Here is Chapter 2! Hope you enjoy it and remember...

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Before I knew it I was driving through Forks with my dad in the cab. We merely exchanged a few hello's and how are you's and hows school and that was it. It reminded me the day I first moved to Forks.

I was still mad at him from before on the phone and he knew I was. He was sober enough now to realize what he had done. I didn't care that he was drunk at the time. I didn't care if he was stupid--

"But you do care that Jacob heard" said some smart ass part of my brain interrupting my thoughts.

"Shut up!" I hissed back.

Wow, I really was going crazy.

And there we were in front of the old red house. I looked at the front porch and remembered how Edward kissed me there and then looked at my window, where he climbed in from every night. The stupid hole in my chest flamed and burned through me again, making it hard to breathe.

Charlie silently stepped out of the car, and went to the trunk to get my suitcase while I got out of the car and walked to the porch. I tried not to think about where I was or about what had happened on this very porch with Edward so I decided not to think at all. Charlie came back with my suitcase, placed it on the floor, got the key out of his pocket and opened the door. He stepped inside first and went up the stairs, to my room, and I followed him up. He placed the suitcase in front of my bedroom door and turned around to look at me, blocking the door to my room.

"Look, Bells… I'm sorry about before…you know, on the phone"

Charlie knows about my problems with Jacob. He knows how Jacob loved me only 2 years a go, and how I gave him up for Edward.

"Its cool dad. I'm not mad" I said as convincingly as I could.

He cocked an eyebrow at me.

"No really. I mean it"

"Alright Bells…" he said slowly, not convinced.

"I tried cleaning your room up a bit"

"Thanks"

"No problem" he replied.

He was still blocking my door and he was looking at me as if he didn't understand why I didn't go in my room already.

"Um… dad, your kind of in my way" I said, pointing around him to the door.

"Oh. Right" He chuckled nervously and blushed before moving out of the way.

I bit my lip, hesitating, whether or not I should ask.

"Dad…?"

"Yeah?" he said as he turned around to look at me.

"How did Jake…react when he knew I was coming?" I said rushing the words.

Charlie looked surprised by my question but still answered.

"Well, right when I got off the phone with you, we were still in the middle of a poker game, but he just said he was busy and took off. Everyone else left too. Kinda sucks, it was turning out to be a great game…"

I didn't know how to answer so I just said "oh".

"Was there a reason that you asked?"

I didn't answer his question.

"Who were the other people?" I asked.

"Oh. Uhh, just Jacob's friends, you know those guys who he hangs out with on the rez"

My jaw dropped. Charlie noticed. "All of them?" my voice crept higher.

"Yep, I must say, what a great group of kids they are…"

I just stood there, not knowing how to answer. So the whole pack knew that I was here. But why did that bother me? Was it because they thought I was still with Edward? But why would that bother me…or them?

Charlie interrupted my thoughts and added "and before Jacob left he asked me if you sounded different…Didn't know why he asked but that boy has always been strange…" he trailed off.

Why would Jacob want to know if I sounded different? Before I could begin pondering over that Charlie began speaking again.

"You should go visit him though. Its been a while right? You guys used to be real good friends…"

"Huh" was all I was able to say.

"Well anyways, I'm gonna go watch the game alright?"

"Sure. Okay"

I was still thinking about what Charlie had said before…how Jacob asked if I sounded different…then it clicked. Oh. Oh wow. No. what? How could he think...I wondered to myself. He asked Charlie if I sounded different to check if I still sounded the same, if I still sounded…human. If I was a vampire, my voice would have sounded like bells. And the fact that I haven't seen Charlie since I moved out would also lead them to believe that. If they think I'm a vampire… they're would be no other choice. But that doesn't matter because Charlie would have said I sounded the same right? So he knows I'm still human…or did Charlie say I sounded different? that maybe because I'm older my voice changed? No. I sound the same right? Don't I?

I hurried down the stairs to the living room. "Dad?"

"Yeah?"

"When Jacob asked …what did you say back?" I asked, biting my lip.

"I said 'I don't know'"

"Why did you say that? WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT I SOUNDED THE SAME?" I shouted angrily. My voice was not different.

He turned around, scrutinizing my face, wondering why my sudden outbreak of anger.

"Um, well, it was kind of an odd question, and I was drunk…" he said embarrassed.

"Thanks a lot Dad!" I said annoyed.

"Sorry Bells…didn't know you cared so much… about your voice"

Than I wondered… "Hey dad, where's my old truck?"

He blinked before he answered. Probably trying to keep up with my sudden mood swings.

"Uhh, it's out in the garage"

"Okay, good" I said relieved. At least I didn't have to use my dads cab.

"Why?"

"I want to go out for a ride, you know, explore Forks…"

"And La Push…" said that stupid nagging part of my brain again. I really had to go to therapy.

"Are you going now?" Charlie asked.

"No. Later. I'm going to go get ready"

"Kay" he replied.

I looked in the mirror in the living room. I looked spent so I went upstairs to the washroom and splashed my face with water. It felt so good that I started putting water on my arms and neck so I just gave up and took a shower.

I found my favorite pair of dark flair jeans in my messy suitcase and a beige sleeveless top that had a pattern of sequins and dark beige sandals. I blow dried my hair and let it down. Alice would be proud. I thought. I grabbed the keys to my old truck from the handle in the kitchen and was about to head out when Charlie interrupted me.

"Heading out now?"

"Um, yeah just going to see some old friends, you know, Angela, Jessica, Mike…"

"Right, well, have fun"

"Thanks" I muttered.

I knew that he knew where I was going and he would find about it sooner or later from Billy but I didn't want to be the one to tell him. Again, I was acting like a coward.

I started feeling nervous as I ran to my old car. …What will he think when he see's me? Maybe I should just call him… No, I wasn't going to act like a coward again. I sped way too fast out of the garage before I could change my mind.