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Chapter 1- alone

I don't know how long I have been sitting in this corner of my room. It could have been hours, days, or months. I didn't really care. Without him nothing was liked it used to be. Alone. I sit in my room. Alone, thinking of ways I could be living my life. Alone, wishing he would come back and save me.

I heard my dad call me many times. He brought food to me, but I wouldn't eat. He look desperate to help me, but how could he. I swear I could almost read his mind. The pain in his eyes when he looked at me, as if I wasn't bad enough. Now I had to deal with the guilt of hurting him in the process.

I listened. Downstairs I could hear to people talking. They were talking rather loudly. I was barley curious as to who it was. Then the voice became more clear through the buzz life was. I could hear, my mom? Why did I hear the familiar voice of my mom when I was still in Forks? Then my door opened and I heard a deep gasp. I looked up to see my mom looking at me with tears in her eyes.

I was asking myself why she was here when I saw her pull a suitcase from my closet. I got up for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. My mother turned to look at me.

"Bella?" she questioned. Did she really not know it was her own daughter. Clearly that could not be what she asked. I was full of anger at the moment though. What was she doing with my suitcase? Was she going to tske me away. How could I leave? What if Edward came back? Oh, no. I had slipped. For all this time I tried not to think his name. It now sent waves of agony through my body. It was pure torture.

"NO! I WON'T GO! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME LEAVE MOM! I WON'T!" by the end of my speech I had fallen onto my bed in more silent tears. My mom sat down beside me and started weeping. I had made my mom cry. I was hurting everyone lately.

"I'm..soo..sorry...mom.." I said through cries. I knew in that moment that something had to change. If I continued this I would hurt everyone I cared about.

"It's fine. Bella, please. You need some time away. You need to break free of Edward." His name sent spikes right through my already punctured heart. I couldn't believe what she was asking me to do. I must have heard her wrong.

Every moment of the day caused memore pain, and everyday it got worse. My dad could see it. He wouldn't call my mom to assist if things were going fine. I would be teasing myself to say I was fine.

That was the day things would change. I asked my mom, "What is the date?"

She said, "It is February 16, Bella."

I said, "Oh.."

I heard my mom walk down the stairs, and then tell my dad that I was on vacation for a week and if I didn't go out she would come get me. I decided that I needed to change. I needed to start over. No matter how much pain he had caused me I would move on.

Since I was no longer wanted, I would no longer cry over the broken relationship. It was over. I had been repeating those words for so long now, but they didn't set in until this moment.

This was the real test of my healing heart. I would call someone later. I needed to talk to someone. i just did not know who. Who would talk to me after all the time I was lost. After all I had been through, who was the one person who would pick up the pieces and put me together again. I was a broken puzzle. The problem was my pieces had been shattered in the storm. The pieces needed to be completely remade.

Jacob. He was the person I needed. He had been my personal sun. I needed him back. He was the one thing that could take me out of my darkest hour. He could subside my pain.