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Some nights, when I had nothing to do, I thought about him. Edward. It's true, he had left so many years ago, but I still think about him from time to time. I wonder where he is and how his adopted family is.

I wasn't living with Charlie but I was still in Forks, I don't know why, though. Nothing really held me there but the memories, I couldn't leave those behind.

I was still friends with Jacob, Mike, Angela, Jess, and everyone I met at high school. I still drove my rusty, old Chevy. It still hadn't broken down, and I was happy about that. Jake and I still ride our motorcycles every weekend.

I moved on from Edward, I realized that I had to. I haven't strayed off the highway to the big, white house that was hidden with overgrown vegetation. I'm awfully proud of that. Jacob doesn't mention the Cullens; he must think that it still bothers me. It doesn't.

I live in a small house that's down the street from Charlie's, only fifteen minutes away from La Push. Again, my life kind off revolves around Jacob. Charlie thinks we're more, but we aren't. Jacob seems a little happy when Charlie makes this mistake. I usually elbow him in the ribs and correct Charlie.

I go to the community college so I can stay near home. I hate leaving Charlie alone. He can't cook to save his life.

"Bella!" Jacob yelled, yanking my arm, pulling me out of my train of runaway thoughts.

"Oh, sorry," I said, looking around, "What did you say?"

"Do you wanna ride bikes today?" Jake asked as he lounged on Charlie's couch. We usually hang at Charlie's on Saturday when he's fishing.

"No, not really," I answered as I looked out the window, "Maybe tomorrow."

It was raining, as always, the sky murky and bleak. I could hear the rain hitting the hood of my truck and I could see Jacob's Rabbit parked behind my truck. He built it from scratch a few years ago.

"Do you remember," I began, pulling my gaze away from the window, "the first time you drove that? We went to the movies…"

"And that weenie threw up all over himself?" Jacob said as he smiled and changed the channel on Charlie's small T.V.

"That was hilarious," I said, "And then we all got sick. I hated that flu."

"Yeah," Jacob agreed, "It was the worst. Twenty four hours my butt, I was sick for like a week!"

"And then I resorted to stalking Billy," I laughed as I thought about it, "You wouldn't get on the phone, you lazy jerk! Billy got so annoyed!"

"Nah, he was more annoyed that I just yelled when I was hungry 'stead of getting up," Jacob chuckled as he slid off the couch.

"What are you doing?" I asked, sliding off the loveseat.

"Charlie got anything to eat 'round here?" He asked, smiling and stretching out. His head almost hit the low ceiling.

Gosh, he is so tall, I thought as I followed him down the hall to Charlie's kitchen.

Sometimes, only sometimes, I'm glad that Edward's gone. Then, the phone rang.

"Hello?" I said as I slapped Jacob's hand away from a leftover slice of birthday cake from Jessica's party that I saved for him.

"Bella?" A soft, velvet voice answered.

I knew the voice all too well. "Yeah," I answered, trying to delay the conversation.

"It's Edward Cullen. Can we…talk?" He sounded uncomfortable.

I dropped the phone. Was the floor getting just a little too close and why were the walls spinning? I collapsed.

"Bella!? Bella!?" Jacob yelled as he ran towards me.

Everything went black.

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