I looked at the the inside of the Pheniox airport after I got out of the plane and went up that long hallway. It was bigger than I remembered, but that might be the effect of living in a small town like Forks. I winced a little, I guess I shouldn't think about it. I don't have enough will power to keep myself from going back otherwise. This was all Victoria's fault... I knew there was another place to put the blame, but I couldn't even think his name without it hurting myself. I should've seen it coming, he was probably sick of trying to protect me, and he wouldn't change me either. Maybe I was to annoying. I felt a tear fall from my right eye and I wiped it away. I had to stop thinking about him, I refused to break down in a public place.

I didn't need him. I was sick of people trying to protect me, they would only get hurt. This time I thought about the Jacob and the pack back home. Things had been going goos with me and Jacob. He was my best friend, but I knew he wanted more. I couldn't do that for him, or anyone though. I was broken, shattered and a peice missing. Edward... I thought as another tear fell. I was close to breakdown mode, but I stopped myself and laughed a little. I was thinking how Alice would be ashamed, me messing my eyeliner and eyeshadow up in public. That didn't last long though.

My thoughts went back to the pack after a minute, thinking about how Jacob had found a loop-hole. A way to tell me what he was without breaking orders. A werewolf, or actually shape-shifter. Ha, left by one mystical creature to be conforted by another. The irony. Jacob had been so kind, but he wanted to protect me to, from a vampire no less. Back to Victoria. She was messing everything up... Anyways, I may not love Jacob like he loves me, but I love him like he is my best friend. Which he is. So I came to this conclusion.

Edward doesn't love me anymore, he said so himself. I also spent some time thinking about the possibilty of me and Jacob as more than friends when I thought of Sam, Leah, and Emily. I was not his imprint. Some day a girl would come along and take hime from me. he would get over me and love her easily, because they were soul mates. I actually smiled at the thought though, it wasn't a bad thing. I loved Jacob in a way that I just wanted him to be happy. I wanted him to find his soul mate. But he couldn't do that if he got himself killed trying to save me. Well I didn't need saving. I was going to find Victoria, or she was going to find me.

I stood on the escalator as I was slowly lowered down. I needed to get a rental car. I walked up to the counter and looked at a nice looking old man. "I would like to rent a car please, any kind is fine." He didn't answer me, just took my money and handed me the keys. I smiled at him and walked to my car. I hadn't brought any stuff, because I knew I would not need it. As soon as I got in the car I began driving to my old ballet studio. There I would wait for Victoria to show.