A/N: well... here's the second chapter...

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Chapter 2

Coming Home

BPOV

The man I saw in front of me was not the same little boy I was friends with 13 years ago. He has grown up. Even though I heard his name and saw his face… they still didn't add up. He ran up to me and picked me up. "How have you been loca?"

"Good. Jake, I haven't seen you in forever."

"I feel the same way… do you want to go and make mud pies with me? Ha-ha!" he laughed.

"Ya... ha-ha." I said.

"Well… here's your bag Bella," Paul said handing me my suitcase.

"Thank you Paul." I smiled.

"So Jake… do you want to wrestle?" Paul spoke before he jumped toward Jacob.

They were rolling on the airport ground when Billy spoke up and said, "Come on guys. Knock it off. We're in a public place."

Suddenly Jacob got up, dusted his pants and helped Paul up from the cold, tile floor. "I think I won." Jake said.

"Oh… Okay…" Paul challenged.

"Well we have to get going. We have a long drive ahead of us. Come on Bells." Charlie said.

"Bye guys." I answered.

"Bye." They said in unison.

The two hour and 15 minute drive felt as if it dragged on and on. Charlie decided to tell me all about his latest accomplishments. Like when he caught a robber that they've been looking for, for months. YAWN! After about an hour of that, I fell asleep. I kind of felt bad falling asleep on him like that, but… it saved me.

When we reached the house, the same paneling on the outside of the house still had the big hole on the side. "God Charlie, when are you going to fix the hole?" I thought.

Charlie was now in front of me with this huge grin on his face. "What?" I asked puzzled.

"Oh nothing," he said, "just a surprise."

"O…Kay… whatever you say dad."

I pulled my luggage through to door and headed up the stairs to my room. The last time I saw my room, I still had my old bedding with flowers and lady bugs on it from when I turned 9. But now there was this different room. My bedding was purple with black velvet flowers on the comforter. There was a computer, which used to be in the living room, sitting on the floor. Same old Charlie; he doesn't have enough time to bring up the desk from downstairs. I turned to see him leaning on the door frame. "Do you like it?"

"Ya dad, its cool." I answered.

"Okay good. Well I cleaned out the cabinet in the bathroom for you to put all your… feminine needs in." he said which made me feel awkward.

I had forgotten that he hasn't lived with a woman since my mom still lived there. I heard him yelling at himself like he always used too. He always did have some anger management issues. But if you let him know about it, he would deny it and then get angry. Ironic isn't it? I can vaguely remember when he'd yell constantly at my mom, but not enough to describe it word for word. You would've thought that my mom would've left him because of the yelling. But you would be wrong. Charlie left my mom… and here's the funny part… he was cheating on my mom with another woman. So when they got a divorce, he already had someone to comfort him. My mom on the other hand only had me. And I was too young to talk to. My dad soon got a hold of his senses and stopped seeing that other woman. I didn't start knowing about all of his anger problems until I was eight years old. A very bad incident happened with my dad's ex-girlfriend. He got mad at her for something and he kind of lost it. He started punching and choking her. And little me was sitting in the back of her car just looking back at him. He was reaching through the passenger window in his large SUV. I can remember the tears flowing out of my small eyes.

I shook my head wildly to try to shake the scary thoughts that were now lingering through my mind. I continued to unpack all of my belongings. When I finished, I threw myself onto my bed and just laid there looking up at my ceiling. Tomorrow I had to endure the first day of my sophomore year. I had to leave all of my past friends in Jacksonville and make new ones. UGH! I looked at the clock and it said 9:24 pm. I guess that's why I'm so tired. "Stupid time difference" I thought to myself. I got into my boxer shorts and a baggy t-shirt and got under the covers. I smelled the familiar smell of Charlie and slowly but peacefully, fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly I could faintly hear my name being called, "Bella…Bella…Bella…" The voice was very mysterious. It was like he was serenading me. His voice was smooth and silky. It was like his words were painting pictures on a canvas in front of me. But I couldn't see this Casanova. His voice sounded so near but his body was so far away. Suddenly, I felt someone right next to mine. When I turned to see who it was, it was Paul. The best part was, he was shirtless. I could see the outline of his firmly toned 8-pack abs. His stomach was so very muscular that if you punched him in the abs, your hand might hurt for a while. My favorite part was his belly button; it stood out so very little. I am a sucker for outie-belly button. His eyes were closed, and his face looked so calm. I turned my body so that I was looking straight at him. Suddenly he moved and his eyes fluttered open. When he saw me, his famous smirk appeared. "Hey." He said.

"Hi." I couldn't help from smiling.

He moved and supported himself on his right elbow. He was looking at my hand that was limp at my side. He picked up my hand and just held it gently in his large hands. He flipped my hand over a couple of times and just looked puzzled at it. The he softly put my hand back at my side. I couldn't say a word. I was just star struck that he was lying next to me. Suddenly he started leaning toward my face oh so slowly. His gaze was flickering from my eyes to my lips. My heart was racing so fast. I've never kissed anyone before and I could tell that Paul really wanted to kiss me. He was now just inches from my face. He wouldn't move. He just stayed there without any movement. I decided to move toward him to lessen the length between us. When I reached his lips, I heard I loud buzzing. Then I woke up. I was lying face down, technically making out with my pillow. "DAMMIT!" I yelled.

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