actually watched the game. We talked about all the great times Billy and Dad had growing up and through the years.

"Wait you are telling me that Charlie Swan, my dad, owed a motorcycle?" I said with surprised.

"Oh yea, Bells, how do you think I got your mom to go on a date with me?"

"She agreed to the date because she felt sorry for you and you know it" Billy said teasing

I did something that I didn't think was going to ever be possible again...I laughed. Not just a small chuckle...no...I laughed so hard my stomach hurt. It felt great! I didn't realize how easy it could be to live. I was going to be okay. I was going to live my life without...Edward Cullen in it.

"Where is the bike now?" I wondered out loud

"In the garage. It was wrecked and I just haven't had the time to fix it." He said sadly

That's when Billy started laughing so hard. "Wrecked? No Bella...it wasn't wrecked. It was run over about 3 times by your mother."

"What?!"

Dad sunk down in his chair and crossed his arms. "Billy go ahead and tell her"

Billy smiled "Gladly! Your mom was quite the firecracker back in the day. She loved your dad with a fierce passion that I have never seen. So, when your dad told her he was going to join the military to help support them when they got married she ran over his motorcycle so he couldn't leave."

"What?!" I couldn't believe it. My mom the calm collected person that raised me had ran over my dad's motorcycle?

"So what happened after that." I asked on the edge of my seat.

"I didn't join the military. Instead, I went to the police academy and the rest is history."

"Yea" I said knowing that the history was that when I was 3 months old my mom left Charlie and never came back.

"I want to fix the bike" I said actually surprised about what just came out of my mouth.

"Bella, I don't think it can be fixed" My dad sighed.

"Sure it can be fixed!" Jacob interrupted "I can help you, Bella. I have a garage full of tools at my house. I have fixed hundreds of bikes"

"Great! I'll bring it over tomorrow in my truck." I said inviting myself.

"Uh...okay but how are you going to get it in your truck by yourself?" Jacob laughed

"HA! Oh yea." I blushed. Was I coming on too strong. Could he see that I was desperate for a friend.

"I will load it up in your truck now and you can bring it over in the morning. Charlie want to help me?" He said excitedly. Then he looked at me and smiled. His smile did it. My world would never be the same. Jacob Black was going to be the reason I made it out of this darkness and into the sun.