Chapter One:

I made my way around the isles of this flimsy supermarket, uncaringly pushing the shopping cart and dragging my own two feet. Edward needs to go hunting, of course he did, why would I stop him? Would I really be that selfish as to stop him from eating? No, I couldn't, as much as I wanted him beside me right now.

"Excuse me, miss." An older woman, very petite with a lovely heart-shaped face and dark inky hair passed by me, her son seated inside the shopping cart playing around with cans of food; his russet skin and his dark black hair reminded me of only one person. Jacob.

Jacob, my ex best friend who'd disappeared not too long ago. I would never admit it to Edward, of course I wouldn't; I was no Jasper but I could feel his sadness the minute I mention Jacob's name… even though sometimes, without my say so, he knows I'm thinking about Jacob.

I was happy; I was ecstatic and nothing could possibly bring me down… because Edward was always with me.

Feeling like a hypocrite for multiple reasons, I groggily and blearily grabbed the freshest steak I could find. I sighed. I felt like a hypocrite because I felt as if I was using Edward as my door stand. Whenever I wander away from him, Jacob always seems to seep into my thoughts; I would always wonder if he was okay and if he was happy, knowing very well damn right that I was the cause of him leaving.

Feeling a bit uneasy and groggy, I looked at the clear windows of the supermarket, looking at the moon in the distance. A full moon. I sighed and wrapped my arms around myself, closing my eyes. I knew perfectly well I was standing in front of a dairy section of a store in the middle of the night just taking in the chill that I was use to… remembering the heat that Jacob had once given me. My own sun. But he was gone.

I had told Charlie that Alice and I were having a sleepover, so unless he decided he needed to go out for a midnight snack, I wouldn't run into him tonight. The feeling of guilt and shame for lying to him was softening, since I was very well the saddest excuse for a liar that he'd ever met.

"Bella, You couldn't lie to save your own skin darlin'."

He was right, but I was getting practice. Technically I am at a sleepover at Alice's house. So technically, I wasn't lying.

I sighed and bit my lower lip, trying to decide whether I need milk or not. I regret forgetting to bring a jacket; tonight had turned out exceedingly cold yet so pleasant. Outside it was quiet and smelled like after rain, moist with a rosemary smell to it. It is spring after all.

"You know dear, if you stand around like that you might catch a cold." I turned around, frowning, to see the woman I'd seen a few minutes ago. She was smiling, holding her young son in her arms. He was playing with her earring. "You alright?" She asked, grimacing.

I nodded halfheartedly, reminding myself to breathe. All I could do was stare at the little boy.

"He's almost 4. Isn't he charming?" She smiled, her young son giggling wrapping his little arms around her neck.

"Yes, he really is." I paused and smiled. "What's his name?" I asked, looking at her facial expression. All she did is smile.

"Gabriel." She nodded and caressed her hand through his hair.

"He's really adorable, but I think he might be sleepy." I chuckled weakly.

Seeing this little boy in his mothers arms made me sad. For some reason, Jacob's face crowded my mind.

"Yeah, he is, isn't he." She chuckled. "I guess I better go, you take care of yourself, okay?" She smiled reassuringly at me then turned to pull the shopping cart with one hand.

I closed my eyes then reopened them. The little boy was peering back at me as his mother walked away, waving his little hand goodbye. I smiled and waved back at him.

In my mind, an image of Edward and I, standing perfectly together and holding each other's hand came up.

I closed my eyes.

There was an image of me and Edward staring at each other with such love that I had to open my eyes to look away foolishly. I was… pallid and my eyes were just like his. We looked the perfect couple.

I closed my eyes again and for a moment, the image came back into my mind. This time, I was in my own shoes. I could feel Edward rubbing my shoulders reassuringly, his cold lips against my ear.

Suddenly, He whispered.

"Happy 20h anniversary, my beautiful, gorgeous Bella."

I opened my eyes instantly, feeling as if Edward had actually been there, my panting getting strong.

"Edward." I choked under my breath.

I closed my eyes once more, but instead of feeling the cold air radiating from the dairy section of the supermarket, I felt heat. Warmth…

I gasped. Suddenly, the darkness in my mind was replaced my an image of me and Jacob, standing against each other, holding each other closely with me staring up at his face as he caressed the hair from my face with one hand, his other hand on my belly.

Even if the image was a mere figment of my thoughts, I could feel the warmth. Where ever Jacob had touched me in my mind, my skin was thriving for his warmth.

I closed my eyes again.

Suddenly, I found myself in the middle of a portrait-like image. The whole La Push gang was standing around Jacob and I. Even young Seth was there, hugging my waist. Jacob was glaring playfully at Seth and laughing. Sam… Emily… Billy… Paul… Embry… Quil… Leah… and so many other people. Everyone, however, happy, smiling and laughing; even me.

I opened my eyes gasping for air, coughing and choking over my feeble attempt to breathe steadily.

I closed my eyes again, tears swelling into my eyes and some already rolling down my face.

Suddenly, I could see another portrait-like image.

It was all the Cullens and I. Carlisle and Esme were smiling, holding each other in the farthest corner. Beside them, Alice and Jasper were smiling, looking ancient and dangerous, gorgeous and young, and holding hands like secret lovers. Beside Alice and Jasper, Edward and I stood, Edward's head placed on my shoulder with me facing straight forward, a giant ring sparkling in my hand. All of our stares were so terrifying, so powerful and overwhelming. Next to me, Emmett and Rosalie stood, Rosalie looking like a gorgeous model.

In fact, all four of us were dressed in silk and satin, our pale faces and glowing golden eyes staring forward. We truly looked to fit our description; dangerous.

I opened my eyes, my face starting to damp from sweat and from the tears that rolled down my face.

What is my mind trying to tell me? Why is it that without Edward my mind starts wandering off? Why?!

I wiped the tears off my face and sighed. My breaths had become jagged and uneven.

I strolled quickly down the Isle and got into one of the two lines formed. I waited my turn patiently, focusing my mind on the wedding; unfortunately, the image that my mind had created was pasted on my memory… through my eyes. Both of them.

I sighed and turned my gaze to the windows, staring at the moon.