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Previously on 'You Found Me':

Ring! Ring!

I run to answer the phone, hoping it's who I think it is.

"Hello?" I asked anxiously, wanting it to be her. I seriously needed to get caller I.D.

"Edward, Merry Christmas!" she answers back joyfully.

Never have I felt more grateful to hear her voice. She always knows when to call

Chapter 3: Answers Part 1

BPOV

I woke up, opening my eyes to find my vision blurry.

What happened?

I look around the room confused as the memories start flooding in.

The storm...Christmas...strong arms...frozen...DAD!

Oh my God, I'm a horrible daughter! The man invites me home for the holidays after I basically blew him off for the past two years and I don't even make it in time; to add to that I get lost in the storm. He already has enough trouble with giving me freedom; imagine what he will do now after everything that's happened. Could I have made this Christmas more terrible? I even made him go into the streets looking for me. He must have been so worried.

While throwing the blanket off of myself, I look down to notice I'm wearing a different set of clothes. I'm confused again, they don't belong to me or either of my parents. What the hell?

That's when I finally take a look around the room only to realize this isn't my parent's house. Where am I? I start pacing around the room, gripping my hair, trying to remember something of last night but nothing comes to mind. The last thing I remember is freezing on a park bench and then nothing. How can someone just end up somewhere without even knowing it? How did I end up here? Where's my coat, my scarf, my phone, my wallet? Was I robbed? Is that what happened? And the police didn't know what to do with me so they sent me to a hotel? No, that doesn't sound like something they would do. Besides, a hotel does not have family pictures on the wall.

Wait... PICTURES?!

I run to the wall to take a closer look. The pictures weren't of families like I had suspected but of an older couple, smiling in the park with a water fountain behind them. They looked so happy and at peace with life.

This makes me even more confused about why I'm here, anxiety kicking in. Was I kidnapped? Is that who took me? Did that couple find me on the street and take me in?

All thoughts stop as I hear a voice speaking outside of the door.

Opening the door slightly, I glance to see who it is, seeing a man on the phone. He has his back turned from me, talking on the phone with a soft voice that has me thinking his wife is on the other end of the phone. I can't make out any of his face, just that he has brown copper hair. His skin was light, his body built and tall. He looked to be around my age. All in all a fairly average guy.

Feeling a little brave, I open the door all the way and cringe at the loud squeaky sound it makes which causes the man to turn around and look at me. He looks shocked and scared to see me, though the curling of his lips makes him seem happy too. He had what looked to be green eyes and a slightly crooked nose. There was something about him which looked so familiar yet I couldn't recognize him. Was he one of my neighbors? Did he eat at the diner?

"Alice, I'm going to have to call you back." The mystery guy says to the person on the phone, hanging up while keeping eye contact with me.

Alice... Alice Cullen? So this must be.. Edward?

EPOV

"Edward, Merry Christmas!" she answers back joyfully.

"Hey Alice, how's everything with Jasper?"

"Amazing, we're having a great time over here." she replies with excitement.

"That's great."

She sighs. I know where this is going, having heard it plenty of times before. "How are you doing?" she asks worriedly.

Now it's my turn to sigh. "I'm getting there,"

"I should have never agreed to leave you alone on Christmas. Edward, I'm so sorry. Listen, I just logged on into my laptop and-"

"Alice, don't book that flight." I tell her, already knowing what she was about to do. "I'm okay, really. Besides, you shouldn't be feeling guilty. I'm the one that told you to go and I meant it. I'm not about to ruin your honeymoon."

"But if you would just let me-"

"ALICE, I'm doing fine, okay? Is it a little depressing? Yes, to be honest with you, but it's going to be like this. It can't be helped. You've planned on spending your first holiday together as a family since before the accident. Mom and Dad would want you to stay there."

I could hear her sobbing on the phone, Jasper whispering soothing words to her.

"Don't let this be a downer on your day. Go out, eat, drink, dance, and don't worry about me. I'll be okay. How are you doing?"

"A couple of tears here and there, but for the most part good," she replied after a few seconds of pulling herself together.

"You know I'm proud of you right? And I know they are too."

I could practically hear her nod her head through the phone.

"I love you, Alice. Tell Jasper I said 'hi', and tell my little niece or nephew I love them too."

"I will, and Edward?"

"Yeah,"

"Who else is in your house?" I furrow my brow, confused. "What are you talking about?" Could she know about Bella?

"Well, I just heard a door squeak. I'm guessing it's the one from you bedroom considering that's the one you refuse to fix."

Quickly I turn around to find a very confused, shocked and awake looking Bella standing in my hallway. "Alice, I'm going to have to call you back," I say, and with that I hang up the phone.

It's silent in the apartment, the two of us just staring at each other unmoving. No doubt it was a shock to her, finding herself in a stranger's apartment. I was scared of her reaction, causing nervousness to float around in the air.

"So... it wasn't my father who found me out there," she finally says, keeping her eyes locked on the floor.

I mentally sigh in relief; she wasn't waiting for a boyfriend. I realize a second later that doesn't mean she doesn't have one, my stomach falling at the thought.

"No, I'm afraid not," I reply, scratching the back of my neck. "I'm sorry."

"He's probably worried sick." I hear her whisper to herself. "Can I borrow your phone? I'll tell him I went to a motel because of the storm. I just need to tell him I'm alright before we talk about what happened."

"Okay" I say, handing her my phone. "I'll be in the living room. Right through there." I tell her, pointing the way to the living room.

"Okay," she responds with a shaky voice.

Just as I'm walking out I can faintly hear her next words. "Thank you Edward."

'Crap! She knows who I am' I keep thinking to myself. But how did she know? Isn't this supposed to be a good thing? Didn't I want her to remember me? Or maybe this is a bad thing. She probably knows that I was obsessing over her in high school and now she probably thinks I'm still obsessing over her. How much of a creep am I?

Bella's been talking on the phone with her father for about five minutes which means that she could come into this room at any moment and ask me what I was doing out there. And she's going to ask how she got here, and why she's in my clothes.

Why is she making me so nervous?

"Edward?" I hear her say as she walks over, handing me my phone back. "Before we talk about anything else I was wondering, what happened to all my stuff?"

I smile in relief, that's an easy one to answer. "Your coat is hanging in the closet. I didn't touch anything in it, so it all should be there."

"Okay, now for the tough part. How did you find me?" she asks, fiddling with her fingers.

Sighing, I move over a little on the couch so she can sit down. "I own a restaurant on the corner of 1st and Amistad, that's where I found you. I was on a cigarette break so I was outside. Across the street is a park, and it just so happened that one of the street lights kept flickering and I saw you lying there on the bench. At first I thought you were a homeless person."

She looks at me with one eyebrow raised.

I hold up my hands in defense. "I'm sorry but that's what I thought. As I got closer, that's when I finally saw your face. I was shocked that it was you; I could have sworn you moved out of the country but there you were. I kept trying to wake you up but you stayed fast asleep. You were almost frozen by the looks of it so I wrapped you in my jacket to keep you warm and took you to my car. I would have taken you to your parent's house but I didn't know where they lived. Alice was on her honeymoon so I couldn't take you there either. Here was just the next best place."

The look on her face is pure shock. "Alice got married?" she asks in disbelief.

I can't help but laugh. "Out of everything I just told you; that shocked you the most?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I just can't believe Alice got married so quickly. Who's she married to?" She says, her cheeks pink. She still blushes after all this time.

"It's okay, don't worry about it. She actually married her college sweetheart Jasper. They got married the 15th of this month and they're also expecting." I said, grinning. God only knows how excited I am to become an uncle.

"I'm so happy for her," she states with a genuine smile. "But that still doesn't explain why you were working late on Christmas Eve. Who were you planning on spending Christmas with?"

"Nobody," I reply coldly. This is not comfortable territory for me.

A little taken back, she swallows before talking. "But I thought your parents lived in the city."

"They did," I say, sadly. "They were killed last December in a car accident."

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