A/N: I took too long on this. I'm so sorry for that. I've been rushing through things since I have only a week and two days of finals left of school. It's all a big mess right now, but hey, it's what I love about the school year. The messy ending of it. (:

Once school is OFFICIALLY over, I should be a speed-demon. Mainly because I won't have anything else to do over the summer except to write and write and write. And no band camp since I quit band. XD

Also, a big, big, big, big thank you to you guys! You stuck with me through my laptop crashing and you waited patiently! That's what I love about you guys! I couldn't ask for better readers. (:

That night I fell into a deep dreamless sleep. I was thankful for it. I needed the rest.

When I woke up the next morning, I got straight to packing after eating breakfast and saying good bye to Charlie. I put all the things that was still out from when I live with Charlie into suitcases. I had an empty closet once I was finished and my walls were bare without the pictures hanging from them. I only left my new laptop out and an outfit for tomorrow.

After I was finished I sprawled out on my bed. I kept hearing what Charlie had told me last night over and over again in my mind.

The Cullens were back. There was nothing I could do about it.

I growled at myself and sat up, rubbing a hand over my face. I could make it through this. There wasn't even a possibility that Edward was going to Seattle for college! He told me he wanted to go to Dartmouth or Harvard. Getting into those schools were his dream. Why would he go to Seattle when he was smart enough to get into much better schools?

Stop thinking about him, I told myself. You're only torturing yourself. It's not worth it.

I got up and walked over to window. My fingers trailed down the windowpane, reliving all those times Edward would come in at night just so he could sing me to sleep. My heart stung in my chest and I wrapped my arms around my torso to keep myself together. I was letting this get to me, but what else could I do? I only had memories left of him, but I wanted the real thing.

I wanted him back. It was finally clear to me.

I shook my head, trying to clear away that thought, but I just couldn't. My heart ached for him and my mind was telling me to run to him - find him and tell him how much I still loved him.

I felt my feet move me, backing away from the window and its memories. I shouldn't have came back, this isn't working out. I still have a chance to go back to Florida, all I'd have to do was call Renee and buy a plane ticket. Then I would be free from the memories.

"N-no," I whispered. "No. I'm staying right here. I'm not going to be a coward and run away from someone."

My back hit the door before I fumbled for the doorknob with my hand. My eyes couldn't stop staring at the window in hatred and longing. I wanted the memories, but also hated what they reminded me of. Once I found the knob, I twisted it before turning around and running out of my room. I slid across the floor on my socks as I turned and walked down the stairs quickly. I stopped once I was at the bottom, not knowing where to go next. I sat down on the step and placed my head in my hands.

I felt tears sting at my eyes, but I would never let them fall. I will not cry over him again.

The house suddenly felt cold. I shivered before closing in on myself for warmth. My teeth began to chatter agasint each other, making the sound echo throughout the house.

I heard the lock on the door jingle as someone fumbled with it on the other side of the door. I looked up and waited to see who it was. God only knows who Charlie gave a key to.

When the door opened, Charlie stepped through it. He closed it behind him before spinning around to walk into the living room, but stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me.

"Bella?" he said. "Bella, what are you doing?"

I shivered again and rested my chin on my chest. "Trying to stay warm."

"It's not that cold in here. Are you getting sick?" I shook my head in reply and I heard his boots against the floor as he walked. "Here," he said before I felt a blanket being wrapped over my shoulders. "I'll make you some hot tea. That'll make you feel better."

I tugged at the blanket, pulling it closer around me. I heard the noises Charlie made in the kitchen as he made the tea. He walked back out with a steaming mug in his hand before he handed it to me.

"Thanks," I said before bringing the hot cup up to my lips. I took a drink and felt the warm liquid go all the way down to my stomach, warming me instantly. Charlie took a seat beside me, making the stairs creak under the weight.

"Did you finish packing?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied. "I'm going to put things in my car later."

Charlie sighed. "I'll help you."

"Thanks."

I took another sip of the tea and sighed. I wanted to ask him about Edward, just to see where he was attending school. I prayed to God, hoping that he wasn't attending in Seattle.

"Dad," I began, "do you know where Edward is going to school at this year? I'm curious."

Charlie was quiet in thought before he kicked off his boots. "I think somewhere up north. But I'm not sure. You might have to ask Carlisle on that one."

"Oh..."

"Carlisle said that his niece, Alice, was attending college somewhere close." Charlie continued. "Are you still friends with her or did you lose contact with her while you were staying with Renee?"

I shrugged my shoulders and set the empty mug beside me. "I tried to stay friends with her, but it was hard getting in touch with her. You know how Alice is."

Charlie chuckled. "Always shopping?"

"Yup," I said, a small smile creeping across my face. "Whenever there's a sale, she's the first one in line."

There was a silence between us as we both thought about what we should say next. I remembered about Emmett and wondered if he ever graduated from high school. Emmett always goofed off, it would be amazing if he did pass. And then I wondered about how Jasper was doing. He was so quiet when were friends, but he was also a good listener. I always imagined him as a therapist, just listening to other people explain their problems while he evaluated the situation.

"Hey, dad." I said. "What happened to Emmett McCarthy and Jasper Whitlock? Do you know?"

Charlie nodded his head. "Ah, those two boys. Fine boys, if you ask me. I never had any trouble with them. Well, Emmett was close, but Jasper never was."

"Do they still live in Forks?" I asked.

"Last I heard, they were. Emmett plans on attending school in Seattle, just like you. And Jasper, I haven't heard where he is attending, but his parents say it's somewhere close, though."

I nodded my head. "It amazes me that Emmett actually passed high school."

"It amazed a lot of people, Bells." Charlie said with a smile. "Even his parents."

I laughed quietly. "Is he still dating Rosalie Hale? Or is she a thing of the past now?"

Charlie shook his head and met my gaze. "I haven't heard much about that. I tend not to worry about who the teenagers are dating, Bella. Unless they are causing trouble with people, then I care."

"I see. Sorry for asking."

I felt Charlie's arm wrap around my shoulders, giving them a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry about it, kiddo. You can ask me anything you want. You've missed out on a lot of things, you must be curious about all of it."

"Yeah..." I replied and smiled at him. "Thanks."

Charlie's arm unwrapped itself from my shoulders before he stood up. He held out a hand for me and I grasped onto it, having him pull me up so I was standing. He smiled at me before letting go of my fragile hand.

I felt so small in that moment, like I was a little girl again, letting her father know everything that was wrong just so he could make it right again. That's what I will always miss.

"You should get some sleep, kid." Charlie said after he sighed. "You have a long drive in the morning."

"It's not that long, but I should." I replied. "'Night, dad."

"'Night, Bells." he said as I turned to walk back up the stairs.

As I entered my room, I kept my eyes down, not wanting to look at the one window that held so many memories. I crawled onto my bed as the tears began to fall. I was breaking apart because of Edward, and I don't have a clue on how to stop this. The pain is too big for one person to bare alone.

I don't even think I can make it through the night. If I did, then could I go on for the rest of my life without him?

Yes, I thought. You made it this far without him, you can make it for the rest of your life without him.

I closed my eyes, just thinking about how much of my life I spent without Edward. I felt the exhaustion tug on me, pulling me into a dark sleep.

x-x-x-x

"Well, Bella, this is it." Charlie said as he heaved a suitcase into the trunk of my car. "How do you feel?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay, I guess."

He nodded his head. "I see. Do you have every thing you need?"

"Yeah," I replied. "Thanks for putting the things in my car for me."

"Don't mention it."

I sighed and opened my car door. I glanced one last look back at Charlie, receiving a small smile from him. I got into my car and pulled out of the driveway.

I turned on my radio and switched it to the CD player. I didn't remember what CD I have left in it, but I didn't care. To my surprise, it was Paramore. I smiled to myself and turned up the volume, letting the music drowning out everything else in the world for the rest of the drive.

These scars, they will not fade away.

Whoaaaaaaaaaa. I finished it. And I absolutly hate it. This chapter was pointless in a way, but it needed to be in the story. So, there ya go! Review pweaaaaaase.