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It's been a whole year since I've seen her. And now, suddenly out of the clear blue sky,

I am on my way to the coffee house. It was where I met her.

She is sitting there, looking the same way. But her hair is cut. It is not waist length anymore. She has cut it into a bob, and her bangs are swept to the side.

''Hey there,'' I say as I sit across from her.

''Embry,'' she smiles. ''I am so glad that you made time to see me. How's life? And you're family? I haven't seen them in a while...''

She is still so beautiful I think

Just as beautiful as she was the night she left you at the alter. my reasonable side argues.

That's right, Embry. Think about the day she left you at the alter. The night you saw her leave on that midnight train. She left the roses there to die. She didn't call you on your birthday. She just doesn't care...

She was beautiful even while breaking my hear, the breeze gently lifting her hair off of her shoulder as she stepped onto the train.

It is an awkward silence that settles over us.

''So why the hell am I hear''' I ask harshly, loving how she flinches ,''I am not gonna sit here and talk about thinkgs like work and the weather. Tell me why you want me here.''

''You know...you know how proud I am. And I think I need to swallow my pride and say I am sorry for that night. I...I just wanted to let you know I go back to December all the time. And If I could...I would turn around and change my own mind.''

''It's been a year...and you just realized what I am to you,'' I said through clenched teeth.

''Embry...I left because I was scared. I still remember that fight at two thirty a.m...Everything was slipping right our of my hand. I ran out crying...and you never came after me.''

''Have you no idea what you are to me,'' I ask her.

''I only know that you how I feel about you. You're the best thing that's ever been mine. Maybe this...maybe this is wishful thinking. Probably mindless we loved again I...I swear I'd love you right,'' she says.

At this point she is crying It kind of freaks me out because I have never seen her cry. But I pull her into my arms.

''Please Embry, I need you,'' she whimpers as she burries her face in my chest.

There's that sweet side of me everyone knows. But then there is that proud side...the side that would never admit he'd cried over a girl. The side that would say that when she left, he enjoyed the freedom.

''And this is me swallowing my pride, standing infront of you accepting that you're sorry for that night. Because I go back to December all of the time. It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you. Wishing I'd seen what I had when you where mine. And I'd go back to December, turn around and make it allright. I would have come after you.''

''I'm so sorry for that night,'' she whispers into my chest.

''So this us, standing infront of eachother swallowing our pride. We are both sorry for that night. And we'll go back to December turn it around, and make it allright,'' I state.

She nods, and I gently push her away.

''But it's February now. It's too late. I'm sorry,'' I shake my head.

I kiss her on the cheek and walk out of the coffee shop.

I drive away, but I can still see her in my rearview mirror.

It's too late for us. We can never be really happy, not with this...bad dream that we can't wake fun.

It doesn't matter how many times I relive this nightmare. I wil always love her...I just can't trust her. She should have realized what she had when I was hers.

But I'll still go back to December, turn around and make it allright.

For Leah Clearwater, I'd go back to December and change our minds.

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