So, as you may have noticed, it's been a really long time since I've updated anything…and I'm sorry. There was a lot of crap happening in my life, and I lost focus of the important things. I pretty much had to get my life back on track… which I'm still in the process of doing. Updates will be scattered, and I'm sorry about that.
Slash, if you're wondering about why I'm reposting from chapter one, it's because I'm not satisfied with the story, so I'm making some minor changes.
Thank you to my Beta, Dazzle Me Again, for all of your work! You are a LIFE SAVER!
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Chapter One: Fully Alive
It had been three months since he had left. I hadn't been able to do much since then. I usually just sat in my room and stared at the wall blankly—that was in my free time, I kept going to school every day, ate (just enough to keep me alive), (barely) slept, smiled (only to appease Charlie). Everything I did, I did without noticing my surroundings. I used to be a very observant person, but lately, I haven't seen anything that could hold my attention for more than a few seconds. Things just blurred together, just passed by without making any impact in my life. But tonight, things were a bit clearer, as if someone had turned the light-switch on. Earlier, I had noticed the way that the snow looked as it fell, how it sparkled when the light hit it just right. I sighed, thinking about the way that their skin sparkled in the sunlight. Don't go there, Bella, I warned myself.
Suddenly, I heard the soft purr of a sports car's engine. I got up from my desk chair and walked to my window to take a closer look, making sure that I wasn't hallucinating—that this wasn't just one of the dreams I'd been having since he left. Nobody in town owned a sports car—at least, not anymore. The only people who had owned fancy cars in this town were gone—they hadn't lived here for three months. Looking closer, I saw a silver Volvo and I gasped. It was his car. I flew out of my room, and ran down the stairs to the front door.
"Bella, is everything okay?" I heard Charlie call from the living room, concern heavy in his voice. Obviously, my sudden transformation from 'zombie' to a fully alive and functioning person shocked him. Hell, I would have been shocked as well if my child, who had been in a waking coma for the past few months, suddenly displayed signs of life. I didn't grace Charlie with a response, as I was already out the door.
I rushed over to the Volvo, miraculously not falling on my butt in the process. I was hoping that he would at least say hi; even give me a kiss on the forehead—don't get your hopes up, Bella. When I got to the car, I peered through the heavily tinted windows, and saw something completely unexpected. There was a Cullen sitting in the car, but it wasn't the Cullen I was hoping to see—it wasn't Edward. This Cullen had blond hair, and was quite tall. This was the Cullen who had almost killed me three months ago. And, heck, he wasn't even known by Cullen in this small town. Jasper Hale was sitting on the road at the end of my driveway, driving my lost love's car.
"Hello, Bella, how are you tonight?" he asked, and I could barely hear the southern accent in his voice as get got off the car.