FULL SUMMARY: Bella wakes up and she is in an alternate reality, and so does Edward. In this reality, Rose, Em, Alice, and Jazz were never turned into vampires, only Edward, Esme, and Carlisle. Bella is in love with Jacob in this reality as well. They find each other when they go to school and they have to make a plan to find the person who is behind this and force them to change the past so everything is like it's supposed to be. It's set after Breaking Dawn, so everything that happened in the Twilight Saga series is in Edward and Bella's memories.

This idea came to me while I was brushing my teeth this morning, and I couldn't get it out of my head all day. This is a very strange story, but I like strange so it suits me well. If you think this is horrible, or good, please tell me, I need to know.

I sort of stole the idea for the title off of DeydreamBeliever's story Changing the Future, except I put past instead. Rest assured my story is nothing like hers and my idea is my own. I just didn't want people trying to tell me I stole something, when that wasn't my intention at all, the title just worked for my plot. But, I do recommend the story Changing the Future by DeydreamBeliever to everyone, it's a great story and has wonderful writing!

Disclaimer: I own this plot and there's nothing you can do about it! Ha! [but I still don't own Twilight.] :(

Changing the Past.

Chp. 1

Waking Up

BPOV

"Forever and forever and forever," he murmured.

"That sounds exactly right to me."

And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

I bolted upright in my bed, waking up from the most pleasant dream. Wait, waking up? I shook my head, blinking, taking in my surroundings. I was in…my old room? What happened?

My eyes searched the room frantically, why was I here? There was a light rap on the door. "Hey Bells, you up?" I unmistakably heard my father's voice.

I started shaking violently. Oh God, this can't be happening.

When I said nothing, Charlie came into the room, only to rush over to my bedside at the sight of me. "What's the matter?" he took a glace around the room, checking for any signs of danger.

"Where…" I couldn't keep the tremors out of my voice. I took a deep, unsteady breath before trying again. "Where's Edward?"

His brow furrowed. "Edward? What are you talking about, baby? Do you mean Edward Cullen?" He awkwardly reached his hand out and felt my forehead.

I couldn't control the shaking now, it overtook me. I felt hot tears prick at my eyes, and they soon fell over, gushing out uncontrollably.

I heaved myself off of the bed and ran into the bathroom, fumbling with the light switch until it turned on to confirm my worst nightmare; I was human.

My chocolate brown eyes stared back at me in horror. Charlie flew into the room seconds later, but that didn't matter. Edward was gone. Renesmee was gone. Oh God, Renesmee. She didn't exist.

I felt the pain rip through my heart with the force of a wrecking ball. I stepped back away from the mirror, sliding down the wall until I was sitting, continuously crying.

Charlie knelt down beside me. "Bella! Bella, what's wrong?" His hands flew everywhere frantically, not sure what to do. But there was nothing he could do.

"Bella, answer me!" he pleaded.

I looked over at him slowly, but didn't say anything. I could see the pain this was causing him, I was causing his pain.

He stared into my unseeing eyes for a few long moments before saying anything. "I'm calling Jake." He mumbled, pulling himself off of the ground and taking out his cell phone.

This caught my attention, but only confused me further. I slumped against the wall, deciding I didn't care.

After Charlie's phone call, he came back into the room. "He's on his way."

I gazed at my father for a moment and nodded slightly, indicating that I understood. "Listen Bells, today is a really important day at the station. Are you going to be okay until Jacob gets here? Or do you want me to stay?" He asked slowly, as if I wouldn't be able to comprehend what he meant if he talked at a regular speed.

My voice was strained, but I choked out the word after a second. "Go."

He bent down and kissed my temple before helping me back up and laying me in bed. "Love you, Bella."

"I love you, too." The words only ripped the gaping whole in my heart further open.

He left then, and I waited. How could this have happened? What exactly did happen? Was Edward real? Had I just imagined him? What the hell was happening to me!?

I wanted to scream, but my mouth wouldn't open to allow the sound to form. The sound that so desperately wanted to get out.

I heard footsteps, but easily ignored them. Nothing mattered. If he wasn't here, none of this mattered.

Jacob barged through my door and ran to the side of my bed, falling on his knees in front of it. He placed his lips urgently on me forehead. "Bella, are you okay? Charlie said you were crying and shaking…" he trailed off.

He was staring deep into my eyes, but I was looking elsewhere. "Bells?" I didn't answer, I didn't want to.

"Isabella?" his voice became more urgent.

I finally looked at him, but stayed silent. "What's wrong with you?"

I closed my eyes briefly, trying to shoo away the unwanted tears that were welling up. I opened my mouth to speak, but a weird, strangled cry sounded out instead. Jacob jumped off his knees and was sitting on the edge of my bed, his hands on either side of my face.

"Bella," he started, wearing his alpha voice, as I once called it, "you have to tell me what happened."

"I-I don't know." Was my fabulous reply.

"Why are you upset?" he asked, his voice more relaxed now that I was speaking.

I looked him in the eyes as I spoke. "I lost everything, it's all gone. They're all gone."

"What are you talking about?"

I didn't reply, just shaking my head instead. After a few minutes of silence, Jacob spoke again. "Bells, I'm calling the school. You shouldn't go today."

As he got up off of the bed, something triggered inside of me. "No." I whispered.

His head whipped around, "What?" he asked.

My voice was stronger. "No." I paused, sitting up. "I'm going, I have to go."

He smiled comfortingly and came to my side again, before his brow furrowed. "I really don't think that's a good idea, honey." He stroked my cheek softly.

I flinched away from his touch, it was too affectionate.

I tried to distract him from my utter rejection. "What day is it?"

He smiled. "It's your first day back to school after spring break….of senior year."

That right there tore into me deep, but I kept a straight face. I had to be strong. I had to go to school and figure this out. If he was there, than I didn't imagine all of this and I'm not crazy. If he's not, than I should definitely get some professional help, because I would need it. If he wasn't real, I don't even want to know how I would react, but I knew it wouldn't be good.

"You'd better get going, I need to get dressed and eat breakfast." I told Jacob who had remained quiet.

He shook his head. "No way, I'm driving you to school." He informed me.

I sighed, but didn't argue, I knew it was a lost cause. While I got dressed, Jacob made me the simple breakfast of a toaster strudel. He also made himself three. Which reminded me…

When I got downstairs, I asked him what was on my mind. "You're a werewolf, right?" I scolded myself mentally for being so blunt.

He stopped chewing as soon as the words past my lips. He swallowed, before speaking, his eyes narrowed. "Yes…." He trailed off suspiciously.

Okay, so Jacob and I were best friends, and I knew he was a werewolf. The vampire thing must be real too.

"Just checking." I lied, although I think he saw right through me. If he did, he didn't say anything.

After breakfast, Jacob drove me to school in the rabbit, talking nonstop on the way there. As I was getting out of his car, he kissed my fully on the lips. It was merely a peck so I had no time to push him away before his lips had already left mine.

"Have a good day." He smiled brightly at me.

I exited his car without another word, tears pricking my eyes. I ran into the building quickly, knowing I was late. Before I went into the office, I leaned against the building wall, wondering why he would kiss me like that. He knew I wasn't interested in him.

Everything was so messed up.

I glanced at my watch, noticing that it was lunch time. I decided to peek into the cafeteria before going to the office. As I walked through the door, my eyes were glued to the Cullen table, but nobody was there. I felt disappointment spread through me.

I went to the office anyways. If I was on the same schedule as I was when I went here in my dream, than Biology would be next. Normally, this would be my only class with Edward, but, when he changed schedules after he came back, our classes were all the same.

Just as I presumed, Biology was my next class. I found it strange that I knew exactly where my locker was without being told, and knew the combination as well. Maybe my dream was real…no. I couldn't allow myself to hope, for it would just crush me beyond repair if I found out my dream was just my imagination.

I waited at my locker, remembering all the happy times. It's impossible, my dream couldn't have lasted over the span of two years. It had to be real. For my sanity alone it had to be real.

Footsteps in the hallway alerted me that it was time for Biology. I tried not to run to class, but I was too eager to see if he was there though.

By the time I got there, almost everyone was already in the classroom. As I walked in, my eyes darted to our shared table, and what I saw there made my heart lurch.

There, sitting at the table, was the bronze haired, golden eyed boy of my dreams, literally.

This is short, but next chapter will be Edward's point of view! Thanks for reading, I sincerely hope you will leave a review, it would make my day.