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Chapter 4
A Brief Return
Edward's POV
It's been a month since Bella had disappeared. Not only did our household seem dull, but all of Forks was mourning Bella's disappearance.
After Bella had disappeared, we went into her house to grab the letter Bella had left in Alice's vision.
We took it and ran home. We all sat in the couches, all the couples together, except for me, I was missing my Bella. I opened the letter and read it out loud. Halfway through, my entire family were dry sobbing, seeing as vampires can't cry.
When I read out the notes addressed to us individually, after each person Bella addressed, they practically exploded into sobs, although Carlisle was a little calmer than the rest of us, but now by much.
When I reached my part, I couldn't find my voice. I broke into a fit of tearless sobs after I internally reading the letter. Bella was gone.
When Charlie had first discovered Bella's disappearance, he immediately called me, asking where Bella was, and I was at a loss of what to explain to him, so Carlisle took over saying that we thought Bella was at home, after we dropped her off after the birthday party.
Though whole entire town searched for Bella, but she couldn't find be found anywhere, no one knew how she disappeared except for us.
The school has been boring and depressing without Bella to liven it up; it was always quiet at school as well. Bella has such an impact on all of us.
Charlie has been down lately too, less lively than usual and always moping over Bella. I could hear his minds, blaming himself for Bella leaving Forks, we all blamed ourselves for Bella's disappearance.
At home, it's been unusually quiet. We were all sulking around the house. Alice was always quiet lately and very frustrated because she couldn't see her in the future anymore. Jasper was almost in more pain than Alice, he felt horrible about almost killing Bella, and we were getting the end of his emotions, he tried to control them but it worked to no avail. Emmett was also quiet a lot too, and Esme looked like she lost her daughter. Carlisle seemed to be the best of us, but not by much. He tried to liven up the family, but it didn't work out so well because we would all stay depressed. Even Rosalie was sad about Bella leaving. All in all, we felt horrible.
It's been 30 days since that fateful day, since Bella turned 18, I was a mess. I hardly ever left my room except to feed or to go to school from time to time. I would lay on my couch, staring at the ceiling or out the window and listening to music. I didn't have the heart to do anything else, to write music, to talk, to exist. I felt incomplete without Bella.
It was October now, a week until Halloween. I was lying on my couch once again, listening to my music. I stopped listening to the Classics; I tried listening anything loud to drown out my thoughts. In times like this, I wish I could just fall asleep.
I heard a knock on my door and I quietly told them to enter.
It was Carlisle, "Edward," he said, as he turned off the music.
I turned my head to acknowledge his calling. "We're moving," he simply stated,
I stared at him, not sure what to think of this. On one hand, I'd be leaving the place that made me think about Bella, I could possibly be a little better, and on the other hand by leaving Forks, I felt like I would be leaving Bella.
"Why? I asked,
"Forks is very unstable for us right now, especially in the depressed state. We cannot stay here. Also Tanya is having a disruption with a couple of newborns in Alaska and she asked for our assistance, I had told her that we'd help her out,"
I thought about it for a moment, Bella isn't coming back; she left us, left me for good. I need to leave, to get away from her, everything that reminded me about Bella, even just for a little while.
I nodded at Carlisle, "Alright, when are we leaving?"
"Hopefully in two days if all goes well at the hospital,"
Two days had passed and we left Forks.
Bella's POV
As I was sitting on the plane to Seattle, I was thinking about my memories with Edward. I felt horrible for leaving him like that, for leaving everyone. But I had to, for there own well being, I couldn't put them in danger like this and I needed to get away.
It's been a bit over six months since I left and I decided that I was ready, strong enough to head back. I couldn't face Edward again and I'm glad that I knew for a fact that he and the Cullens are gone, they had moved to Denali to reside with Tanya and her clan.
I landed in Seattle about ten minutes later and made my way out of the airport. It was a little chilly out so I pulled my red hoodie out of my duffel bag.
The first thing I need is to find a place to stay for a while. I need to stay in Seattle for a bit before I could go back to Forks, I needed to organize myself before I could see Charlie.
I checked myself into a Holiday Inn, for about four days at the most. The receptionist there was a cocky twenty years old with blonde, spiky hair and brown eyes. He was pretty cute, but he couldn't compare to Edward. He checked me out and tried flirting with me, but I just smiled and wanted to get away from him as soon as possible.
I settled myself down into my room, it wasn't big, just a bed in the middle, with a desk and chair, and a television. There was a bathroom on the left of the entrance. The décor had a rustic feeling to it, red, brown, and mahogany.
I set my duffel bag and backpack on the chair. I took the usual notepad that came with the room and the pen with Holiday Inn name on it.
So the first thing I need first was some new clothes. I had grown quite a bit, from being 5'0 to about 5'4 now. My body grew that my curves were now more noticeable and different I guess I would say. My hair was longer, and more luscious and fuller than it was last time. I would need to fix up my wardrobe a bit, some new clothes that fit me, and hopefully inconspicuous from James. I can't let him find me again.
The second thing on the list would be a new ride. I loved my truck, but it's just too loud, I need to stay quiet and not draw attention to me.
The third thing I need to do was think of an excuse as to why I was gone for six months, that would be difficult, but first things first, the wardrobe.
I found my wallet in my duffel bag that contained all my money. I had a load packed for situation such as these.
For the next three days, I virtually spent shopping, which almost killed me. I was finally done and now I was thinking about excuses and mediating to calm me down.
I had bought all my clothes that I needed; it should be enough to fill up my closet. For my new ride, I found a red Mercedes, similar to Carlisle's car. As I was checking out, I had the same receptionist. And somehow, he was even cockier than usual because he asked for my phone number. I told him I had a boyfriend and he shook my hand, smiling flirtatiously at me.
When he let go, I felt something in my hand. I walked away to and open the paper to see his phone number written on it. I just sighed, crumpled it up, and made sure to throw it away while he was watching.
I walked out of the inn and it was 5:00. I got into my new Mercedes, throwing my duffel bag and backpack into the backseat. I had also bought a new suitcase to put all my new clothes in.
As I drove home, I turned on the radio to the Classical station, hoping it would relax, it worked, somewhat. I was worried about what Charlie would say when he'd see me. I know he's been a wreck, worrying about me. It has lightened up over the months, but not by much. Renee also knew; she's been upset ever since he said "Bella" and "Missing" in the same sentence. She was in the same state Charlie was, although she had Phil to comfort her.
In about half an hour, I arrived home. The speed of the Mercedes was helpful.
I parked beside the driveway and I saw the cruiser there, meaning Charlie was home. I got out of the car and walked up to the front door. I took in a deep breathe and knocked on the door.
I heard Charlie grumbling about interrupting his game to answer the door. He swung open the door, about to lecture about interruptions until he saw me. He stood there, still holding the door, staring at me in shock.
I just smiled and waved, "Hi dad, I'm home"
It took him two minutes to register in his mind I was home, "Bella," he whispered, "is that you?"
I smiled, trying to hold back my tears, "Yeah dad," I choked out, "it's me,"
Charlie smiled widely and gave me a huge hug, unusual for him. He must've really missed me. I felt the guilt raising.
"Bella, you're home! You're actually home! Where were you?"
I stood back a bit to look at him, "Uh can we talk about that a little later, I need to get some stuff out of my car, if it's ok that I can still live her,"
He just stared at me disapprovingly, "Of course you can still live her Bella! Always, don't you ever think that you'll never be welcome!" he lectured.
I just smiled and walked over to my car, Charlie following me. He stopped in his tracks when he saw my Mercedes, "Bella, is that yours?"
I just nodded, "Yeah, just got it a while ago,"
"How did you afford it?" he asked, dumbfounded.
"I had money stowed away," I replied, putting as much truth into it as I could.
Charlie stood there for a little longer before he shrugged and walked over the rest of the way. I opened the passenger door so I could get my backpack and duffel bag. I then walked over to open my trunk to get out the suitcase.
I went to pull it out when Charlie put his hand on top of mine, "I'll get it Bella, you just go inside and relax,"
I nodded thankfully at him and turned to head into the house with my bags.
I walked into the kitchen and sat down in the chair, leaving my bags on the floor.
I heard Charlie come into the house a few moments later, with my suitcase in tow. He brought it up the stairs then came down a few minutes later. He sat down in the chair beside me.
Charlie held my hand, he was so different, he never really showed this much affection before, "Bella, I can't believe you're back, I've missed you so much,"
I stared into his eyes, "Yeah dad, I missed you a lot too,"
"You've changed Bella, you look so much different in the last six months," I just nodded, the tears poking my eyes,
"Where have you been Bella?"
I pulled my hand back and looked down at the table, "I'm really sorry that I left dad, I had to, something important came up, an emergency,"
"Well what is it?"
"I-it was something important, s-something that happened that I need to g-get away f-from," I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I couldn't lie to Charlie, all that worry just made me rethink that telling him an excuse wouldn't be a good idea. I tried telling him as much as possible without giving anything away, "I just couldn't stay here dad, I can't tell you what it is exactly, I can't. I really want to but not now, not until I'm ready, please?"
I could feel the tears coming down, and I lifted my head up to look in his eyes. They were filled with worry and pain, pain for me.
He nodded, "Ok Bella, I understand. I can't bear to see you hurt like this. When you're ready Bella, I'll be here,"
I nodded. Charlie got up and kissed my forehead, "Why don't you go up to your room Bella and get some rest? We can talk more tomorrow,"
I nodded again and stood up. Charlie watched me walk out of the kitchen with my bags in hand and up to my room.
I opened my door to see that my bedroom was still the same. Charlie hadn't moved anything since I left and I was grateful. I wasn't feeling tired at all, so I decided to unpack all my clothing.
First I walked over to my closet to empty all the contents, which wasn't very much. I sorted through my old clothing, deciding to keep a couple of sweaters and my blue blouse that was also Edward's favourite. I missed Edward, a lot. Part of me wished he was still her with me, but it would be better for him and his family if they were gone.
I dumped out all the contents in my duffel bag and my back pack onto my bed. I ate all my food in the backpack and it only held the emergency cell phone, Swiss army knife, the lighter and matches and the maps. In my duffel bag, all my clothes were still in there, including the blanket, towel, flashlight and my money stash.
I switched the necessities in the back pack in the front pocket of the duffel bag and left the wool blanket, towel and flashlight in the bag, also adding in a packet of batteries.
I added the clothing in the duffel into the pile of old clothes that were now too small for me to wear.
I took out all my new clothing and quickly organized it neatly into my closet. I then added the duffel bag of necessities in the back, keeping it for in case of future emergencies.
I ran downstairs to grab a trash bag, noticing Charlie was now in his bedroom. I looked at the kitchen clock and saw it was 10:00. I grabbed a trash bag in the kitchen cabinet and a glass of milk and headed back to my room.
I placed the milk on my bed stand and stuffed all my old clothing into the trash bag, planning to bring it down to the thrift store tomorrow.
It was Saturday, meaning I still had one more day left before I would go to school and face everyone there.
It was getting late and I headed to bed,
It's been three months since I've been back in Forks.
The first day of school back was terrible. I had made an excuse saying that I had an emergency down with some family living in Canada and I had to leave unexpectedly. They all seemingly had forgotten about that huge search they had for me, except for Angela. I think she knew I wasn't telling the truth, but she didn't press me on it. I was grateful for that.
When I explained things to Renee, she was much harder to explain too. I had also said the same thing to her that I said to Charlie, and after a while, she was surprisingly understanding, trying not to push me any further then I wanted to go.
Everything seemed to be the way it used to be when I came back. Everyone was happy I was back now and they took the pleasure of me being in their company, although it was different for me without Edward here. I would usually stay quiet in conversations and hardly spoke in school.
I missed Edward so much, I was moping but at the same time I wasn't. I was like that for a couple of weeks when I got back, and thankfully Charlie was just encouraging but didn't pressure me to do anything I didn't to do. He gave me my space and we didn't talk much about my disappearance, waiting for me to be ready to talk about. I didn't know if I would ever be ready to say anything.
My moods began to brighten up when I became best friends with Jacob Black in La Push, his dad Billy, was good friends with Charlie.
Charlie encouraged me to head down to La Push with him to visit the Blacks, hoping to lift up my depression of missing Edward.
I reluctantly agreed and that's when I started talking to Jacob. I surprisingly had a great time with him; he was fun to be around with, easy to talk to and just a great guy. His long black hair was usually tied up in a ponytail, and he had these beautiful blue eyes. He was tall and muscular, seeming to get bigger everyday.
When I went to visit him, he was working on a couple of motorcycles, and he promised to teach me to ride them when I kept on badgering him about it. It worked!
He taught me to ride a motorcycle, and after a month, I was awesome at it. I loved the motorcycle, the speed, the exhilaration, and the wind that blew in your face. It was fantastic.
I visited Jacob almost everyday. He made my depression about Edward lighten up considerably and I could see that I was getting happier, heck even Charlie could see that I was getting much better than I had been when I first got home.
Jacob introduced me to Sam and his gang. They were pretty nice; I met Sam, and his fiancée, Emily. There was also Paul, Quil, Embry and Jared in their group. They were all also werewolves.
It was when I first met them. It was at the campfire that Jacob decided to bring me too, to have fun and to also meet the gang. They were all there and when I arrived, Paul had transformed and almost tackled me if Jacob hadn't shielded me.
Paul had said that I had smelt like a vampire and thought instinctively to attack me, but thank god for Jacob when he protected me. Odd that it was only Paul who smelt that.
After that, they had no choice but to explain to me about their past and the reason for their half wolf demeanor. They explained about their existence and their enemies with the cold ones, also known as the vampires or the Cullens for that matter.
I had accepted them, it was still surprising at first, but I eventually got over it. It was almost similar as the situation with the Cullens and their vampire history.
The time I spent with Jacob and the gang was fantastic. They knew of my interaction with the Cullens, but they didn't press me much about that, knowing I would burst out into tears whenever they were mentioned.
Even though my spirits were lifted since I had arrived back to Forks, any mention of Edward and the Cullens would rip me up in pieces.
I was thankful towards Jacob for his kindness towards me, although I could see that he had developed feelings for me. I could see his actions were in ways to get me to fall in love with him, but my heart only had love for Edward. I tried letting him down easily, but he just kept on trying anyway.
The three months I've been here wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. Jacob and the gang tried asking me about my disappearance, but I just avoided their questions or quickly changed the subject. They eventually knew to drop it.
It was the end of June now and I had graduated high school. It was an interesting moment, I was no longer as clumsy as I use to be, but I still tripped occasionally. Occasionally being at the graduation ceremony where I tripped off of my gown and fell on my face when I was walking up on the stage. It was humiliating but I managed to get through the rest of it unscathed. Everyone was there, well almost everyone. Charlie, Renee, Phil, Billy and Jacob and the gang were there to see me graduate. I was just missing Edward and the rest of them. We all went to dinner afterwards and the night went smoothly.
I was now sitting in Billy's living room, reading my book Withering Heights once again.
Jacob and the gang were on their scouting patrols and it was just me, Emily and Billy, waiting for them to come home. Billy was watching the baseball game and Emily was in the kitchen, making dinner.
They came home moments later and we had dinner. I was in the kitchen, washing up while I let Emily relax since she made dinner. They were all sitting in the living room, discussing who knows what.
As I rinsed the dishes off when I heard Paul talking, "Why is she still here?" he asked bitterly,
"If you mean Bella, she's here because she's my friend," Jacob replied, in the same tone.
"How do you know she's actually you're friend? How can you trust her? She was friends with those bloodsuckers, what if this was a ruse to get information off of us? We can't trust her! And she smells horrible!" Paul said, I could feel the tears building up, is that what they thought of me?
I just wiped my eyes away and headed out the door.
I was hurt, they honestly didn't trust me, and they thought I was this spy or something. I can't believe that.
I was almost to my car when someone grabbed my arm and spun me around so I was face to face with them. It was Jacob with everyone else standing at the door.
"LET ME GO JACOB!" I yelled, trying to break free from his iron grip. He engulfed me in a hug, "No Bella, I'm sorry, please don't go!" Jacob pleaded, "we trust you, Paul didn't' mean that!" Jacob tried reasoning but Paul had come up behind us, "NO JACOB, THAT'S EXACTLY WHAT I MEANT!" he yelled. Sam and Embry were at his side, trying to restrain him.
I felt the tears coming down more viciously.
"You are a coward and a disgrace to humanity! You run around with those leeches and then you expect us to accept you. You disappeared for 6 months than you turn up expecting us to welcome you back with open arms. You are selfish and you do not deserve to be here!" Paul shouted.
"ENOUGH!" Jacob roared at him.
It was all true, everything he said, I am a coward, I am selfish.
Paul was shaking with anger, so much that his emotions cause him to transform into a werewolf. He ran towards us and Jacob was had his back turned that he didn't notice him.
He was getting closer and closer and Jacob was obliviously unaware. He's was going to get hurt
I panicked so I pushed Jacob away, catching a glance of his face looking pained, but I quickly brushed it off.
I unconsciously lifted up my hands just as Paul was about to jump on me, and he paused midair.
He floated there and everyone was staring at me in surprise, although Paul was still in the air, thrashing wildly to break free.
I gasped and my hold on Paul broke off and he fell to the ground. He quickly recovered and I put up a shield.
He tried breaking through it, but it was too strong for him. Every time he would hit the barrier, a gleam appeared and disappeared.
I stood there, staring at Jacob, I couldn't be here anymore; it wouldn't be safe for Jacob and the pack.
"BELLA!" he shouted, "I'm sorry Jacob," I said back, hoping he could hear me before I closed my eyes and disappeared once again with the wind.
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