A/N: here's the fourth chapter, just finished it, also did a minor change in the first chapter, I practically have a brain like sieve. My apologies… I hope you forgive me. :D

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. And a little introducing of Jacob in this chapter, and don't judge me! I am team Edward, but yeah I love Jacob too.. :$

Chapter Four.

Introducing: Sorry, sobs and warm soda

The only movement was his breathing, making his chest rise with every breath. He looked so peaceful and tranquil, just sitting there, doing nothing but listening to the music on his iPod. I briefly wondered what kind of music he liked to listen to, and what he was listening to right this moment.

I inched closer, without realizing it, and before I knew what I was doing his eyes snapped open and met my curious gaze.

For a brief second he looked surprised, and then his eyes flashed in anger. I flinched back from his anger, ready to turn and run. Just as I was about to, he spoke.

"Bella." I froze; he never used that name, it was always porky, swan, fatty, weirdo, freak, and some occasions Isabella. "What are you doing here?" he asked slightly annoyed, I was stunned into silence as I turned to look at him. His face was calm, but he had a deep frown, creating a dent in his forehead. No trace of the anger I saw previously.

"I'm sorry Cullen I didn't know you owned this land." I frowned at him, my voice just as annoyed, and slightly confused of my own bravery.

He raised his eyebrows, "I don't." He said calmly now. "It was just a question, relax Bella." There it was again. My name on his lips, for a moment I bathed in the sound of his voice speaking my name. Before I mentally slapped myself once again, stop it damn it!

I hadn't noticed I had moved myself closer to him, standing behind the building so if any came by they couldn't see me. It should have unnerved me standing here, alone, behind a building in school, with Edward. But I felt strangely at ease. I frowned; I shouldn't feel at ease with Edward of all the people. I knew that I had to turn back and go, because if my weird emotions kept this up, I would end up in the loony bin. I was definitely going crazy.

"Whatever Cullen," I sighed, "bye." I started walking towards the biology building, when I felt that current close to me again.

"Wait," he said brushing my right arm softly with his hand. The current stronger than before, I groaned.

"What?" I asked harshly. I had turned to face him, still hidden by the biology building, to any by passers.

He didn't speak but just stood there, a grimace on his face. Probably because he touched me I thought sourly. I waited patiently, before he groaned and rubbed his face with his palm. "Nothing," he finally said.

I turned to walk again, mumbling "idiot," under my breath.

He didn't stop me from walking this time, and I went to biology, slightly frustrated. I had to deal with him again in there, and he knew it. Dammit, right now I wished more than ever, I could ditch class. But I knew if I did, Charlie would without a doubt find out, and I didn't want to explain another ditching. God, I hated small towns.

There were still twenty minutes left till class started, so I waited in my seat, taking out my book trying to occupy myself.

I heard when the door opened, but I didn't look up. I just packed away my book, and focused my eyes on the nature outside. I blinked when the stool next to me got pulled out, and then I groaned, resting my head on my arm facing the door, and wishing for the hour to be over.

Edward didn't say anything at first; he just sat down, terrible close to me, that damn current making me aware of his every movement, and God damn breathing.

"I know you were the one to mess with my phone," he finally said.

"Yeah, and what makes you think that?" I asked dully, he could never prove it.

"I saw your truck, this morning; you were the only one near."

"So what if I was early to school, how the hell was I supposed to get your phone without you noticing it?" 'Idiot' I thought.

"I can't prove it was you. I'm just saying I know you did It." he said simply.

"I don't care what you think you know." I said angrily.

He sighed, "Look Bella -" Could he just please stop calling me Bella. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" I spat.

"Everything," he whispered.

"Fuck you Cullen." I said breathlessly, I felt my throat tighten, and I swallowed uncomfortable, I could feel the tears threatening to spill, and I wasn't crying I promised myself I would never cry because of Edward Cullen again. But I couldn't stop my arms from shaking and my fingers curled into a tight fist, and I had to bite my tongue to keep back the tears.

I felt Edward move beside me, he looked out the window and sighed, I looked at him from the corner of my eyes and saw the reflection in the window next to us his eyes were tightly shut. I looked back into the front of the class then down at my wrist, there was still fifteen minutes until class would begin.

"Why Barbie girl?" He asked me suddenly, his face was turned back to me and a soft smile at the edge of his lips. He looked curious and a bit amused.

I narrowed my eyes at him. He was still keeping up with this crap? Fine I can play this game. "I don't know Cullen," I said annoyed, "maybe they thought you were a Barbie fan." I finished rolling my eyes.

He laughed, and I looked at him surprised. Is he sick? Did I just enter the twilight zone? I turned around looking behind me trying to find the reason for his laughing surely it wasn't at my comment, he would never laugh at something I said, especially if it wasn't at my expense.

"What's so funny?" I asked him, confused.

"Nothing," he grinned at me, and I felt my stomach turn, in a butterfly friendly manor, I swallowed. "But they are right," he said empathizing they, wonderful he was playing along, "I am a Barbie fan, admit it, she is hot." Ahh now I could recognize him again. Pfft typical. I swear he is bipolar.

I rolled my eyes at him, making him laugh again. I looked at him like he had grown a third head. What the fuck was wrong with him today. He looked back at me that grin still on his face, but then his eyes got serious.

"You know…" he started, looking intensely at me, I felt my cheeks flush a bit by his gaze on me and I cursed my blush, I looked away from him, and heard his sigh. I locked my jaw, I hated him. I hated what he made me feel, and what he put me through, and now here he is talking to me like I am his friend. FUCK that. I am not his friend, and I will never be his friend.

"I really am sorry." He said and I looked at him, feeling nothing but numbness inside, I couldn't care less what he was sorry about. I wouldn't let him get to me ever; Edward Cullen is and will forever be a prick.

"Whatever." I said coolly at least it sounded that way. And I was glad my voice didn't decide to betray me today.

I looked back at my clock and there was five minutes left.

I felt Cullen looking at me and turned to glare at him, he was glaring back at me, rather impressively I might add. But I wasn't letting him get to me, he was still a prick and him saying sorry wasn't going to make up for all the shit he put me through over the years.

The door opened and people started to walk into the class, Edward looked away from me and picked out his book for biology, I did the same and pretended to read in it, but I really wasn't reading any of the words.

Damn him making me feel this way, I didn't ever want to have anything to do with him, I was so angry at the moment I just wanted this day to end so the weekend would start, there was only a week 'til vacations and I was looking forward to that most of all. My second cousin Alice was coming to visit and I was missing her like crazy, she was Charlie's cousin, but only seventeen like me, so I saw her more like a sister than a second cousin.

The rest of the day passed in a blur, Edward didn't speak to me again, though sometimes I could feel him looking at me, but whenever I looked he was talking to his friends, or read something in a text book.

I walked out to my truck after school and greeted her with enthusiasm, asking her if she had a better day than I did. People would think I lost my mind, and Charlie sometimes looked at me like I had, but I didn't care, I loved this old car so much. I got in the front and slowly moved my way out of the schools parking lot.

I drove to La Push as I promised Charlie and found the cruiser parked in front of the Clearwater's home. Leah was sitting on the edge of the porch step, her head tilted against the railing and her eyes closed. I knew she heard my car approach and either she didn't give a damn, or she was just too tired to acknowledge me. I parked my truck next to the cruiser and got out of my car.

As I came within reach of their house, she opened her eyes and looked at me, a slight grimace on her face as I came closer, I sighed I guess she wasn't feeling up to being civilized around me. I would just have to show her I wasn't going to give her any grief and let her have it at me.

"Hey Leah" I greeted, as I sat next to her. She didn't answer me but just looked out over the yard. Following her look over the yard instead, I looked around, it wasn't much, some rough patches of grass sticking up from place to place. There was an old basket with a single yellow flower poking up in it, next to where I was seated on the porch. The porch, tough I noticed next, was once painted white and the paint was scalding several places. I picked at it absentmindedly, trying to conquer up the courage to speak.

I sighed, and looked to Leah. "I'm really sorry about your dad" I told her, letting all the grieve I felt for her into my words.

She looked at me tears in her eyes, and then she burst into quiet sobs her whole frame shaking with the volume of it. I scooted myself closer to her, and comforted her in the best way I could, wrapping my arm around her frame and allowing her let it all out against my shoulder. I kept whispering comforting words into her ear, telling her it was okay, while a few tears slipped out of my own eyes. I watched our surroundings again, it was oddly peaceful here and I enjoyed it as much as possible during the circumstances.

Leah's sobs had quieted down after a while and now she was just breathing heavily and exhausted. I didn't blame her, I didn't know what I would do if I ever lost Charlie. I would be just as broken as her in the moment. Charlie was right she did need a friend, and from what I had heard she didn't have many, not after the time her boyfriend Sam dumped her for her own cousin. I remember that was the time she started to be bitchy towards every one.

Leah decided to speak at that moment pulling her head off my shoulder, "I didn't know this would happen to me, it's so hard Bella." She said and looked at me, I kept my arm around her, she hadn't moved away from me, so it would stay there until she felt she had enough. I just nodded at her before she continued, "Seth needs me to be strong, and so does my mom, I just don't know if I can do that. It feels like every wall around me is closing in and suffocating me." Her voice broke several times.

I didn't want to say I understood. I have never lost a parent, and I hoped I never would in the nearest future, I just couldn't think about that. I would have to convince Charlie to eat a little healthier, he did, with me here, but I know he goes to the Diner when he's on his lunch break. I would start making him a lunch box. No more red meat for him.

Leah never pulled away from me, not even when Charlie came out to check on her, and saw me there. I just looked at him and smiled the best I could. Charlie smiled back but it didn't reach his eyes, though I could tell he was pleased I was comforting Leah.

It was getting late, and Leah and I finally moved inside, I went and hugged Sue, giving her a comforting squeeze, I was never really close to the Clearwater's but they are great people, and I regretted not having known Harry much better.

The funeral would be this Sunday, and we would both be attending, along with the Cullen's I thought sourly.

I went out to my truck saying bye to Sue, Seth, Leah and Charlie telling him I would be visiting past Billy Black to see Jacob. He told me to say hi from him and I left the house.

It was slightly raining and I opened my truck to get into the cover. Starting it with a familiar roar, I drove down the road towards the also familiar little red house at the edge of the forest line, and as I pulled up I saw Jake come running from the garage – a small building next to their comfy home – and I jumped out of my truck. Jake pulled me into a tight hug worthy of him.

"Bells!" he greeted me as he continued to squeeze the life out of me, Jake has always been nice and a really good friend during the years, I don't know why I didn't spend more time with him.

"Hey Jake," I said breathlessly as he dropped me back on the ground. Jacob was huge, 6'3 and all muscles I shook my head at him taking a quick look at him, "Don't you know steroids are bad for you?" I joked, chuckling.

He just laughed and grabbed my wrist pulling me with him into the garage, it was cozy and warm in there surprisingly and it was currently occupied by two other guys sitting down next to a rusted car.

"Bells, this is Quil," he said pointing to the smaller of the two boys. They were both sitting on boxes near the floor, inspecting some car part pieces, sprawled out between them, "and that's Embry." He pointed to the larger looking one, Jake was definitely bigger than both of them, but Embry came close.

"Hey guys." I said shyly.

They both greeted me with a couple of "wassup's?" grinning broadly at me, while looking between me and Jacob. Jake released his hold on my wrist and went to sit next to the boys. He grabbed a soda from a cooler next to an old toolbox and offered it to me.

"Take a seat Bella," he ordered pulling out another box for me to sit on. I did and sighed heavily sitting down on the box, opening the soda, and taking a small sip. Jake smiled at me warmly, "so what have you been up to? How come you never visit more often?" he grinned.

"What?" I chuckled, "did you miss me?"

Embry and Quil made, "Ooo" sounds and laughed at Jake who was for some reason blushing, but smiling at the same time. He swatted at them both, and told them to shut it. I laughed, it was so adorable seeing Jake blush, and then I realized that I had missed him too.

It was amazing getting to just calm and talk to people normally. I never felt out of place here, it was like a second home to me.

"Did you hear about Harry Clearwater?" Jake suddenly asked me.

I sighed "Yeah, I just came from their place, my dad is taking care of Sue and helping her with the funeral." I said sadly.

"Yeah, my dad was their earlier today. He's really torn up about it."

"I understand," I said softly, "Charlie is the same way." I chewed on my lip, awkwardly. Not looking at anything in particular.

"Going to the funeral?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, I'm going."

"The Cullen's are coming too." Jake said in a disgruntled tone, Jake didn't like Edward, and that made me smile a little. I wasn't alone on that.

"Yeah," I said giving him a knowing look. That he just returned ruefully.

Quil and Embry looked between us confused, making both Jake and I laugh.

"Is it that Emmett guy?" Embry said.

"Dude! That guy is big!" Quil said, "I wouldn't be picking a fight with him."

I rolled my eyes and was about to correct them when Jake beat me to it. "No idiot. It's that ginger douche, Edweird?"

I laughed, and so did Quil and Embry.

"Yeah that's right! Man that kid is stuck up," Embry said with distaste and Quil nodded.

Quil then suddenly jumped up, "Aww maaaan!" he complained looking down at his cell phone "my mom is going to KILL me." He announced and said he would have to get home before it was too late for dinner and he wouldn't get any. I simply laughed at that, and Embry went with him agreeing, saying that his mom would have a fit if he came in late, they both hugged me goodbye and swatted at Jake, making kissing noises at him as they both ran from him out of the garage. I laughed and sat back down on the box Jake had first pulled out for me when I arrived.

Jake came back into the garage grinning widely and sitting back down next to me, "don't mind those guys, they are so immature," he laughed, and I quickly joined him. This was the most I had laughed in weeks, and I was enjoying it to it fullest.

"Don't worry about me, I can handle the teasing." I said chuckling.

Jake frowned as he looked at me. I looked back at him questioningly. "What?" I asked.

"What happened to your face?" He asked me, giving me an odd look, and pointing to the right side of my face.

I took my hand up to my cheek and felt the small sores there from when I fell at the parking lot yesterday. "Nothing really," I said not looking at him, "I fell down outside school yesterday." I said truthfully.

Jacob didn't say anything, but kept looking at me oddly. He reached his hand out and stroked the side of my cheek, then flashed a grin at me. "You fall down a lot." He stated.

I was blushing at the contact, and nodded at him, "Yeah, I do."

He looked at me disapprovingly, and pulled back. "Be more careful then."

I was blushing more by then, he was acting very strange, and I didn't know why.

The atmosphere changed suddenly, as he shook his head, and looked at me again. "So do you like my car?" He asked me happily.

I looked next to him, seeing the rusty car he was pointing at. "Uhm… yeah Jake" I said hesitantly. I didn't want to hurt his feelings.

"You're a horrible liar Bells!" Jake laughed loudly, and I looked at him sheepishly before he continued, "I'm just fixing it up, I still need a few parts to finish it, but once I'm done, this baby is good to go." He was smiling proudly when he finished.

"Wow, that's really cool," I said truthfully. "You really love cars, huh?" I remember back when I got my own baby, it once belonged to Billy, Jake's dad, but Billy ended up in a wheelchair, and therefore couldn't drive anymore. Charlie bought the car from Billy once I was old enough to drive, and I've had it ever since. Jake was the one to fix it up back then as well.

"Hell yeah," he roared grinning broadly "I bet I could make a living out of this, I just love fixing up cars."

I smiled at him, "just like when we were little." I shook my head chuckling at the memory.

"No way!" he laughed, "I can't believe you remember that!"

I laughed along with him, "How could I forget? You made me help you build houses and roads in the sand on the beach for your cars to drive on."

He laughed even more after I said that, "I know! And you were so nice. I remember you had to save me when I tried to clean my cars in the ocean."

"Haha, yeah you were splashing around and I was so afraid that you were drowning I just ran in the water after you, I didn't even think about the fact I couldn't swim either." I was saying this laughing so much I would be surprised if he even got a word of what I was saying. "I swear I had a sand rash on my butt for weeks after that!" I was also squeezing my middle, my stomach hurting so much from laughing.

"What do you mean either? I could swim. I was just trying to get you, to give me mouth to mouth!" He smirked at me, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

"Oh my god… Jake! You're such a goofball." Jake wanting to get CPR from me was just ridicules.

He merely shrugged his shoulders grinning.

I had a feeling he wasn't goofing around, and that kind of scared me. What do I feel about Jacob? I asked myself, I don't know. My stomach made a small flop, but that could also be nerves. After I felt like I had control on myself I broke the silence. "How's school?" I asked.

"School's boring, as usual." He said dully.

"Aha," I smirked, I've always known that school was a drag for Jacob. "Anyway, I should be going home."

"Oh, sure Bells." He got up from the box and offered me his hand.

I smiled, his attempt at gallantry, it was adorable. "Thank you Jacob," I said in a mock British accent.

He stuck his tongue out at me, just like a five year old. I laughed at him, letting go of his hand as we walked outside to my truck, he followed me the whole way.

After I had got in my truck and put the key in the ignition, Jake put his hand on my arm trough the window. "Bells…" he hesitated, "when are you coming to visit me again?"

It caught me a little of guard, "I don't know." I turned to look at him out the window. He was leaning against the frame of my car, his face right next to mine.

"Will you come back tomorrow?" He asked then.

"Sure," I said smiling, "I would like that." I said honestly.

He broke into a wide grin and removed his hand on my arm. "Great! I'll see you tomorrow then."

I nodded at him smiling. He backed away from my truck and waved goodbye, I waved back to him and drove away from the small red house.

Twilight was out, and it was making everything have a nice orange tint, and as I pulled up in front of my house. Charlie's cruiser wasn't home, But then again, I hadn't expected him to, I believe they would be having dinner by now.

I used the spare key to get in, Charlie never said I could keep this key, and I never questioned him. I put it on the hall table next to the door getting out of my coat, and grabbed an apple from the fridge. Sitting down at the kitchen table, I picked up this morning's news paper and looked it over, while taking a bite off my apple.

To be honest I didn't like to watch the news, or read it, they were simply just depressing. Always about someone being robbed and other horrible scandals and, or tragedies. It isn't because I am insensitive, it is more because I care too much, it would make me depressed and I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it. Meaning that generally I didn't egg on my curiosity about the outside world… Usually

I threw the paper aside on the table, after avoiding any depressing topics, and looked around. It was about to be dark outside and the only source light were coming from a small lamp hanging over the kitchen table, that I switched on when I entered. I left the porch light on, and the white glow could be detected through the window. I stood up and grabbed my backpack, deciding I should get some home work done.

Eating the last of my apple I threw it in the trash and began reading through my assignment. I was almost finished when I heard Charlie's truck pull up and rolled my eyes when he called my name questioningly.

"Yeah dad, I'm in here." I said making the finishing touches on my English essay we had to turn in before school was out for the holidays.

He walked into the kitchen and sat down across from me, "you really weren't kidding when you said you had homework to do."

"I told you to look into that," I chuckled.

He tried to look like a disciplined father, but the small twitch of his lips gave away his amusement.

"How is Sue?" I didn't need to ask about the other's Charlie would tell me anyway.

He sighed heavily, the exhaustion evident in his drowsy eyes. "She's…" he trailed off. And I smiled at him in understanding.

After a few more awkward moments, Charlie got up and made himself a cop of coffee, I looked over at the clock it was only nine thirty. Even though it was way too soon to go to sleep in my opinion, my lack of sleep the previous night disagreed with me, and I yawned. Packing up my homework, I hugged Charlie a little longer than I usually would and chided him for drinking coffee this late, before heading off to my room.

A/N: Alright so what do you think? Let me have it, whatever you want to tell me I am all ears. And also if you just want to ask me something I will reply as soon I can. I will try to finish the fifth chapter soon. But I think about updating this story once a week from now on. So please bear with me. TY!