My name is Isabella Uley, I am the Alpha Mother to the entire wolfpack here in Washington state. Thinking back I never thought I'd be here, I thought that I would be with the Cullen's as Edward's wife, but he left and I lost myself. All I needed was some tough love to see that I wasn't meant to be stuck in time, but I was meant to live out my life. Here's my story.

This Bella will be a little lost but she will not be weak and unhelpful like she is in the actual series. She will have a backbone and a smart fiery mouth.

Chapter 1

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me."

"You don't want me?"

"No."

My heart clenches as he makes me promise not to be reckless, kisses my forehead and takes off. I blindly follow him through the woods, knowing that it is fruitless because he is already gone, but I can't seem to help myself. I trip over a log and lose all reason to get up; as I lie there I think about the family that I just lost. I know that I love Edward, but adding the loss of Edward plus the family shatters my heart. I stare into the darkness until I hear the undergrowth rustling.

Glancing up I see two yellow eyes staring at me two feet away. I stare at them until they close and the rustling goes away.

It feels like an eternity later when I am lifted off the cold ground into searing hot arms and pressed into an equally hot chest. Gently lifting my face, I see the shadow of a rugged jaw, russet skin and white teeth.

"Isabella? Can you hear me?" I can feel his voice rumbling through his chest.

"Mhmm." I mumbled watching him through blurry eyes.

"Charlie!" He yells as he comes out of the tree line and into the midst of very bright lights that cause me to flinch. Turning my head I bury my face into his heated skin to ward out the offending light.

"Cut off some of those lights!" He rumbles twisting his body to keep the lights from me as he walks us into my house and settles me on the couch, covering me with the old afghan.

"Bells, baby girl, what happened?" Charlie comes in from the hall after dimming the lights in the room, and kneels near my face.

"Ed-Edward took me into the woods and broke up with me. I followed him and got lost. I'm sorry I scared you." I whisper looking up at him. He nods and pats my head.

"It's okay Bells. Just don't do it again." I nod and look to the man who brought me home.

"Thank you.."I trail off not knowing his name.

"Samuel. Sam Uley." He smiles at me softly and points to two other males in the room that I hadn't noticed.

"The scrawny one is Jared Cameron and the one that looks angry is Paul Lahote. They also helped look for you tonight." I nod to him and turn towards the other two.

"Thank you." They both nod to me and Charlie before all three walk out the door.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed Dad. I love you." I shakily stand and hug Charlie and head to my room. After a change into warm clothes I climb into my bed and fall into a nightmare filled sleep.

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Every night for the past two months I woke up screaming because of nightmares. I tried everything to keep the dreams at bay, but nothing worked. I kept reliving Edward leaving me, but each time it got worse. It was like my worst fears came to life. At first Charlie would come in and try to console me, but it never worked because as soon as I would go back to sleep I'd wake up screaming again. Recently though I'd been going down to the Rez and hang out with Jacob and his friends Embry and Quil, they'd been helping rebuild two bikes that I had found. They made me feel better when I was there, but when I went home, I was always alone. I couldn't ask Charlie to stay home with me, and I had pushed all of my school friends away, so I was left with my thoughts most of the time.

"Bells!" I look up from my book to see Jacob's large form in the doorway of my room, his smile warm, his eyes haunted.

"Hey Jake!" Isay fake smiling.

"I got the bikes finished, Embry and Quil are in the driveway if you want to test them out?" I hop out of the chair and walk over to him.

"Sure, just keep them out of Charlie's sight." I say as I walk under his arm.

After I lock the front door and leave Charlie a note telling him I was out with Jake, and climb into Embry's old truck.

"Hey guys." I smile at them and realize that there isn't any room for me because of their large frames. Even Embry who was the slimmest was mushed in the tiny cab.

"Guy's there isn't any room. I can just take my truck and give one of you a ride so you aren't squished." I step away from the door to give them room to step out, but Quil just wraps an arm around my waist and lifts me into his lap.

"Sorry Bella, but it'll be easier if we just take my truck. " Embry says and I sigh leaning back against Quil's warm body. Jake nods and pulls out of my driveway and heads back to La Push; we get past the city limits and I see something falling from the bluffs and demand that Embry stops. Once he does I jump out of the truck and run over to the guard rail and see that it's Paul, Jared and Sam.

"What are they doing? Isn't that dangerous?" I turn to look behind me where the truck is to see the guys leaning against the truck.

"They're just cliff diving, most of us do it from lower down. They're just showing off because they're idolized by the council. About a year ago Sam disappeared for a month or so before he comes back all beefed up, breaks up with Leah Clearwater, and the council starts to follow his every word. A few weeks later Paul Lahote and Jared Camren followed suit and now any time that we go into town or anywhere that they are they look at us like they expect us to join them and it's creepy as hell." I nod turning from them to look back out at the cliff face. I turned just as Sam looks towards us and takes off running towards the cliff, flips off and gracefully slips beneath the waves. I roll my eyes and walk back to the truck.

"We got bikes to ride. Let's go." We pile back into the truck and head to an old abandoned logging road. After we get the bikes unloaded and I am given a quick rundown of how the bike works,I am left to my own devices. I take off like a bat out of hell laughing at the speed. I used to hate when Edward would speed because I couldn't control how fast we went or where, but this was different. I love this bike, it makes me feel free.

"Bella. This is reckless." I freeze when I hear Edward's voice causing me to lose my grip on the gas causing the bike to jerk,slide along the ground, and slam into a boulder. Lights explode behind my lids and I feel my skin split above my eyebrow and I can instantly smell the coppery scent of blood. Nauseously I sit up and look around to see Jake, Embry and Quil running towards me.

"You ok?"
"Gosh that looks bad!"

"You might need to go to the hospital Bells." They all talk at the same time and Quil pulls off his shirt and balls it up, pressing it to my wound.

"I-I'm sorry that I'm bleeding.." I trail off as they help me up and lead me back to the truck.

"Don't stress about it Bells. What startled you?" Embry asks as he guides my bike back to the truck.

"I thought that I heard a voice on the wind, it scared me." I shrug as I am lifted into the truck and placed on a warm lap.

"Bella, don't fall asleep." I few moments later I am shaken awake. Looking around I see that we're driving down the street.

"You may have a concussion, I'm taking you to see Sue Clearwater, she won't say anything to Charlie." Jake tells me as we pass his house and get closer to the tree line. I lean back into Quil's chest and watch the scenery pass us by before we pull up to a pale yellow two story house with a white front porch and shutters. Jake lifts me out of Quil's lap and carries me into the house despite my many protests.

"Oh goodness what happened?" Sue asks as she answers the door.

"I had an accident and they think I may have a concussion." I say irritably from Jakes arms as I play with his long hair.

"Put her on the couch." She tells Jake and he complies.

"Leah, move over." Harry says from his chair, she huffs and stands glaring at me.

"Why's the paleface even here? Doesn't she have her own doctor to go to? She isn't part of the tribe, she shouldn't even be here!" She stands over me and I glare at her.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me you bitch!"
I stand and glare at her.

"Since apparently you're too stupid to know, I am a part of the tribe. Quil's great grandmother Molly was my dad's aunt. I am a part of this family through the Atera line. Shut the hell up and get out of my face!" I push her out of my face and cross my arms, daring her to do something to me.

She huffs and runs up the stairs, a few seconds later I hear her door slam and roll my eyes.

"Sorry about that Bella, she's still upset about Sam breaking up with her, she's mad all the time and takes it out on everyone." Harry tells me from his recliner. His grey hair covered up with a hat as usual, his smile seemed forced.

"It's fine." I tell him as Sue comes back in and begins to clean my cut.

"It won't need stitches, it's superficial." She puts some ointment on it and covers it with a large band-aid.

"Thank you." I stand, hug her and smile to Harry.

"We should go. Tell Leah if she needs someone to talk to about heartbreak, she can contact me. I know a lot about it." I scribble my number on a napkin and hand it to Sue, then turn and walk out the door with the boys following me.

~~~A few weeks later~~
It's been a little while since Leah blew up on me, and a few days after that Jake and Embry dropped Quil and I like a sack of rocks. Their now running around with Sam and his group. I am still grateful that they saved me, but they also stole my closest friends. I needed my friends now more than ever right now.

"Bella, you're gonna be late for school!" Charlie shouts from downstairs. Silently I dress in some jeans and a large hoodie, then walk downstairs.

"Have a good day." Charlie says as he is stringing line through his fishing rod. "I'm going fishing with Harry and Billy tonight and tomorrow." I grunt in response as I walk out the door to my beast of a truck. God I miss my friends. I think to myself as I drive to school.

Ever since the Cullens left I have been more or less mute in school, barely talking when spoken to. Yet, my grades have been at their highest in my entire high school career.

Getting out of the truck I walk passed all of my old friends, they don't even register my appearance anymore. I go through all the motions at school, par actually eating lunch. I ignore all the stares and whispers I still get as I sit alone and stare at the food.

"She is like a zombie...It's been almost two months since they left, you'd think that she'd get over him already.." I hear a girl murmur to her friend and I stand up and walk out of the cafeteria and to my truck. I don't even register that I'm driving until I pass the La Push welcoming sign. I roll my eyes at myself and consciously head to Billy's house.

Billy is already out on the porch when I pull in, I knew he'd hear my truck from a mile away.

"Jacob isn't in Bella. He told me to tell you that he no longer wants to be friends with you or Quil. He says you two are way too childish to be friends with." I mirthlessly laugh.

"Jake wouldn't say that, we've been friends all our lives." I say leaning against the grill of my truck.

"Yes, I would Bella. You obviously don't know me as well as you thought." I hear Jake growl from beside me, I jump in surprise and turn to face him.

"Let me guess? Sam put you up to this, huh? Well where is your precious leader?" His eyes spark at the venom in my voice.

"He is nearby. He wants to make sure you actually leave La Push and not come back." I blink in shock then laugh.

"That isn't possible, no one can make me leave La Push. I am a part of this tribe." I snap back enjoying the feel of anger and indignation instead of emptiness and numbness.

"Actually, Dad can ban you from this land if he wanted to, he is the Chief." I turn from him and look at Billy.

"Would you actually do that Billy? We're practically family!" He shrugs and wheels himself back into the house.

"Tell Samuel Uley if he has a fucking problem then he needs to tell me face to face, not have his lackey tell me. You no longer want to be friends with me? Fine. But don't throw your own tribe members away because your almighty leader told you to. You've your own brain." I spit as I stand toe to toe with my now former best friend. He may be a foot taller, but I was now full of rage and did not want to back down. He growls low in his throat and backs away from me as he starts to shake.

"Leave here, Isabella. Do not come back." His last words deflated me as he takes off into the surrounding trees. I sigh and heave myself into my truck and drive to the beach, not wanting to go home. I sit in my truck for a few hours to make sure that when I do decide to go home, that Charlie won't be there and ask questions when he sees that I have been crying.

It's dark by the time my headlights hit the windows of my living room. I sat in my truck thinking about how better off I believe that everyone else would be if I no longer were here. Climbing the stairs I wonder whether I should do as Charlie mentioned and move back in with Renee, but that idea is quickly shut down. I came here so she could spend time with her husband. Yet, I came here and disrupted Charlie's life as well.

I screw up everything that I come into contact with. With the thoughts in my head, I lay in my bed and stare at my ceiling.

I'll go back to La Push for the last time tomorrow.