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Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. These character belong to Stephanie Meyers.

Bella Pov

I think I'm ready.

After opening my eyes I quickly glance down at my attire, then tightly close them shut again taking deep breaths through my nose. I have been doing this all morning. In a flash I open them again and look up at the mirror in front of me trying to shake off my nerves. I am so nervous. Today embarks on a new journey in my life. Not only am I moving back to Seattle, I am also going to see my best friend again after eight years of separation.

I really miss him.

The doorbell ringing brought me out of my inner thoughts. I opened the door knowing exactly who was on the other side of the door. My annoying ass roommate, Lauren.

"Bella, when are you leaving", is the first thing she says as she brushes past me into the living room.

"Lost your key again Lauren?", I ask ignoring her question. I close the door and walk towards my room.

"Seriously Bella. My boyfriend's sister needs that room. You said you would be out today". I roll my eyes.

"I am. My friends will be here shortly", I said just as my phone rang. I walked into my room shutting the door.

"Hello, this is Bella", I answered.

"Hi Bella, this is Angela Weber, we spoke a few weeks ago.", the lady that offered me the job said.

"Oh, yes. I am looking forward to starting next Monday." ,I say into the phone with a smile on my face.

"That's why I am calling. We need you to start this week on Monday, as we are making a few changes and having training sessions. We want you to be there.".

I nodded excitedly into the phone.

"Sure, yes, definitely. I will be there." I was still nodding my head in excitement.

"Ok, great. You report directly to Rosalie Hale that morning."

That name sounds familiar, but I shake it off in my excitement. "Okay, sounds good. Thank you." We said our goodbyes and hung up.

"Bella?", Lauren yelled as she knocked on my door. "There's people here for you".

She knocks obnoxiously. How the fuck did I end up with the world's biggest bitch as a roommate? Oh right, our moms are friends and thought it'd be a great idea. We hate each other, but it was at least sensible since we both were moving to the area. We made it last for four years. How? I don't know.

I pull the door open hard.

"Inside voices, Lauren", I reprimand her.

She rolls her eyes. "Fuck off Bella."

I walked towards the door and opening it to see my three willing subjects.

"Hi guys", I wave in Alice, Emmett and Alice's boyfriend Jasper with a smile. "I am so grateful for your help." I hugged Alice and Emmett, offering another smile to Jasper.

"No problem", Jasper said at the same time that Emmett and Alice said "Anything for you Bells", They turn to each other and shout Jinx at the same time eliciting a loud "Fuck" from Emmett.

Jasper rolls his eyes and crosses his arms in front of his chest. "You guys haven't changed at all", I say in a sweet voice, hugging them again.

"And you Bella-boo, are still tiny", he says as he pokes me.

"Not as tiny as Alice. You didn't grow anymore after I left." I laughed and they joined in. It's like the old days, just instead of Jasper, it would be Edward.

God, I really miss him. What am I going to say when I see him. I feel myself frown.

"Oh, no you don't, it's move out day. Turn that frown upside down, okay", Alice squeezed my shoulders. She's strong for such a pocket-sized person. That makes me smile, which seems to cheer me up. When she's satisfied with my smile she lets go.

"Let's get moving guys. We're meeting the family for dinner in 5 hours," she says lively. Then she looks at me. "Bella, you have to come. It's Emmett's engagement dinner at Moms. Please say you're coming."

"I don't have anything to wear." I looked down at myself and looked up to see she was doing the same.

"With me Bella babe, you have nothing to worry about. Now let's go."

We start taking the boxes to the waiting moving van. We are done within an hour and as I looked around my empty bedroom, I realized that I am moving to a completely new stage in my life. I am going in the right direction and it leads to my dream.

Edward Pov

"Rose, where is Garrett?" I looked around my restaurant wondering where the fuck my interim head manager is. "And where the fuck is Newton?" Newton is my Sous Chef and right now he is on my shit list. He's been late three times this week and all he says is, "Sorry boss". I want to fucking choke sense into his stoner head.

"We'll have a new manager by next Monday," Rose says to me. She helps run this place. She used to be a model and was even in a few independent films, but she met Emmett then decided to settle down with him. She does gigs here and there but she mostly helps at one of my four restaurants. Good thing we were both at this one tonight because our employees are fucking up.

I look up to see Garrett and Newton strolling through the front door with not a care in the world as if they're not late.

Newton walks past me towards the kitchen but says a quick, "Sorry boss", as he entered the kitchen.

I roll my eyes and huff looking at Garrett, but I speak to Rose. "That one will not be late anymore," I say pointing ahead at Garrett who isn't paying me any attention.

"I want him replaced immediately. Before training classes start," I say as I start to walk away.

"Edward, that's in four days," she replies.

"I know," I walk into my office and shut the door. If I don't shut the door, people will assume that it's okay to walk in and bother me.

I work diligently until it's 5, which is opening time. I walk back into the front of the restaurant and watch as people are being led to their tables or check in to a party. The restaurant fills quickly and I am immersed in helping wherever I can help. People tell me that as the owner, I am not required to do all of this. I am supposed to pay a handful of managers to do this, but I don't see the point. I love this part of my job, the behind the scenes fast paced action that happens behind the kitchen doors.

By the end of the night, I am beat. When I get home after midnight, I fall out onto my bed and take out my phone to listen to the messages.

The first one is Emmett, reminding me that his engagement dinner is tomorrow night. I nod along with the messages making a mental checklist of the important thing in each message. One in particular kills me.

"Hello Mr Cullen, this is Angela. Just letting you know that Isabella Swan has done all of the necessary paperwork and that I will be calling her tomorrow about starting on Monday." Did she say Isabella Swan? I shake my head. Where did that come from? I'm losing it. I replayed the message and sure enough that is the name that she said. Has to be a different Isabella Swan. I shake my head again. It can't be her.

But what if it is? God I miss her. Eight years I have had to live with an enormous hole in my chest. She ripped my heart out with her selfishness. How could she be so selfish. She had to know that I loved her. Wasn't it obvious?

God, I miss her.

Her leaving wasn't the problem. It was the fact that she refused to talk to me when she left. For years I had to hear about Bella's life through Alice and my mom. It hurt like hell. What did I do so wrong?

Esme says that Bella was too sad to talk to me. She said that Renee, her mother, had a hard time getting Bella to leave the house the first summer she was there. She said Bella sat at her window and watched the day pass her by. That sad girl is not my Bella. My Bella is a firecracker.

I love her so much. How can she not know. I can't wait to see her. But I can't see her. I'm so angry with her. No doubt I will say things that I will regret. I have always had a temper and Bella knows this. I can't see her.

You have to. If you don't you'll be just like her. Selfish.

The moment that I see Bella I am giving her a piece of my mind. Eight years is a long time to have unrequited love. Pawning over someone you think you'll never see again is tiring. So tiring in fact that I barely have time to date. Mostly the restaurants take up my time, so I guess that's why I work so much.

Seeing her again. I can't shake the thought.

How will I be able to keep my hands off of her?

I sigh heavily and close my eyes, tugging on the ends of my hair. At least I don't have to see her until Monday.

When she left, the only love she knew that I had for her was brotherly love.

That's what she told people. I hated it. While she'd say it, I'd always clench and unclench my fists repeatedly to contain my anger. I wanted to shake her and tell her that I love her. Even at fifteen, I knew.

It used to get me so angry when I would see her kissing Jacob Black. That's who she dated in high school. Her dad and his dad were best friends so they gave a relationship a try. It always killed me that she grew up with me, just like she grew up with Jacob, yet she was so willing to give a relationship with him a chance.

When we were five, I begged her mom to let me hold her hand while we walked to school. Bella was so stubborn though, she had to fight me on everything, saying that I had cooties. I eventually got ahold of her hand and I barely let it go the whole day.

I loved her then.

I rubbed my hands slowly down my face.

l still love her.

What am I going to do?

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