After living with the Cullen's for over three hundred years, Bella is sick of playing keep it a secret and takes some time alone. During that time she meets a very old vampire who claims not to have a name. he gives her a choice. A choice to go back. A second chance at a real life.
She would have her memories and her humanity. After 200 years Bella wonders how life would have been if she had chosen differently.
Prologue
It was weird. Falling asleep- dreaming.
When I woke up I was in my old bedroom in phoenix. I was back in 2005, looking at the calendar I saw in bold letters FORKS with every say before it with a big fat red X in front of it. Today was the day I was leaving.
I heard the fall of feet just before a soft knock at my door.
Renée
"Hey." She whispered softly as she peaked in the door. "Today is your big day. Are you really sure about this?"
"Yeah mom. I think I really am." I answered with a smile.
"Alright. There's a box of cereal with your name on it if you want it." She said joking before closing my door. She knew I hated cereal, which meant she had mircowaved the bacon for twenty seconds and put two pieces of toast in the toaster for me. God love the woman.
I tossed back the light comforter and found that I was still in the jeans and one of Jakes old shirts.
It was so weird. He hadn't even bought this shirt yet. No one had. It was a concert shirt from 2008. I sighed. I would have to keep it hidden.
Showered and dressed in my old jeans and a random tank top I made my way to the kitchen grabbing my morning bacon and tomato sandwich.
Mom walked in on the phone with Charlie.
"…really excited…"
"Hey mom." I said around a bite before swallowing and yelling louder. "Hey dad!" I heard him laugh and couldn't help but smile.
"Alright. Well we are leaving here as soon as your daughter finishes her food okay… bye Charlie." Mom said before looking back at me doubtfully.
"Yes mom. I am sure. You'll be happier with Phil and I need some quality time with Charlie." I said finishing off my sandwiches and downing the glass of OJ.
It really was way too easy to be a teenager…