AN: I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does.

Chapter 1

I stood at the entrance to the military academy, both Charlie and Renee both agreed that this was the best choice. Ever since they left, I had been catatonic. Four months I sat in my room, never doing anything but staring out the window.

When I did finally become more 'human' and started talking to people again, I started looking for ways to see him. Doing everything I could to hear that velvety voice again. At first it was riding a dirt bike, then cliff diving, and finally the action that got me landed here, I went up to the meadow that he had taken me to. Laurent was there and I almost died. He kidnapped me and tortured me for a few days, when he was done with me he took me back to the meadow to finish me off. That was his big mistake.

Luckily for me, Paul and the pack saved me. Paul stayed with me while the rest of the pack killed Laurent. When i woke up in the hospital, I was constantly told how lucky i was to still be alive. I had to spend three days there. While I was in there, they decided to send me to the closest military academy. Taking a quick breath, I walked into the building. My one small bag clutched tightly in my hand, I walked to the office to let them know I was there.

They assigned me and I went to the barracks I was told to go to. Everyone already knew who I was. I was the troubled kid that their parents could take care of.

-Time Skip- 2 years-

It's been two years since I was sent here, Charlie still visits when he can. Renee never visited me anyways and I'm glad. In her letters, she blames me for not being strong enough after the Cullens' left. She blames me for being so devastated from being abandoned by the guy that said he loved me.

I graduated at the top of my class here, being the best in all aspects. The best at physical fitness, the best at the academics, and the best at the challenges that they would throw at us.

With my grades, it won't be hard to get into college. My full deal was that I go to college and do ROTC (Reserve Officer Training Corps for those that don't know the military anagrams). I'm not sure what exactly I want to do but I have been talking to everyone about job options, some say to do something in leadership, others say that the MOS (job title) will jump out on the page at me when I see it.

A knock at the shook me out of my thoughts, opening the door for Charlie, I turned back around and grabbed my duffle back that had my stuff in it, ready to go. He led me out to the cruiser and put my duffle in the trunk.

"Ready to go home for a few days?" he asks me softly.

"Yeah, it'll be a nice break before basic training. I do get up before dawn for a run, so I apologize now if I wake you up." I say.

"Bella, there is something you need to know. They moved back about a month after we got you into the military academy." His words struck sand. I didn't care anymore.

"And? I can't trust them, so you don't need to worry about me being around them for the week I am home. I promise." I chuckle softly, "when I go back, I will be disappearing from them rather than the other way around"

He shakes his head, but smiles at what I said.

After about an hour and a half of silent driving, we pull up to the house. Grabbing my bag out of the trunk, I haul it up to my room and change out of my uniform. After I left, I asked Charlie to get rid of all my old clothes. I change into my workout clothes and head out of my room.

"Do you mind if I get my run in for the day?" I ask Charlie as I walk into the kitchen.

He shakes his head no so I head out. Before I leave, I make sure that my knife is secured on my ankle and that my hair is still in its tight sock bun. Putting my keys in my pocket, I take off at my usual pace. I had been out for about forty-five minutes running when I heard a voice I never wanted to hear again.

"Bella?"

I don't turn around. Instead, I go punch a tree. My hands hurt like hell right now but I don't care.

"What the hell do you want? You left me without so much as a goodbye. Excuse me if I don't look at you. I am going back soon anyway. There is no point in trying to persuade me to do otherwise." I say, still not turning around. "Look, I need to get back home. I stick to a very precise schedule and it got thrown off today and I'm trying to get back on track."

"Let me take you to Carlisle, he needs to make sure you didn't break your hand." He says.

"No." I finally turn around, careful not to look at him. "I am going home. Don't ever come near me again, or so help me I will find some way to end you."

Not giving him a chance to respond I take off sprinting into town. Knowing he didn't follow me, I finally come to a stop. Hearing his voice struck something in me I haven't felt before. Hate. Cold blooded hate. I hate what he did to me. How he left me.

I knew there was a boxing gym around here somewhere, when I found it I walked in not caring who saw me. Needing the release of the bag, I grab some wraps and start beating the hell out of one. One of the other Cullen's was here, I could feel them watching me with calculating eyes.

After I was done beating the living crap out of the bag, I turned around to assess which one was watching me take my frustrations and hate out on the bag. It was Emmet. My eyes narrowed as I squared my shoulders and held my head up high.

"Bella?" his voice was timid and full of pain.

"Yes, Emmet? What can I do for you?" my tone was tired.

"Do you hate me? I know it's been two years, but the family hasn't been the same since we left. Jasper hasn't spoken to anyone since we left. Rose does nothing but take apart and rebuild all the cars. Alice doesn't even shop anymore, Esme doesn't cook or garden at all, and Carlisle works at the hospital and holes himself up when he's home. I don't play my video games anymore, or make any jokes. This has been hard on all of us."

"No, Emmett, I don't hate you. After you all left, I was catatonic for four months. I became an adrenaline junkie and was almost killed by Laurent. Charlie and Renee ended up sending me to a military academy. I got better there. I graduated and enlisted. Once I'm done with basic and AIT (advanced induvial training), I will either go to college or do a couple tours and then go to college." I sighed.

"Look, Bella, I got a call just before you came in here from one of Jasper's friends in Texas. He said that you are gonna be the only one that will able to pull Jasper out of the state he is in. I know you are mad at the Golden Fuck Boy of the family and I understand, I'd understand it if you were mad at the magic-8 ball too. She was kind of in on it when we left, said that you would be much better off without us in your life."

"Yeah, I need to change before I go talk with Jasper. But I have requirements about me coming over though. Once the Golden children stay the hell away from me, and two no one tells me what the fuck to do. At all. They start that and I leave. No if and or buts about it." I said sharply.

"You have a deal. Come on, I'll take you." He says with a slight smile.