Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. It belongs to Stephanie Meyer. This is a FANFIC.

Title: Secret Place

Chapter 2

Accident

I finally stopped about 20 miles away from school near a forest and got out of my car. I ran into the forest and stopped only when I didn't see the road anymore. I felt pain. It was excruciating. My heart ached. It felt like some kind of fire was melting away the ice that formed around it. I screamed. I yelled. Then I cried. Why? How? How could one day at school in Forks, do so much to me? How could this small insignificant town, suddenly start to melt my ice away. It was too painful. I didn't want it to happen. I wanted to stay the way I was, though I didn't know why. Didn't I want to go back to my warm cheerful self? I couldn't go through the pain. I didn't have enough courage. I wanted it to stop. I slumped down on the forest floor against a tree and closed my eyes. I started humming my song. Then I started singing it. I sang. It felt like the fire suddenly started to fade. Yes. This is it. The thing that would harden my heart again. I sang on. When I finished singing. I felt satisfied with my cold self. I got up and headed for the car to head home.

The next day he wasn't there. I felt oddly uneasy and colder. I especially felt uneasy when his "siblings" stared at me from time to time. Were they blaming me for his absence? Arg. This was frustrating. Why was his absence such a big deal? Forks was messing with me. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to move here after all. The week past, and he still hadn't showed up. I was beginning to feel bad. Why should I feel bad? I didn't do anything. I tried to make myself feel better. Being in school, was a constant battle. I fought with the fire and ice in my heart. I was in constant pain and sometimes I thought the fire would win. Everyday the fire would win more and more and the pain was more and more. On Friday, Eric invited me to go to First Beach at the reservation with Mike, Jessica, and Angela next Saturday. I'd have to write it down so I wouldn't forget. I wasn't accustomed to going places with friends. I never had friends until now. I went grocery shopping after school. Charlie was a horrible cook. He knew it, but he tried. It's the thought that counts right? I made dinner and went to my room. I opened up my laptop and sat on my bed to get comfortable. Mom wrote me:

Bella,

Write me as soon as you have time. How was your flight? How was your week? Did you make friends? How was school? I miss you. Spain is great. We'll be leaving on Sunday night. Phil says hi. I couldn't find my power cord for my cell. Do you know where it is? I'll call you when I get in Sunday night.

Mom

I sighed. I clicked on reply and started t type.

Mom,

My flight was good. Smooth but tiring. My week didn't have anything really interesting going on. I wasn't going to tell her about this confusing problem with Edward. How was I going to explain that when I didn't even know. I made some friends. Eric, Mike, Jessica and Angela. We're going down to First Beach next Saturday. School was good. I like it. I've learned a lot of what we're going through now, so it's pretty easy. I'm glad you like Spain. Did you buy anything good? My mom was a shopaholic. She loved buying different things from different places. Say hi to Phil for me. Your power cord is at Grandma's. You left it there two weeks ago when we visited. I'll wait for your call. I'm not sure how good the signal will be since it's always cloudy. Maybe we'll be lucky on Sunday.

Bella

I clicked send and shut my computer shoving it aside. A sat on my bed for a couple minutes staring into space. What should I do now? I have no homework. I looked around my room. In the corner of my room, I caught sight of my guitar case. I got up and opened the case. I pulled out my guitar. I tuned it and started to strum a random melody. It was somewhat refreshing to play again. I missed it. I hadn't noticed until now that the pain in my heart dulled a little. I still felt the battle between the fire and ice, but that part of my iced heart wasn't that easily melted. The fire was losing. I gave up fighting it. Though it still hurt, I convinced myself I could handle it. I've been through worse.

Monday came quickly. When I got up, something was different. It wasn't raining, but it wasn't sunny either. I caught my breath when I looked out the window. Everything was covered in snow. Snow. The beautiful snow that I missed. After so many years, I was finally seeing it again. I was so lost in my trance, that I didn't notice my car was gone until I saw Charlie pull up. I put on my robe and went downstairs.

"Morning Bells."

"Morning Dad. Where you been?"

"I went to put some chains on your tires. The roads aren't really safe right now." he stated awkwardly.

"Thanks dad." I finally said after a moment of silence. He nodded.

"I'm gonna head over to the station already. I ate breakfast. I'll be back for dinner."
"Ok. Have a safe trip." I said as he headed towards the door.

I went upstairs to get dressed. I put on some black tights, and then my dark blue skinny jeans. I put on my black cowlneck sweater and tucked my necklace chain in. It was a gift from my mom before I left. Music notes hung from it. I had matching earrings. I always wore them even though I had other jewelry. I felt dark and dangerous today. I painted my nails black and did my makeup. I rarely did my makeup, but I did when I felt like it. I grabbed my black boots, red coat, bag and headed downstairs. I wasn't rich, but I had some nice clothes from expensive department stores, courtesy of my grandmother on my mom's side. She really liked to dress perfect. She grew up in a rich family and didn't see why she couldn't dress me the same and teach me how to be a proper lady. I ate breakfast fast. I didn't notice how time flew by when I stared out the window earlier today. I locked the door and ran to my car, slipping twice on the way. Good thing Charlie secures my tires. I thought. I drove to school slowly.

At school all the kids were throwing snowballs at each other. I smiled to myself. I remembered the good times I had playing with the snow in Canada.

During lunch, everyone wanted to eat outside and have snowball fights. I declined offers. I didn't want to get into it much. I wasn't ready yet. I sat on a bench watching everyone. I scanned the whole student body until my gaze froze on five people. Five. Not four. Edward was back. They were laughing, rolling in the snow. Attacking each other with snowballs. IT was like watching a movie. Their moves were graceful. They were dressed in the latest fashion. I shouldn't be surprised. And I wasn't. During the past week, they always wore something expensive. But I was surprised they would roll in the snow in those clothes. Rosalie. The blonde supermodel. She looked like an angel in the snow. She wore white skinny jeans, white stiletto boots, a white hat, white leather gloves, and a white knee length coat. I only assumed she wore a white sweater under her coat. Emmet wore blue jeans and a black thigh length coat. He also had black leather gloves. Alice looked like a pixie more and more. She wore a green thigh length coat, white jeans, green boots, and a white scarf around her neck. Her gloves were also white and leather. Jasper was dressed somewhat like Emmet. Dark blue jeans, a black coat and black leather gloves. Edward was something different. Though he too was dressed like them, he looked amazingly more beautiful. Though I debated before who was more beautiful, him or Rosalie. He wore dark blue jeans, a blue sweater, and black leather gloves. What's with them and leather, seriously. He wore a black scarf around his neck and kept his gray coat open. I was in awe. Again and again I was convinced that their beauty couldn't be compared to anything.

When I arrived in Biology, Edward was already sitting at the desk. He still sat farther away, but his seat faced me. I sat down ignoring him, but he had other things in mind.

"Hello." he said quietly breaking the silence between us. His voice was like a melody playing quietly in the background.

"My name is Edward Cullen," he continued. "I didn't get a chance to introduce myself last week. You're Bella Swan right?"

I stared at him. Bella Swan. He was the first person to call me Bella from the first conversation. People usually called me Isabella then I would have to tell them to call me Bella.

"Yes." I nodded. "How'd you know my name?"

"Doesn't everyone know your name?" he stated as if stating the obvious.

"I mean, how did you know to call me Bella instead of Isabella?"

"Lucky guess?" that convince me but I brushed it aside.

I nodded silently and swallowed. His voice was so hypnotizing. He looked different to me. The last time I saw him, he looked hostile and his eyes were dark. I glanced over at him and caught his staring at me with an interested expression. I then noticed his eyes. They were topaz colored. They looked so golden. I stared. I knew it wasn't polite but I couldn't look away.

His lips moved up at the edges into a small smile.

"Is there something on my face?" he asked politely.

I gaped at him. I hadn't realized that my mouth was half way opened.

"Bella?" he looked concerned now.

I snapped out of my trance.

"W-what?" I stammered.

"You were staring at me, so I was wondering if there was something on my face."

"N-no. Sorry. Did you get contacts?" I blurted out then bit my tongue.

"No." he said flatly.

I nodded. I was going crazy. But I was sure his eyes were darker the last time I saw him. I brushed it off. It wasn't a life and death situation. What the hell. The teacher told us to start our observation.

"Ladies first." he said pushing the microscope toward me.

The slide was already in there. I peered inside.

"Prophase."

"Mind if I look?" he asked politely but I could still hear the unbelief in his voice.

"Sure." He pulled the microscope toward him and peered inside. I watched him biting my bottom lip. Every move he made was angelic and graceful. His lips curved up in a smile.

"Prophase, he said quietly."

"Like I said." I said nodding. He let out a chuckle.

"How are you liking the weather?" he asked.

I gulped. Was he making small talk?

"Fine I guess. Too much rain though."

He nodded. He put the next slide in the microscope and peered in.

"Anaphase." he murmured writing it down.

"Mind if I look?" I asked. I wasn't going to allow him be the only one to check. He nodded and pushed the microscope gently to me. I peered inside.

"Anaphase."

"Like I said." he mimicked me quietly.

"Why did you move to the rainiest spot in the United States if you didn't like the rain?" he said continuing the conversation I forgot we had and placing the next slide in.

I stared for a second. I wasn't going to spill out my whole life story to someone I barely knew. But for some reason, I felt an urge to tell him. I felt I could trust him.

"Well, my mom remarried this past summer." I stated.

He nodded. "Interphase. Want to check?"

"No I believe you." He smiled.

"So you don't like the guy?"
"No, Phil is great. He travels a lot though. He plays football and my mom wants to travel with him, so I decided to move down here with my dad." I blabbered. He looked really interested.

We were interrupted by the teacher walking up to us.

"Why aren't you guys working?"

"We're already done professor." Edward explained politely.

He looked over our work.

"You should give Bella a chance at the microscope."

"She did, she identified 3 of the 5."

He looked at me.

"Have you done this lab before?"

"Not with onion root."

"Whitefish blastula?"

I nodded. He smiled and left mumbling under his breath.

Edward was about to say something when the bell rang. We gathered our stuff and he walked me to gym which was unusual. Mike looked disappointed but tagged along behind us.

"I'll see you tomorrow Bella." He smiled turning to leave.

"Ok." I answered quietly not knowing why I even did that.

The next morning I was overly excited to go to school. Charlie left early so I was alone. I would see Edward today. Why am I excited to see him so much? It's not like he's my boyfriend. I shuddered. Not that it would be awful to be with him, no. Just the title boyfriend and me put together, I wasn't used to it. I ate my breakfast fast and ran outside. Most of the snow had melted, but the air was cold so the wet spots turned to ice. I almost slipped but steadied myself on the car. When I reached school, most of the parking spots were full. Edward and the other 4 were there already, lounging by their car. I parked about 10 spaces away. I stepped out of my car and organized my things. I felt Edwards gaze burn my face. I looked over at him and gave him a weak smile. He nodded in recognition. At that moment I heard a screech of tires near by. I saw Edwards expression turn to horror as he turned in the direction. I turned in the direction he was looking and horror struck me. My heart raced. A blue van was headed in my direction. No freaking way. was all I could think. My body froze. I couldn't move. Only those 3 words swirled in my head. I suddenly felt a cold hard jolt and was falling. I braced myself for the fall, but it never came. I looked up, to see Edward's honey colored eyes peering in my blue ones. They burned with concern. I was lost in his gaze. Suddenly I remembered the van. I ripped my eyes off him and turned. Just as I turned my head the van suddenly came to a stop. Edwards had make a huge dent in its side. I stared. What the…. I slowly turned my head to look at him. My eyes wide with shock.

"Bella, are you ok?" his angelic voice rang.

"yeah." I croaked.

"Be careful, I think you may be hurt." his voice was full of concern.

"I'm fine really." I tried again.

He helped me up, my eyes never leaving his gaze. I was so lost, I didn't notice that Tyler, the driver of the van, and everyone else, looked in concern. They were asking questions, but I didn't hear.

I suddenly cringed from pain.

"That's what I thought." he smirked a little as if to point out he was right.

No. I wasn't hurt. He was wrong. I wasn't hurt in the way he thought I was. I felt a sudden stab in my heart. That's what caused the pain. It's as if an ax hit my heart, crashing all the ice around it. It's over. The pain. It was all over. The ice melted. He melted the ice in my heart. My heart was now warm. The pain was all gone.

I suddenly felt very self conscious. His arms were still around me. I squirmed. He let go of me.

"Sorry." he apologized.

"It's alright. Thanks." I mumbled. Realization came over me. "How did you…get here that fast?"

"What so you mean..I was next to you the whole time." he defended himself.

"No…..you were next to your car…" I said slowly.

"Don't strain yourself Bella, you may have hit your head."

I didn't buy it. He was going to explain. I heard the ambulance, and I was suddenly pulled away and put in a stretcher. Great. Charlie was going to ecstatic. I sighed.

I guess I had fallen asleep. I woke up from the angelic voice asking.

"Is she sleeping?"

I opened my eyes and squinted at the light. I looked over and glared at him. He was going to explain. I wasn't crazy. If Forks was going to change me, then this is what it's going to be. I will fin out everything that concerns me. And this concerned me. I wasn't going to be that laid back anymore. Me being like that, caused me trouble. Now I will be in control of my life. Satisfaction filled me at my resolution.

Edward glanced over at me and smirked at my expression.

"Guess she's awake now."

My dad looked at me.

"Bella are you ok?" his voice was frantic.

"Yeah dad, don't worry."

"You could have been killed."

"I know, but I wasn't. Luckily Edward was .. next to me and he pulled me out of the way."

"Edward?"
I pointed behind him and Charlie looked. Edward smiled and waved. Charlie nodded.

"Thanks. You saved my baby girls life." I cringed. Baby girl? Where did that come from?

Edward smiled.

"It was no trouble at all. It would be a great loss, if I hadn't."

I stared at him. Did he just say he would be trouble over the fact that I was dead? Ok, maybe I did hit my head. Just then, another angel walked into the room with a white robe on. What is this place? Everyone here looks like an angel.

"Dr. Cullen. How is she?" Charlie asked the man.

Dr. Cullen. Right. Edward's father. As well as the other 4. Of course. I could have guessed if I tried. His pale skin was exactly like theirs, and his eyes were the same topaz shade.

"Her vitals are fine. She should be fine. How are you feeling Bella?" he turned to me.

"Fine." He nodded jotting down something in his notepad. "Well, you are free to go whenever you are ready. Don't strain yourself for a couple days though to avoid any side effects." He swiftly left.

"Well I'll go sign the paper work." Charlie said leaving.

Edward stood in the corner of the room. He looked lost in his thoughts. I got up and walked over to him.

"So?" He looked at me.

"What?"
"Are you going to explain?"

"Explain what?" I knew he was acting dumb.

"How you got to me so fast and stopped the van?" I pushed on.

"Bella, you're confused. I was next to you."

"No, you, weren't." I said each word separately. I was getting frustrated.

"Why can't you just let it go?"

"Why can't you just tell me?"

"There's nothing to tell."

"Oh, yeas there is."

Silence.

"you're not going to let it go are you?" he asked.

"Nope."

"Why can't you just thank me?"

"Thank you."

He sighed. "I'm sorry Bella, but I'll just have to disappoint you." He left.

I stood gaping after him. Anger flowed through me. What the hell?

When we got home, Charlie told me to call mom. She was hysterical. About an hour later I finally reassured her everything was fine. I sat on my bed in my room, rerunning the event in my head. My head ached from the concentration. What is such a big secret that he couldn't tell? Why did he even save me? I remembered his arms around me and my heart swelled. Heat ran through my body. His arms were so protective and strong. Yet he was oddly cold.

Was that part of the secret?

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