Chapter Three

I got home at four and I was ready to go by four thirty. I closed the curtains to the sliding glass doors trying not to look at the mess that was still left in the back yard. The grass was dying and the pool was starting to turn a brown color. At five the door bell rang while I was on the couch. We drove that long winding road I had hated for only a few months.

Amazingly I had only been to my dad's house once during my time off. We stopped at his mom's grave; we held hands praying and said hi to her for a few minuets. You would never take Jake for the Religious type but he was, he went to church at the cathedral on town every Sunday, and helped with a youth group on Thursdays. It didn't feel any different from when we where little and we did it. His mom had died when we where 5 in a robbery at the bank she worked for.

After seeing his mom we went to my dad's grave. The whole walk there we held hands, I didn't want to let go. I knew that while we where there I had to tell Jake the timing would be good. Maybe I thought even being closer to my dad would give me the balls to do it.

"Jake I think I need to tell you now." I let go of his hand and sat down.

"Why here Bella? Aren't we here to cool down?" He sat down next to me and we leaned our backs against the tree looking at my dad's grave.

"Because it happened here. And if you're here I think you have the right to know."

"At Charlie's grave?"

"Ya but it all started when I killed that guy in your house. He was an assistant to a god. The God of Thieves was already mad at the Cullen's for not inviting him to their holiday party. So yea, the Cullen's are gods, but not the ones you told me about," I waited for him to say something but he was intent on hearing the story. "Well they are the normal gods, god of music and love, insanity, things like that. So he wanted to kill me for killing his minion, and Edward wasn't going to let that happen. So I hid with Becca and Clyde, Rachel came to just in case. Oh yea, um, I might not be the one to tell you this but Clyde's a good too. "Once again I paused but he seemed to take it well. "The goddess of sight saw the god of thieves leaving for the U.S. So I came here to see Charlie. He was here waiting for me. He was about to kill me when they got here, they killed him, but I was passed out." I looked over at him and he was looking at my hand. We had been holding hands the whole time. His thumb had been stroking my hand calmly.

He kissed my forehead, "I promise not to let anything hurt you Bella, I wont ever put you in any kind of danger."

"Thank you Jake."

"Come on Bella, Let's head to the bar."

We got to Billy's bar at six thirty. We had dinner laughing at each other and the workers. Billy joined us for a little while before he had to get back to his office doing some work thing he did. I got a few of my favorite drinks free, the bar tender, Josh, promised he would make me my own drink. All the people who worked at the bar where retired cops and all of them knew my dad.

I felt the drinks run down my throat wit that electric feeling, it cleared my senses. It felt fantastic and my spirits lifted at the buzz that had lightly misted my brain. I felt like my feelings where on a switch, I could turn them on and off.

Jake ordered onion rings and we laughed about when we where little. We where both happy and nothing had ever been wrong. I knew he felt differently for me than I did for him but it was harmless. We where both okay with it. I let him keep hold of my hand all night.

At about nine he took me home. We made plans to do things I the next week or so. I didn't go straight to be I got some water and a cookie and played with Stella a little bit. I slipped in to bed at around ten. The night was no different except my slight intoxication.

The sky was velvet pink and I was sitting on a swing, I was at a park all alone. I didn't feel my buzz at all. Everything was still and there was no determined season. I didn't hear anyone coming behind me but when I looked up I saw him.

Edward looked pale and his eyes where red, his hair and clothing where drenched in water. When I told him I missed him he just nodded at me. I tried to grab his wrist but my hand went straight through him. He was almost like a hologram. I walked to the top of the play ground and told him to come play with me. He came up and climbed on the side of the rails around the top of the tower.

In the sky there where huge storm clouds in the sky. They moved fast enough to block out the sun. He let go of the rail and free fell backwards. He didn't hit the ground.

He went right through it.

I sat straight up in bed and Stella raised her head to look at me. The house was still cold.

I had dreamed of him.