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My name is Bella Swan. But my best friend calls me Bee for short. My life has been great. I've been the center of attention ever since I got casted to be in Hollywood movie production. Fame and fortune has ruled my life since I was 16 and now that I am 25 things have slowed down a little. But I got a disturbing phone call from my dad's best friend Billy. He said he has been diagnosed with cancer. I have to go home. I have to go back to the one place I once died to escape. The way I left there was wrong. I deserted everything I ever knew. I left my boyfriend without even telling him. I probably broke his heart and I was hoping I'd never have to look into those deep brown eyes again. If I'm lucky he lives on the other side of the world by now…If I am lucky.

Chapter One- last day in L.A

"Bee…"

I heard my best guy friend Oliver screaming my name from the living room of my pent house. I goggled and resend before exiting the hallway. Leave it up to Oliver to blast Beyoncé early in the morning. Grabbing my silk robe I made my way towards the living room area. I stood at the bottom step totally horrified at the view. Oliver had his hot pink cardio outfit on. It was the funniest thing I have seen in a while. I laughed hysterically.

"Oh come on girl. You know baby got back," He said as he rocked his hips to the beat.

"Please…I'm going to die if you don't stop."

I made my way over to the couch and flopped down.

"So I ordered out plan tickets to Forks. We leave tomorrow."

Oliver had a horrid look on his face.

"What do you mean us? You know how much I love you bee but forks will never fancy my fancy," He said as he muted the Television.

"We discussed this last night. You promised you would go."

"I must have had one to many white Russians last night."

"Oliver I can't go there alone. I'll be bored and so will you back here alone."

"Miss Bella Swan you have to bribe a man like me," He smiled deviously

"Fine…I'll buy you a Prada bag," I agreed.

"And…"

"And designer shades. Do we have a deal or not?" I asked impatiently

"Deal."

I hugged him tightly and smiled.

"What are you going to do about Edward? Long distance relationships are complicated especially with the local tail."

"I could care less about the local tail but I am going to break things off with Edward for good. He's just not what I need. His life is here and L.A is not the only home I have."

"It seems as if someone has been thinking really hard lately."

"I have. My dad is sick and there is a possibility that I'll lose if forever. Now I have to go home and deal with that and face my past."

"You mean face Jake?" Oliver asked

"Yea. I have been trying not to think about it that much but it's impossible not to. When I left him it was not because I did not love him anymore I just needed to follow my heart and I could not give him a reason to make me stay. I think I'm more afraid of what his life is like now. He probably hates me," I said with my head held low.

"Time heals all wounds Bee and I promise I'll always love you. Now this is our last night in L.A and we will not spend it mopping around like losers. Every time we step out that front door there are cameras flashing. So let's get dressed and go out."

I shook my head no.

"I have to meet Edward to back things off. But you go out and have a good time on me. But please don't get Chocolate Wasted," I giggled.

"Damn the chocolate I want to get men wasted," He laughed.

"Ugh I hate you."

"But I love you babe."

"I'm going to shower," I said standing to my feet.

"Yea we'll I'm going to go and hit the gym. If I stay here all I will do is listen to my best girlfriend Beyoncé and honey says we must stay in shape to be bootylicious."

I smiled lightly. "You are defiantly one of a kind."

"Okay we'll text me and let me know when you are done with Sir Stick in the mud. We can have cocktails afterwards."

"Okay."

Oliver exited the front door both bright tailed and blonde hair. He was definitely sunshine to my cloudy day. Hollywood's new trends were the gay best friend but I was not looking to follow a trend. Oliver was the only real and raw friend I had in this business. He was honest and very caring. Sometimes a little over the top but I'd rather him over the top than bellow the bottom. I headed towards the bathroom right as my phone began to ring. I mouthed the words to California girls as I hurried to answer it.

"Hello…"

I heard a smooth voice. It was all too familiar. My heart began to race at the speed of light. It felt good to have this feeling again. My heart had been completely numb for the past few years.

"Jake it that you?" I asked

It was him. He did not sound too happy to hear my voice but I was happy to hear his. Actually I was more than happy. My day had become better in a matter of seconds. He told me that he would have to pick me up from the airport tomorrow because Charlie was in the hospital now. His dad was staying at the hospital to make sure he was alright. After Jacob shared the news he rushed me off of the phone.

I slammed the phone down. I did not know whether to be happy or sad. I did not know whether to be more pissed off at myself or Jacob. I grabbed the towel and headed towards the shower. I was going to need a cold shower to numb the sudden pain I was feeling.

Later I met Edward at a secluded restaurant called Chrystal. I stood outside for a few moments and took a deep breath. This was going to be harder than I thought. My feet became the sudden warning that I needed to go inside. The thick gold buckle on my Dolce and Cabana were becoming irritating. I quickly lit a cigarette and inhale a few times. There were a few camera men snapping shots of me and probably coming up with an ad title inside their heads. I turned away from them so that they could take pictures of my back.

"Isabella…Isabella tells me what is it like being friends with a gay actor? Are you gay yourself?" one of them asked

"It's great and I am as straight as a pencil guys. You have a great night," I said as I put out the cigarette and proceeded inside.

I found Edward at a quiet table towards the back. I inhaled and took a seat. He looked confused but he leaned over to kiss me. I tiled my head to that his lips missed my lips and landed on my cheek. He sat lightly back in his chair.

"You smell like smoke," He told me.

"I had a cigarette."

"Should I be worried? You only smoke cigarettes when something is bothering you."

"We'll my dad has cancer."

"I have heard. It was on the cover of us weekly yesterday. But I am upset that you did not call and talk to me about it."

"I have not talked to anyone except Oliver."

"So what are you having?" Edward said changing the subject

I looked at him in shock and bit my bottom lip. Was my dad not worth talking about? Edward was the most inconsiderate person I knew. He did not give a damn about anything other than himself.

"I think we should break up," I said.

He took his eyes off the menu and looked up at me. There was no emotion behind them.

"You are being crazy Bella. Let's fix this."

"No. There is not anything to fix. This is not even a real relationship. The only time we are affectionate is when the cameras start rolling. I don't want to live my life the same way I live my career."

"I love you."

"You don't love me. You love the attention you get with me. I'm going back home to forks for a while. I want this relationship to be done already. Go find another starlet to get attention. I'm done with this," I said as I got up from the table.

"Bella if you leave I will never take you back. You will be ruining your career."

"No I'm ruining your career. Good bye Edward. It's a wrap."

I walked out of that restaurant with my head held high. I had finally begun to take control of my life and damn did it feel good. But I was still worried. I was holding onto hope that Jacob would talk to me. But I did not know why I was setting myself up. It was something that would never get old.