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CHANGE: A Bella/Jacob Story

POV:Bella

It's been four years since I've been back to Forks. I never wanted to go there in the first place. But once I was there, I never wanted to leave. That is, until my beloved left me.

His words still haunt me. "It will be as if I never existed."

How can anyone say that? Sure he could take away all physical mementos of our relationship, but he could never take away my memories. My weak, fading, human memories. Even after he told me he didn't love me, and he and his whole family left, and I knew I'd never see any of them again, a part of me had hope that one day he would come back.

Him leaving was the worst moment to ever happen to me. It was the end of all my plans. I literally had nothing to live for. Which is why I appeared to be dead, at least on the inside. I thought I was holding up to my side of the bargain, living, even though I wasn't really alive in a sense. But apparently i wasn't fooling anyone.

Right before my graduation, Charlie told me he was sending me to Florida to stay with my mom. I didn't want to go. What if I left and he came back. OK, I knew he wouldn't come back, but if I left then it would mean I was giving up the hope of what could have been. What I wanted more than anything.

I tried every excuse I could to get out of going. Charlie would starve. What if the plane crashed? I would be in mom and Phil's way. What if there was a hurricane in Florida? With my luck any of those could happen.

But somehow he had an answer to all of those lame excuses,"I'll eat at the diner. Planes are still the safest way to travel. Your mother and Phil have been wanting you to visit for a while now." He just couldn't play down the hurricane one, he just said,"I'll take my chances."

I did go to Florida. I wasn't happy about it, well, not at first. I cried every night, mom was really worried about me. Even Phil was afraid to say the wrong thing. They tried to get me to see a shrink, but I put my foot down. I was an adult after all. They couldn't treat me like a child forever.

One day my mom got called into work on an emergency, some lady she worked with was going into labor three weeks early or something. She didn't want me to be stuck at home all day alone again, so she had Phil take me along for his training.

I didn't hate going, it's just me and baseball, it brought up some not to fond memories of Forks. I settled for sitting on the bench with my sketch book next to the rest of the smelly jocks. I would just sit there drawing the groups of bats, the random bleachers with family members, and Phil.

I wasn't the best artist, but I was definitely alot better than your average cartoonist.

As I finished my portrait of a sleeping dog in the stands, I sat my book down to go get some refreshments. I walked back after getting a bottle of water only to find my sketches missing. I started looking around under the benches, moving my sweater, and looking through my bag to find it.

" Is this yours?" asked a deep voice sitting a few feet away from me. He had short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and the sweetest smile I'd seen in a long time. If he wasn't out in the sun I would have guess he was a vampire with his other worldly good looks.

I stood there staring at him with my mouth slightly gaping. I couldn't remember how to speak. I knew I needed to acknowledge him so I simply nodded.

" These are pretty good. My sister use to draw when she was younger too. But nothing compared to this." he said as he flipped through the various pages. I felt like I should be angry at him for looking at something so private, it was like my diary. I just didn't feel any anger towards him.

" Thanks." I said as I sat next to him to see which one he was looking at. It was a sketch of Renee and Phil asleep on the couch that I finished a few nights ago. I grabbed my water and started to drink.

"You know Phil?" he asked pointing to a now pitching Phil. I smiled and nodded again. Wow, why can't I seem to talk to him.

-Hey, Kelly! Your up! I heard from a big guy with a clip board. I assume he was the coach.

"Yes sir. Sorry I got to go. It was nice to meet you. You should come out more often. I'd love to see more of your work." He said as he pulled off his jacket and handed back my book. As he was about to head out of the dugout he stopped and turned back to me." Sorry, I didn't catch your name? I'm Kelly." he said looking at me with a smile that was completely breath taking.

"Bella." I replied returning his catchy smile. He left after that and went straight to bat. I couldn't help but watch him. I had barely said two words to him but I couldn't help but feel happier. About an hour after he went to the field, Phil came to tell me that after he took a quick shower we would leave. I started to gather my things and told him I would be ready when he was. He left to the locker rooms.

Just as I had my things picked up and ready, and Phil's things half way put away. I saw Kelly coming in for a break with a couple other guys. He looked so hot. He was really sweaty and almost out of breath. I quickly grabbed a few ice cold water bottles and made my way towards the guys. At least I had already knew two of them.

"Hey Bella, Phil leave you out here to roast to death?"Bobby asked as I handed them a bottle. Bobby was one of the better players on the team. 6'7'', almost as many muscles as Emmett, and skin almost darker than my hair. He came over often with his wife and two daughters: Mercedes and MaKayla, two of the sweetest little girls you'd ever meet.

"Yeah, what did he do? Name you our official water-boy?" joked Matt. I threw him the water bottle as he sat on the bench. He missed it.

" I thought you were supposed to know how to catch?" I laughed as he turned even redder. I was just surprised I laughed. I didn't really laugh that often these days. But it was something about these guys that just made me relax. Let my gaurd down for a few hours.

As I spotted Kelly leaning against the back wall where my bags were I started getting a little nervous. I left the guys and walked up to him, holding out the water. "Thirsty?" I asked, my voice cracking as I looked at his slightly sweaty face.

"Yeah. Thanks." he said as he reached for the bottle. As he wrapped his fingers around it he also wrapped his fingers around mine. I blushed and looked down.

After that day, I spent nearly all my time going with Phil to practice. A month after I met Kelly, he asked me out. I told him how my last relastionship hadn't been the greatest. And how it left me broken. He told me of his own heart break, how his previous relationships made it hard to trust anyone. But, we agreed to give it a try.

It turned out to be wonderful going out with him. I found that I wasn't as broken as I was when Edward first left. It didn't get any easier to think or talk about him, but it didn't hurt quite as much as it did before. Kelly and I spent every waking minute together. And even in my unconscious state, I found I dreamed often of him.

I found that I really did have something to live for. With Kelly's help, I started looking into the local colleges. I found one that offered both criterias that I sought, an English program and an art program. I even found a job in the campus library. Everything was good, even getting better.

After being together for a year, Kelly asked me to marry him. I was completely shocked, it's not that I didn't love him enough, because I did. It was just that I told him I didn't know what my mom would think. Because she always spoke about how stupid it was to get married so young. But, he told me he had already asked her and Phil's permission. That surprised me even more. I mean who did that any more? Really?

After that, I quickly jumped into his arms and agreed. I was so happy. We were so happy. Six months later we got married. We had the best wedding imaginable. Me in my mom's altered, ivory wedding dress. Kelly in his best tux. My mom as my maid of honor and my dad even came to walk me down the isle.

Thankfully I listened to my mom about the water-proof mascara. Because when the priest announce,"Ladies and gentalmen, I give you Mr. & Mrs. Evenson!" I couldn't hold back my happy tears any longer.

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That bring's us back to now. It's been 4 years. I managed to finish my college career. And now, I'm a certified teacher. I teach the first grade. Kelly is still playing baseball, and just learned he was drafted to the Spokane Indians team in Washington. Which means I can stay here in Florida, or I can move back to Washington.

I told him that I thought it was a better idea to move to Washington because we could be closer to each other. Plus, I really missed my dad. He agreed that he really did think it was the best option.

"What are you saying Bells?" Charlie asked over the phone. He sounded a little nervous.

"I'm saying were moving to Forks." I explained to him how Kelly had been drafted and we thought it was the right thing for our marriage. I told him we would be there in a few days.

What I didn't tell him was that I was four months pregnant. I was just to scared of what he would say. Besides, I thought he deserved to be told in person.

So, now I'm sitting in the front seat of my SUV while Kelly stops ever thirty minutes for me to get out and pee. He laughs every time too.

"Ok, so when do you have to go for practice exactly?" I ask as I reach in the back seat to pull out a fruit roll up.

"In a few days." He says as I put a piece in his mouth.

" Will you be back in time to look at the houses Angela is planning to show us?" Angela Weber my only friend from Forks High turned real estate broker, who knew. She set aside this whole weekend to show us the best local houses she found.

"I don't know, babe. I'll try but I can't promise anything." I knew I would get that answer but still that answer sucked.

I just finished my snack and quickly fell asleep.**********************

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"As if I never exsisted."

-No, don't say that!

"You'll move on. Your human after all."

-STOP!!

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"Bella. Babe, come on we're here." I heard through the fading picture of Edward. It wasn't my first nightmare, and I am more than sure it won't be the last.

"What?" Here? Oh, we were going to Charlie's.

-BELLA! I heard Charlie scream from the porch.

"Bella, are you ok? Your looking kinda green?" Oh that did it.

I jumped from the front seat and ran for the bathroom, pushing my dad out of the way. I made it just in time. After spilling my guts I quickly splashed cold water on my face and used some of my dad's mouth wash to cover my puke breath.

As I made my way out of the bathroom towards the living room, I quickly picked out more than two people talking and a few more laughing. I really hope it's not what I think it is, I pray as I round the courner.

SURPRISE!!!!! Everyone yells in unison.

Crap! I hate surprises,I think as I see everyones eyes get wide looking at my round stomach.

"Bella?" Charlie questions as he too eyes my belly. I do the only thing I can think of as I look at his watery eyes.

I laugh,"Surprise!"

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