A/N Thank you to everyone who is reading this story! I forgot to mention that every chapter will be a song title; I know it's been done but it helps me with the mood of the chapters. This chapter I wrote while listening to Bad Day by Fuel. Hope you all like this chapter. Thank you to ImAnInspiredFan and Seph7 for your wonderful reviews! Again this I do not have a beta right now. I you or anyone you know would like that job please send me a PM. Please R&R and of course enjoy!

I do not own Twilight, it is owned by Stephanie Meyers. I just like to play with them too.

I am reposting the first four chapters. This has now been edited by the lovely Savari! She is an amazing beta! You rock my socks Savari!

It had been eight weeks since we arrived back in Forks. Renee had asked me if I wanted to move back to Phoenix but I assured her that I wanted to stay in Washington. Carlisle spoke to Charlie and after a long debate I was allowed to temporarily move in with the Cullens, because with my cast I would be unable to make it up the stairs to my bedroom at Charlie's. Alice had already seen that I was coming to stay with them so she and Esme set up a room for me on the first floor of their house to help accommodate my situation.

No one had heard from Edward since Phoenix, but for some reason I couldn't really find it in me to care. I had come to the realization that, though I may have loved Edward Cullen, he was most certainly not my soul mate. A soul mate was someone who treated you like an equal, not a like a child or someone not worthy of your time. That is how I saw my time with him. I felt numb more than anything, as though my head and my heart didn't know what to do next, what to feel next. Everyone was keeping me busy doing things around the house so I didn't have time to dwell on what I had lost- not that I really had anything to lose in the first place. The first week or two I kept to myself for the most part and wallowed in self pity, but soon enough Jasper came to talk me out of my funk because he said he was tired of picking up my "emo vibes".

After my pep talk with Jasper things got easier with every passing day. Alice was back to her normal perky self and with that she was also back to using me as her own personal, life sized Bella Barbie doll. Because of my cast I couldn't hide from her like I sometimes tended to. One thing that occurred was the fact that Rosalie was actually warming up to me somewhat. I found out that she could actually be a nice person - or, um… vampire - when she wanted to be. It was nice to see her drop the whole bitchy "I am better than you" routine. I was starting to think maybe she had picked that up from Edward, and now with him gone she was out from under his arrogant influence. I wouldn't say we were best buds yet but at least we were starting to get along a little better. Hey, it was progress; I was gonna take what I could get.

Whenever I had a particularly bad day Emmett was always there to cheer me up. He was like the brother I'd never had but always wanted. No matter how many hours we spent playing video games I could never beat him. During the time that he and I spent together I came to know why everyone in the house called him the "Prank King". One day while Alice and Rosalie were out hunting he took a trip to each of their closets and cleaned house. He then proceeded to take every item of clothing he had gathered and hide them deep in the forest. When the girls got home from their trip Alice went straight to the garage and took his precious jeep hostage with two cans of hot pink spray paint. In the end Emmett caved and gave up the location of the clothes, but not before his baby received a lovely new detailed paint job. Emmett was the proud new owner of a pink flower power jeep.

After all the weeks I had spent cooped up in a cast you might think I'd be thrilled to get it off, but I had mixed feelings. I was glad that I would be able to move around again on my own, but on the other hand that also meant my time at the Cullens' house was up. I did miss Charlie, but thinking about leaving their house made me terribly sad.

I was sitting next to the window, staring out into the forest, thinking about how I would be returning to Charlie's tonight when a very exasperated Jasper stormed into the room.

"Bella for the love of God please stop moping! Your emotions are making me want to curl up in a ball, sit in the corner, and rock myself. I am sorry but there is no way I am going to be doing that." He stood there with his hands on his hips waiting for me to answer but I ignored him and continued staring out the window. I saw him move towards me out of the corner of my eye. He sat down next to me and let out a soft sigh. "Bella, I'm sorry but you have to tell me what's wrong, darlin' - the sadness you are putting out is so strong that I am tempted to ask Carlisle if they make Prozac for vampires. So please tell me what the matter is and maybe I can help."

"I don't want to leave," I sighed, still looking out the window. Just saying that made me feel even worse and I started to shake with sobs.

"Oh Bella, darlin', what would ever make you think you had to leave?" He took my hands in his and rubbed his thumbs on the backs of mine.

"I get my cast off today." I looked down at our joined hands. I could feel him pushing his calming influence on me and I let out a sigh. I stopped shaking but I could still feel the silent tears streaming down my face.

"And?" he asked.

"And now there's no reason for me to be here. I'll have to go home." I still couldn't look up at him.

"Bells I swear I don't know where you get these ideas of yours," he sighed and dropped my hands before standing and walking to the door. "Darlin', I'll be right back."

As soon as he left I started to sob uncontrollably again and curled up into a ball as best I could, considering the cast on my leg. I heard a knock at the door but didn't answer. The door slowly creaked open and then shut.

"Isabella, is it okay if we speak for a moment?" I turned my head to see Carlisle standing by the door. I gave him a slight nod and he walked over and joined me at the window. I looked up at him and he let out a sigh. He reached a hand over and wiped away the tears from my cheeks with his thumb. "What's going on in that head of yours, sweetheart?"

I looked into his eyes for a moment and I swear my heart skipped a beat. He looked at me with such love and compassion that I didn't know what to say. Just that look from him made leaving their house hurt that much more. "Please, please don't make me leave. I don't want to go."

He lifted me up onto his lap and held me while I cried. He stroked my hair and whispered kind words to me, trying to get me to calm down. After a little while he pulled back to look at me and gave me a soft smile. "Isabella, if you do not wish to leave then that is perfectly fine. We would never make you leave. I have told you this before; we all love you and you are a part of this family, no matter what. Okay?" I nodded my head to let him know I understood.

"Good. Now I think we should get going so we can remove that cast." He stood up, still holding me, and gently carried me to the living room. Carlisle sat me down on the sofa next to Alice and told me that he needed to grab something from his office before we could go. As soon as I was set down Alice turned to me with gentle eyes.

"Don't worry Bella, everything is gonna be just fine. Charlie is going to be fine with you staying here since he isn't home much anyways. Carlisle will drop you off at the station just before your dad gets off work. Talk to him tonight over dinner and he will understand. Just trust me," she assured me and gave me one of her award winning smiles. I smiled back at her and gave her a grateful hug. Carlisle came back down the stairs and said it was time to go. He picked me back up and walked us out to his Mercedes. Once he got me and himself situated in the car he pulled out and as we drove towards town I somehow knew that Alice was right; everything would be okay.