I'm back to fanfiction with new stories. I haven't visited this site for almost 8 months.

JUST SHARING SOMETHING :

Has anyone read the Mortal Instruments ? Clockwork Angels ? LOL.

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CHAPTER 1

The smoldering breeze of the Forks' coldness is making every hair on my body stand on its end.

I stood in front of my dad's house. The once clear-as-water windows were now full of dust. The grass on the lawn is unruly and obvious that no one was mowing it. My eyes welled up at the image of my once ecstatic home.

My dad died a few weeks ago and Carlisle Cullen, a good friend of my father called me at my college to tell me the painful news. My dad was an honorable man, a police so-to-say; he kept mostly to himself when I sent myself here in the middle of fifth grade. He was glad to know that he was going to see me graduate at his old school.

And then everything spiraled down when he rejected me. My whole life was broken about that small rejection that I packed up and left without a word.

The dumb side of me didn't even think how my abrupt departure was going to affect my father.

He was devastated. He thought I was enjoying my life in Forks and seemed really confused when I left. I didn't tell him the truth. Scared that he would hunt down the one that made me leave.

And now, here I am. Standing in front of my past. I thought that my past was already forgotten and long gone, but I was definitely wrong. I did not know that my past is also going to be in my future. I also learned that he left everything to me, every cent that was in his bank account was mine to use in time of need.

I grabbed my bags and headed toward the door. I reached for the bell on top of the door and pulled the key from under it, it was good that he didn't remove it there. I got inside only to be greeted by the same woody scent of the house and the things were in order. It was like he was here.

A brown coat hanging from the coat hanger had a note pinned to it. In a doctor's handwriting, it said:

Hope you feel right back at home, Bella.

Come meet us anytime.

Carlisle and Esme

I smiled at the crinkly note in my hand. I figured it was Esme who was doing all the work here.

I settled in comfortably in my old room with the bed sheets like the last time I'd seen them. Pictures of my friends plastered on the wall above my bed. And the computer on the corner was replaced by a sleek Mac book Air. I'd have to thank Esme and Carlisle later on.

I found some home-made lasagna in the kitchen table, courtesy of Esme, as well.

I lingered and tossed in my bed in the night because I can't sleep at all. And I don't know what is keeping me awake. After two hours of being an insomniac, I finally got some sleep. Little did I know that being awake is better than the dream or rather nightmare I was going to have.

I was standing on a familiar clearing. The sun was almost down. Sky was filled with different colors of red and orange. In short, it was beautiful. A few moments later, I felt arms slide on my waist. I smiled at the horizon, loving the protective feeling of those arms.

"It's time to go." I heard Edward said before he kissed my hair. Sometimes, with the actions he does, it makes me feel that he wants me to.

"Yeah. Okay." I stuttered as he pulled me through the trees and into his Volvo.

No, we're not together – even though I wish we were. Yes, we're friends, best friends actually. I think that he just sees me as a little sister. And I don't feel the same way he does.

Another scene flashed through.

Prom. The only reason I agreed to this kind of thing is because Edward used his puppy dog eyes on me. And he knows that I can't resist that.

And now here I was.

All dolled up in a knee-length flowy blue dress which was tied at the back of my neck. My hair was curled up at the end and rested on each side of my face. All in all, I look pretty good.

"You don't look pretty good, Bella." He voiced out my thoughts and I forgot that I was dancing with him. It took me a minute to register what he'd just said.

"I don't?" I asked as sadness filled my eyes. I stopped moving my feet on the dance floor and exited away from his grasp.

"Of course not. You look beautiful." His breath was right next to my ear as he pulled me closer to him and we continued dancing.

See, that action right there makes me think that he's in love with me too. I sighed in frustration, thinking that there was no way he was going to love me back.

The group – Alice, Edward, me, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie – got refreshments before Edward dragged me to the meadow.

This is it. I have to tell him before he moves to Dartmouth next week.

"Edward?" I called to him after minutes of lying down next to each underneath the stars. I hugged his tuxedo jacket as the wind got stronger.

"Yeah?" He replied after a yawn.

"Uhm. Here goes nothing." I mumbled to myself as I sat up in one elbow and leaned towards him. When he saw me move, he automatically shifted to one elbow also.

"I love you." I immediately blurted out without thinking.

"I love you too." He smiled and cupped my cheek. We're not on the same page.

I removed his hands from my face and looked down. He doesn't get it. He's such an oblivious person. The tears were coming out.

"Edward…" I started softly, whispering his name.

"I don't love you like a best friend. Well, yes, I do, but so much more. I just wish that you could love me back." I poured my heart out in one breath. I waited… and waited. When he didn't respond, I looked up to see him with a frown on his face.

"Bella." My name coming from his lips sounded like a harp and violin playing together.

"You know how I feel about Tanya." He whispered. And just with those words, it was a stab to my heart. Painful. Hurt.

"Okay." I nodded and stood up. He, however, seemed entranced and just stared straight ahead. I removed his jacket on my shoulders and bent down, making eye level with him.

"I'm sorry. Now I know that you can never love me like I love you. I hope you have a good life, Edward Cullen." I said as tears rolled down my cheeks and I kissed him on both cheeks, relishing in the feel of his warm and smooth skin.

"I love you. Goodbye." Were my last words to him. I took off my shoes and headed out the forest. Running in tears in my dress. I heard him call my name from a distance but I ignored it, no more words were to be said. Everything is finished.

I shot up in bed. The sudden rush made my head ache. I clutched my head as I headed downstairs and drank some water.

I showered and dressed. I figured that I might as well visit the Cullens now. I'll either see them later or right now. I think right now would be the right one.

I drove my beat up old truck through the roads and finally turned to the right highway.

In a matter of minutes, I was looking up at the mansion before me. Nothing much has changed, except for the roses that were growing on the side of the porch.

I vowed never to go here again. And yet here I was.

"Bella!" I heard the familiar motherly voice called to me. I immediately had a big smile on my face as Esme gracefully walked down the porch steps and I reached out to hug her. She hold on to me tight and kissed my forehead.

"Hi Esme." I greeted her after our intimate hug.

"It's good to finally have you back. Everyone's inside." She told me as soon as we got inside the door.

"E-everyone?" I stuttered. I wasn't ready to see him after 4 years without contact.

"Yes. They all want to attend the funeral. Even Edward made it here." I could see the smile on her face at the mention of her son, and I wouldn't want to disappoint her so I just nodded and put on a diplomatic smile.

I placed my bag and coat on the hook on the right wall. My fingerless gloves remained in my hands, warming me up for the reunion I was about to have.

After almost four years without communicating – well, it was me who wasn't answering his e-mails and calls, I was about to meet him again in person. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. My breathing was getting heavier…

"Are you alright, Bella?" Esme asked with her voice full of concern.

"Yes, I am. Let's go meet everyone." I pretended to sound excited so to take her concerned mind off me for awhile.

The house is still the same as before and I remember the way throughout everything. Still, Esme lead me to the living room where I heard a lot of voices talking and some laughter.

"Bella." I heard my favorite doctor's voice. I engulfed him in a hug and buried my head in his chest while he rubbed my back. Carlisle's always been like a second dad to me.

"Hey, Carlisle." I smiled while he kissed my forehead and squeezed me before letting go.

And a second after I was let go by Carlisle, my feet was off the ground. I immediately knew that it was Emmett.

"Li'l sis!" He exclaimed as he put a sloppy kiss on my cheek. I pretended to wipe it off.

"Em. Glad to see you again." I grinned at my so-called big brother. I sat on one of the couches, the beige one. It was next to the enormous glass window that overlooks the green forest. I would sometimes spend my time pacing here while looking out.

I glanced back at the people that I love before me who were here for the death of my dad.

Alice – I'm glad she didn't tackle me yet, maybe she was just giving me some space. Carlisle, Esme, and Emmett. I figured he was texting Rose and Jasper to come here because of my arrival. But wait… Where's Edward?

No need to worry about him. It's a good thing he's not here, otherwise, his parents are going to see me break down – and it'll not be because of my late dad! Esme said that he was here, not technically, maybe he was out or something.

"I thought Edward was here?" The words were out of my mouth before I knew it.

I could see all the Cullens smirking before Esme answered me. Is it so hard to believe that I miss my… best friend?

"He went out an hour ago. Saying he needs to be somewhere." She grabbed my hand in comfort. She is so compassionate. She had taken the role of my real mother. My drunk, violent, blunt mother, who is now at some asylum in Arizona. She got in there about a year ago.

I nodded my head.

Being with the Cullens again made me feel so open and high-spirited like we were in high school. I truly love them. Even with Carlisle and Esme as the adults, they fit in with us kids and there was no awkwardness when we were with them. Truly great friends can never be replaced.

The front door suddenly opened. I tensed as I guessed it was Edward, because who would knock on their own door, right?

I saw a streak of blonde hair before I was on the couch. It was Rose. She was hugging me tight and I returned the favor. But when I smelled her hair, I immediately knew that it wasn't her.

I let go of the unfamiliar body that was holding onto me. The blonde stood up with an evil smile on her face which made me cringe.

It was definitely not Rose.

I'm terribly sorry for the CLIFFY ON THE FIRST CHAPTER.

I know I'm evil. *grins*

Until next time...