A/N: Twilight and all it's characters belong to the great Stephenie Meyer. I just use them to my imagination.

This is my first Fanfic so please be gentle with me.

Thank You to my AWESOME Beta Aurora18. I was so clueless without you. YOU'RE THE BEST!

CHAPTER ONE/ PROLOGUE

"Yes Dad, I'll be fine. I have my mace," I recited for the hundredth time to my extremely overprotective father.

"Ok Bells, but don't forget-"

"…what you taught me about self defense. Yeah, I got it."

"Sorry honey, I'm just going to miss you and you know I worry. Especially with you being out there all by yourself."

"I know and I'm going to miss you too. I love you Dad."

"Love you too Bells," was his gruff response while pulling me into a tight fatherly hug and pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

After our goodbyes I hopped into my trusty old Chevy pick up truck and was on my way to Seattle. I know Jake will probably be hurt because I left without saying goodbye, but it's for the best. I love Jake, but it's never easy leaving him.

"I'm going crazy, I'm losing my mind…..I'm going crazy in this big white room of mine," I sang in tune with the radio.

The intensity of the ache in my chest was beginning to feel less and less with every mile I got closer to Seattle. I felt so suffocated in that tiny little town but I guess doing everything to make everyone else happy will do that to you. My inability to just utter one simple word, "no", was becoming my downfall.

Or demise depending on how you look at it.

I felt like I was unable to stick to my own decisions because I was always in fear of disappointing someone else.

First there was Renee.

She wanted be able to travel with her younger professional baseball player husband without having to worry about her seventeen year old daughter at home. She never said anything of course, but I would always feel guilty whenever she would have to kiss him goodbye when he left for his away games.

She would cry at night when he was away but she was always trying to hide just how much she missed him. I always knew though. Renee is a great mom, a bit scatter brained and sometimes blunt to the point of embarrassment, but a good mom.

I was well aware of where babies came from at the age of seven. I learned at a very young age to never ask Renee a question unless you were prepared to get the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

The most horrific example that came to mind was when the time came to have the 'sex talk'; she didn't exactly soften the blow. She went straight to the point saying " Bella, when the time is right you'll know it, but make sure he wraps it before you allow it anywhere near your hoo-ha. Your first time will probably be really uncomfortable so make sure he gets you off first, you know, so it's less painful." She then proceeded to draw a diagram of a penis penetrating a vagina. I was twelve years old and mortified.

Poor little pre-teen Bella blushed for two days straight.

…anyway

I made the choice to move to Forks with my father Charlie to give the newlyweds their own space. Charlie was great, he didn't hover and he was rarely home but I never felt neglected. He always made sure to let me know he loved me in his own way and I always had everything I needed.

The second time I changed my life in order to make someone happy was the time I told Charlie I was moving to New York. I wanted to go NYU for college but Charlie wanted me to stay close to home.

When he said, "I feel like I just got my baby girl back, I can't lose you again Bells," all the time scratching his head nervously and shifting from one foot to the other, I knew there was no way I was leaving. So I chose to go to UW instead while still living at home. I knew he wasn't trying to guilt me into staying, but in the end that's exactly what happened.

Lastly there was Jake. He and I grew up together so I'd known him before my parents split up and before my mom and I moved to Phoenix. He's the son of Charlie's best friend Billy and we were always doing stuff together; like going down to La Push Beach or to the diner for milkshakes.

When I moved back with Charlie it just made sense for us to pick up from where we left off, like my moving away had never happened.

We hung out all the time and became best friends; we knew each other's secrets and life stories, everything. Being together every waking minute of the day meant that we were very comfortable with each other. But that changed during my sophomore year of college. Jake decided that he wanted to be more than just friends and starting planning our futures. There was only one problem with that, while I loved Jake it was a brotherly love and definitely not the romantic kind. When I expressed this to Jake he was angry and hurt, but somehow still confident that in time I would realize that I was in love with him and we would be together.

I tried on numerous occasions to let him down gently, but he was adamant. After a while he didn't bring it up again and we still hung out, but I think the fact that I have never dated or had a boyfriend made him hopeful that there was a future for us. It's not that I don't believe in love or anything, I just haven't found it yet.

I believe in soul mates and the happily ever after so I knew mine was out there somewhere.

But Jake wasn't it.

So now here I am sat behind the wheel of my truck on the way to start my new life in Seattle, as the new junior editor of Eclipse Publishing. I was going to a place where I could live guilt free, make my own decisions, and be my own person whilst only having to take care of myself.

In theory it sounded perfect.

I really hope I'd made the right choice.

I knew there was a storm coming tonight so I decided to try to take a short cut. The sky had begun to darken due to the upcoming storm. It was cloudy, but beautiful streaks of oranges and pinks blended throughout the sky. Flashes of brilliant greens flew by as I drove passed the lush green forest. I could even smell the light mist of the beginnings of rain in the air from the small crack in my side window.

About five miles later my truck suddenly started to sputter and slow almost to a crawl. I quickly pulled over to the shoulder of the road before it completely stopped so I would not have to push it. I thought taking a short cut was probably not such a good idea seeing as this wasn't one of the roads where many people would be passing by.

Stupid Bella

I hopped out of the truck and popped the hood to see if I could find anything wrong. I remembered a little of what Jake used to show me when he would work on it. Unfortunately, that didn't do me much good because after a while I decided I was useless and that praying for a miracle was probably my best shot.

After a while I heard tires crunch on gravel and I glanced over my shoulder as a black car parked behind me. I hadn't turned around to face it, which I know was probably not one of the smartest or safest things to do, but the sleeve of my sweater had gotten caught on a hook. Just when I heard footsteps getting closer, I freed myself and was able to turn around fully. When I did, I was met with a man a little over six feet tall with the most beautiful bright green eyes I had ever seen.

He was absolutely gorgeous with a chiseled jaw line that could have been sculpted, with pink full lips, and wind blown hair a rich bronze color.

When I turned I also noticed that he had stopped mid-stride and began to stare back at me. After a few moments he cleared his throat and began to speak. When he did, his voice was as smooth as velvet.

"Hi there, looks like you might need some help. Are you having some car trouble?"

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