The force of emotion that hurdled at me buckled my legs. Dead. He thinks I died...There must have been a funeral. A closed casket, how else? My body certainly wasn't in there. I couldn't help but picture his face, my mom's face and the faint images of my friend's faces as they were at the funeral. Thinking I was gone forever when in fact, I was still living. Well, I still existed. As it shows, there's a very fine line between living and existing.

"Bella..Bella are you okay?" Jake came forward and touched my back and I flinched away from him and took a couple of steps in his opposite direction. Rage was flowing through my body now and I couldn't help but snapping at him.

"Am I okay, Jake? I'm a vampire, I'm essentially dead. My own father and mother thinks I'm dead. How do you deal with that, Jake? What do I do? Enlighten me with your wisdom" I spat. There was a lump in my throat and my lip trembled, I waited for the tears that would never fall though I knew I was crying. I kicked a rock and it went flying through the woods and cut a tree in half which took out two other big trees.

"Bella..." Jake's voice was pleading with a hitch in it as well.

I walked a few more steps and stared up at the sky as if it could give me answers. I need to know everything about this, I need to know what they said happened to me. I need information.

"We need to get back before everyone thinks I killed you." And with that I starting running back to Jake's house, not caring that I was much further ahead of Jake and I put all my strength into running and in less than a minute I was back at the house. Billy, Sam Uley, Harry and Leah Clearwater and a few others were gathered outside Jake's house.

"No, I didn't kill him if that's what you were thinking. He'll be here in a minute, I just left before him. And yes, I did "eat"." I snarled, my anger was now rippling through my body.

"Bella!" I herd Jake call out behind me and I wouldn't turn to look at him, I was walking towards Billy and his expression changed to wary. A part of me was happy he wasn't scared of me.

"What did you tell my father?" I almost hissed as Billy shrunk back in his chair.

"Bella, you have to reason here. He couldn't see you, not as a vampire or he'd have to either be killed or become one as well. And you don't want that do you?" His voice was stern, not scared of me at all. I shook my head, no I didn't want that.

"We staged an accident in your truck and got a body from a nearby grave that would have been around your age and female that has recently died. We burned the body beyond recognition and Charlie didn't want an autopsy which was very fortunate. It was a beautiful ceremony Bella, a lot of people showed up. You were very well liked; more than you knew. Don't you think it's better for Charlie to think that you're up in heaven than never being able to see you? There would have been too many questions if you just went as a missing person, and Charlie would be tormented trying to find you and that would not be possible. You'd have to keep on the run until he died, and after he died because he would still fight from the grave to find you. This gives him and your mother peace in mind. It's the best for them and it's best for you."

"Yes, I'm sorry." I lowered my head, slumping my shoulders. I should have thought it better but the anger was just so raw and intense that there was no sense beyond the rage. But I would rather Charlie think I was with Gran than travelling the world essentially dead, with no heartbeat, living off animal blood.

"Bella I'm sorry, I should have told you when you woke up..." Jake came over to me and slumped an arm around my shoulder. His presence was enough to calm me, just his touch and his warmth went right through my body and it was amazing the power he had over me. I looked at him, and he was very handsome. His russet skin and perfect teeth, his caring eyes. I never wanted to him to leave me, but I had no idea how to tell him. He has family here, he has to go to school. He can have a life here but I can't. I'm not his responsibility, but I wish I was. How can it be that only a few days ago Edward left me, the heartbreak was still too raw to talk about, and I'm starting to get a little crush on Jake? I shook the thought from my head, no no no.

I can't stay here, I can't be walking around when I'm suppose to be dead, when everyone is suppose to think I'm dead. But Jake can't come with me, he has Billy, he has a perfect life here without me interfering. I'm not going to upset him or Billy by asking him to come with me. I have to do this on my own, I've already hurt enough people, endangered enough people.

"Bella, I-" I put my hand up to cut Jake off. I herd a car turn onto the dirt road, quite far away actually. What if it was someone not from the pack? It'd kinda be hard to explain why I'm up walking around when my "body" was burned beyond recognition.

"Someone's coming, I have to go" I whispered even though I knew whoever it was coming wouldn't be able to hear me. I flew off into the woods, just far enough that I could still see exactly who it was and what was going on; what the conversation was about. Jake was running as fast as he could over to me and we both half sat down behind a giant tree. Slowly, I found, the car was coming. Finally it came into view and I immediately knew who it was.

It was Charlie. It was my dad. And he's here. Now.