So, Maybe I Was A Complete Wreck When He Wasn't Around. I'll Admit That To Myself, & Myself Only. I Never Thought I'd Be One To Take Part In The Whole "I'm In Love; I'm In Love, I Can't Breathe Without You Here" Type Thing. Yes, I Loved Him. I Believe I Always Had, Always Will. I Knew I Always Had I Knew I Always Would When He Left. I Was Never A Fan Of Pity. If I Hated Anything, Anything At All More Then The Cold Weather Here In Folks, It Was The Looks People Would Give Me When He Left. It Was Like Everyone Felt Bad For Me But They Were Happy That The Cullen's Were Gone. And, Let's Be Honest, I Only Hated It, Because It Meant I Wasn't Dreaming. That Edward Really Had Left Me. He Really Had Given Up On Me. And That's Never Easy To Admit.

It Had Been Two Months. Two Long, Hard Months. He Appeared In My Dreams Every Night. His Voice Stuck In My Head Every Time I Inhaled. Charlie Kept Telling Me That It Was Unhealthy To Care So Much. That He Was Just A Man, & That I'd Find Someone Better-But The Thing Is, There Is No One Better. Edward Wasn't Just Great, He Was Perfect. He Was The Only One That Could Make Me Feel Good Enough. He Was Everything I Needed, And Much, Much More. Charlie Was Hurt Though, Seeing Me Hysterical Every Night, Hearing Me Up In My Room, Attempting To Breathe Without Breaking Down. So, When He Asked Me To Deliver A Package To Jacob Black. Now, I Hadn't Talked To Him In A Few Months. He Was Never A Fan Of Edward; Then Again, He Was The One That Had Warned Me About Edward Being A Vampire. He Always Worried I'd Get Killed Or Something, & After A While The Last Thing I Needed Was Someone Who Hated My Boyfriend. Meaning, This Reunion Would Be Awkward. Actually It'd Be Very, Awkward.

I Hoped In My Car, & Drove, Placing The Barrel Of Oil In The Front Seat. After About Thirty Minutes Or So, I Arrived At The Blacks House. I Gave Off A Small Smile When Mr. Billy Black Came To The Door. He Waved, "Hi Bella. How Are You This Fine Morning?"
"I'm Doing Good Mr. Black. I Just Came To Drop This Off." I Extended The Oil Out. He Nodded, And Fixed His Hand Near The Back. "That Goes To Jake, Not Me. He's The Mechanic These Days"
I Nodded. Great. After Almost A Year Of No Communication With Him, Why Did It Have To Be Now That I Was Sent To Talk To Him? I Sighed, And Walked Toward The Back. I Promised Myself On The Short Walk Over, Not To Cry When He Brought Up Edwards Name. I Shuddered, Trying To Cancel Out The Image Of Edwards Beautiful Face. His Gorgeous Eyes; His Perfect Hair; The Way The Coldest Creature Made Me Feel Warmer Than Anything… I Chocked Back The Beginning Tears, And Knocked On The Barns Door. The Minute I Saw Jacob, Edwards Face Disappeared, Slowly. Maybe It Was The Fact That Seeing Him Would Hurt Me Even More. Or, More Likely, It Was The Fact That Jacob Looked Great. Why Was It, The Kid Who Hated The Creature I Was In Love With, Had To Look So Good?

Authors Note: Alright; This Is My Rewrite Of New Moon. It Picks Up, As You Can Tell, A Chapter Or So After Edward Left. &, Props Go To Aspen + One Other Person Who Remains To Be Unnamed, Who Both Told Me They Themselves Had A "Jacob Black"