B POV

I woke up early the next morning, in the muted light filtering through the curtains of the hotel room.

I glanced at the clock and saw that it was ten to seven in the morning. I yawned and stretched, thinking about what to do now that I was here. I lay there for ages, trying to go back to sleep, but I couldn't. I rolled over and glanced at the bed next to me, and looked at the beautiful little girl lying there. She looked so like her father that it scared me. In fact, she was so like him in every way that it actually did worry me. It certainly gave me plenty of exercise and excitement, trying to stop her getting herself into all kinds of trouble. I laughed as I thought about her cheekiness and daring.

Regular little daredevil she is. So like her daddy.

I sat up and slid out of bed carefully. I walked slowly to the bathroom and washed my face and had a drink. I knew I couldn't sit around here all day. I needed to get out. I walked back into the bedroom and pulled on some clothes.

I crept over to the bed and sat down gently on the edge. I shook my daughters shoulder slightly, trying to wake her. She whimpered slightly as she stirred and then blinked up at me.

"Hi baby."

"Hi Momma." she let out a big yawn and stretched. "Is it time to get up already?"

"No. But I wanted to let you know that I'm going for a walk. You'll be ok for a little bit won't you?"

"Yah. We're in a hotel. It's not like anything much can happen, right?"

"No. It can't. But I wanted to let you know so that you didn't wake up to find me not here."

"Ok Momma."

"Go back to sleep baby, you had a long day yesterday."

"Uh huh."

I smiled at my little girl and leant down to kiss her gently on the head, before standing back up.

"I'll be back soon sweetie."

"Ok." she murmured sleepily.

By the time I reached the door, she was already fast asleep again. I crept out, and locked the door behind me.

I walked out of the hotel, and turned onto the main street. I hadn't been here in ten long years. I wondered if anyone I knew still lived here....I doubted it, most people left as soon as they could. My best friends and I had all made the promise that we would all leave as soon as possible. Although we had meant to leave when we went off to college.

I left a lot sooner than that.

I missed my friends so much. I'd never even been able to contact them for three years. And then, when I would have been free to, I didn't bother. One, they would already hate me anyway, and two, they had all started college by then.

I'd never made any new friends really. I only had Jacob. We'd met at school, when I'd left Forks. He was the year below me and we'd been friends ever since. Still, he wasn't the best friend of my whole life. No. That was Edward Cullen. Always had been, always would be. Albeit, one that I hadn't seen or spoken to since I was 15, but still. We had been friends our whole lives. Our mothers had met when both Edward and I had been a few months old, and they had started meeting for coffee every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Edward and I were inseparable. Once we started school, we had never left each others' side and had always sworn that we would be friends for ever, and that we would never be apart. Sadly, that had been taken from us.

My other friends had been Edward's older brother, Emmett, his adopted sister Alice, our friend Rosalie Hale and my cousin Jasper Whitlock.

Emmett, Rose and Jasper had all been a year older than Edward, Alice and I. I always wondered what would have happened when they left for college the year before us, as Alice and Jasper had started dating when she was 14 and he was 15. Emmett and Rose had started dating the same year. I often wondered how long each couple had lasted. And if Edward had found someone after I had left. I'm sure he would have. Partly because he would have hated me for leaving, and partly because he was so handsome. No girl could ever resist Edward.

I sighed and carried on walking. Life could be so unfair. And so hurtful. I knew that better than most.

I was walking along by the old park, the place I had spent so many blissful childhood hours with my best friends. With Edward. As I walked towards the park, I could almost see the ghosts of the past. I saw my 5 year old self, playing on the slide, with Edward standing at the bottom to catch me. I saw my 10 year old self running along, tripping the whole way, with Edward chasing after me, sunlight glinting off of his bright bronze hair, laughing wildly and lunging for me. I saw my 15 year old self, lying on my back in the deep grass, with Edward propped up on one elbow next to me, his hand gently stroking my hair and my cheek, dipping down to kiss me gently.

I swallowed hard, and scrubbed the tears from my eyes.

God I miss him so much.

As I watched, I saw two small children run along, chasing each other. One had dark curly hair, and the other had light blonde hair.

"Bronte! Austin! Come here!" I heard a man call.

The two boys turned round and ran back the way they had come, diving into the legs of the man who had called them. He laughed a bent down to tickle them.

"Crazy damned kids!" he laughed.

As he stepped out from under the trees, I gasped in shock when I saw his bronze hair.

The man raised his head and looked up. His pale green eyes met mine and he stared in shock.

Edward!

Ok, so, that's the first chapter. Ummm...don't have much to say really, but, I hope you like this so far, I hope to update at least once a week.

Please review if you like it. ~ Ruusu.