Alrighty, I wanted to give it like a week or so for some reviews to come. I got a few, and to those of you who reviewed: Thank you :) I greatly appreciated them. I really want to know how you guys feel about this story.

There is not going to be any romance between Bella and Theo. I'm for Edward all the way :p.

*Two weeks later*

"Hey, Bell, I'm going out for a bit to pick up some stuff. Do we need anything?" I looked away from the television and faced Theo. Something was wrong. I had that feeling in the bottom of my stomach. It was a mix of nausea and nerves. For a minute I considered telling him not to go, to stay here with me and that we'd go together to the store tomorrow. But, then he'd want to know why, and call me ridiculous for thinking something bad would happen. There was hardly any crime in our area, and the people were friendly. I was being ridiculous, so I pushed the feeling to the back of my mind and ignored it, focusing on the question he asked me. Needing anything? I went over a few things in my mind and said the ones we were most likely out of.

"Milk, bread, some soda...Oh! Pick up some oreos too, please?" He smiled at me, his tawney eyes twinkling at my request.

"Okay, well I'll see ya in a bit, call me if you need anything. Love you, Bell!" he called as he went out the door. "You too!" I shouted after him. Angela, my only real friend from Forks High School stopped by a few nights ago to catch up. I hadn't seen her since she left for college with her boyfriend, now fiancee, Ben. I laughed to myself as I remembered her reaction to Theo and I living together.

"Buzzz"

Theo And I looked at each other and I smiled. I got up to buzz her in. "Angela?" I said into the intercom. "Bella?" I heard Angela's voice come back through the speaker, "Is that you?" she asked. "Yea, come on up!"

I was excited. Theo could easily tell, he laughed at me while I squirmed on the couch eagerly. A knock came from the door and I answered it quickly. Angela was standing there smiling wide and immediately flung her arms around me. I hugged her back tightly. "Come in, please!

She walked in before me, and did a full circle, looking around the apartment. She had yet to notice Theo, who was sprawled comfortably on the couch watching us with interest.

"Wow, Bella, your place is amazing!" her brown eyes were just as honest as they'd always been. I felt a blush creep up onto my cheeks, "Well, it's not just mine," I said and she cocked her head to the side, "Who lives here with you?"

"Ahem," Theo cleared his throat, immeadiately gaining her attention. "Hi, I'm Theo, Bella's best friend and roomate." The shock that covered Angela's face was enough for me to giggle a little at her. She was checking him out, I could see it. His angular face and square jaw were gorgeous. His looks just screamed bad boy, due to his latest style change. "Um, hello." Angela stuck out her hand and Theo shook it. Her face was red from embarassment and I felt the need to save her.

"Theo, could you put on some coffee? I'm going to give Ange a tour while we catch up." I walked her through the apartment, showing her everything. When I opened the door to my bedroom, she quickly pulled me inside and shut the door behind her. When she turned to face me, her eyes were full of questions, but being herself, she didn't ask. She waited for permission to ask. "Go ahead, ask away." It had been a while since I had any girl talk. The estrogen filling my room was invigorating and I was happy to dish about my life and how great it was. I didn't say anything about missing Edward, or loosing Jacob. It would ruin the moment. What would she said if I told her I was still hung up on Edward? If I were to say "Yea, Ange, I still love him. I would've loved him for all eternity if only he would've given me the chance." Yea right. She'd call me crazy, or obsessed. What's even worse is that its true. I would have.

"So, who the heck is Theo? Are you dating, your living together?" she rambled on and on quickly. I didn't want to burst her happiness bubble, she was smiling like a madman, but I had too, and I explained to her that her assumptions were wrong. Her face only fell slightly and she was still happy that I was happy. Or as happy as I let her think I was.

After the tour, Angela, Theo, and I sat in the living room and just talked and joked around. It was nice to have two of my best friends with me. When she left, she promised to keep touch and come visit me when she got the chance.

I turned the TV off and went to my room to scan my bookshelf. I looked over all the titles, the different sized spines created an unbalanced balance. I knew all of them well, I loved them. I ran my fingers over them, the varying textures were familiar, they were some of the only permanent things I've had. I spotted the one I wanted and grabbed it. Wuthering Heights. I made some hot cocoa and sat back down on the couch, loosing myself in the plot of the story.

*1 hour later*

The home phone rang, pulling me out of the story.

"Hello?"

"Yes, is there a Miss Bella Swan there?" I heard a male voice come through the line. I was getting worried; The voice wasn't familiar. "This is she," I heard myself say.

"Miss swan, this is officer Murad, from the Port Angeles Police Department. I was calling because we found a 1997 blue Chevy Corvette registered to a Theo Montgomery. It was found parked on the side of the road close to the town of Forks. It seemed to be heading back from the town. We found his cell phone and his wallet inside. You were listed as his emergency contact." I was dumbfounded as a million scenarios passed through my mind. Was he dead? Did someone steal his car then leave it on the road with him left behind?

"Wh-what happened? What's wrong?" I stuttered into the phone. My hands were shaking now.

"Well, we've found his car and his stuff inside it, but we can't find him." The officer sounded tired, and desperate. But, I could hear the determination in his voice. I dropped the reciever. I couldn't breathe. My eyes filled with tears Where was he? Was it kidnap? Did someone murder him. He had been close to Forks. Did Victoria come for me and kill him to let me know she was coming. We were together so much I'm sure my scent would reside on him, on his clothes. Fear struck me, for Theo and for myself. I could only pray that she didn't know where we lived. That Theo was still alive. That he was safe. I let the tears fall and I grieved over my best friend, my brother. He didn't leave me willingly like Edward and Jacob.

I went to bed and stayed there.

Two weeks have come and gone. Theo still hadn't been found. I was beginning to loose hope, what little hope I had left. I was barely living. I feared to go outside by myself, but I desperately needed food. Both our fridge and pantry were empty. I walked outside and took out my keys to my car I hardly ever drove. It was a pearl white 2009 BMW M3 Coupe. A birthday present from Theo. I loved my car, but I hardly ever got to drive it, considering Theo drove us everywhere. Not anymore I guess. My eyes began to sting and I tried my best to calm myself. I got in and put the key in the ignition. It smelt different inside the car then it did the last time I drove it. It usually just smells like new car and my floral perfume, but now it smelt like evergreens and cinnamon. It reminded me of Christmas. Looking for the source of the smell, I glanced up to my rear-view mirror. Maybe I had hung an air freshner? No; there was nothing there. I went ahead and adjusted it so I could see better, but when I did I saw a flash of something in my back seat. Startled, I turned around quickly. I was speechless at what I saw. Or rather who I saw. I was face to face with striking crimson eyes, a familiar head of black hair, and a defiant square jaw.

"Theo?" I gasped.

"Bella."