It has been over three hundred years since I was changed, since Jake and myself ran away together. Though three hundred years should seem so very long but it doesn't. It seems like as fast as I blink a hundred years is gone. It felt like only months ago I was back at Forks with my dad when everything was so normal, I was still a human. Every day it pains me to know what I have done but time does heal all wounds. Everybody I know has died, even their grandchildren have died. The only person that I truly know is Jake and honestly that's the only person I need to know.

In the time we have traveled to most, if not all, parts of the world, there is no way that I could explain the things we saw. It felt like I was growing, mentally at least. My eyes were opened to all the true beauty of the world, to every different type of person or culture. It was fantastic, it was like a gift that could never be taken away. Everything else can be; possessions, life, humanity can be taken but memories cannot. Memories are with you until you stop existing. Before I was changed I never traveled all that much and to see the entire world was incredible. Going to the Arctic and not being able to feel the extreme cold, going to the secluded hot climates where Jake and myself could play freely and watch myself sparkle. To roam the streets in Rome, to see the Eiffel Tower, to witness a winter in Russia, to go through Canada...Words can not do this justice.

During the places we went, we studied and worked. We both are fluent in every language and are probably among the smartest in the world. We studied every subject, almost every profession and excelled in it. I would go so far as to say that there isn't much that we haven't learnt whether it was in school or just through our journeys. With so much time to study, there is nothing off limits. I don't even need to sleep and in that time I read, study or work. Because we were both working the income was high, especially where we didn't need much to survive. We really didn't need food, water, etc as normal humans do but we aren't normal human. We have many many bank accounts with our money in it, most in fake names. Though it's very good to have it, it's not such a big deal. It's all just stuff, it can be taken away or given so freely. It amazes me that so many people work so hard to make it and then die before even getting to enjoy it. It saddens me how short the human life can be taken and taken advantage of.

Besides the travel, the knowledge and the money there was something that was even more valuable to me. It was Jake. Our relationship was like a fairy tale, there were no fights at all, he'd pick at me and I'd pick at him. We protected and looked out for each other, I was completely in love with him. He was completely in love with me too. I know that no matter where I went he would follow me without hesitation or questions. It felt so good to be loved unconditionally without fear or judgement. I fell in love once, a long long time ago but it was nothing like this. That love was so strained it was like a punishment, something that I hated; it was there ever could be was pain and fear, fear he'd lose control, pain from him being around me. So many possibilities. However, every now and then I go back to those times and I just can't help it, maybe your first love will always be with you. Honestly, I couldn't help it. It's like my mind has a way of its own, it just goes back there without needing any reminder or trigger. I still vividly remember his face, his family. I do miss them, I wondered time to time what he was doing, what his family was doing. What would they say if they knew what happened to me? Would we ever run across each other? I highly doubt it. We have been all over the world and there wasn't a hint of any other vampire, let alone specific vampires. As the thoughts flow through my brain I let them go, I have a new life now.

But no matter where we go, there's no place like home. I always wanted to go back and recently it feels like I need to go back. I wondered what Jake would say to it. Does he just want to leave that place behind, a bad memory? Does he want to go back, to see the pack and be where he grew up? I have no idea what he wants, I don't know how he'd react to me telling him that I wanted to go back. I don't want to cause him any pain in by going back but I know deep, deep down that I have to. It's a compelling urge, nothing I can control. And if he doesn't want to go back, I will, if only for a visit. If only to see why it's been bugging me and on my mind so hardcore lately.

"Back Bella!" Jacob sang out. We were on in island far from the coast of Rio so that tourists or travelers wouldn't happen to stumble upon this island that we deemed ours. "Happy three-hundred year anniversary!" Jacob said kissing my cheek, his voice gleaming. He hasn't changed physically at all but mentally he was different. Older, wiser, more caring, move loving but he was still my Jake. However, for the past few years there was something gnawing at him and I wondered if it was the same thing that was gnawing at me. I had no way to tell, I just knew we had to go back to Forks.

"Jake, I need to talk to you..." My voice trailed off, my head lowered playing with my hands. Jake put a finger under my chin and raised my head up. He kissed me lightly and pulled away, his finger still under my chin. His expression was worried and it made me even more nervous to tell him, to even try to explain this.

"What is it? What's wrong?" His voice was so soft it relaxed me as he always does; it made me even more willing to tell him.

"There's just been something gnawing at me, something that I feel like I'm suppose to do." He nodded, wanting me to go on. "Jake, I kind of want to go back to Forks, I really do miss it there. Besides, you know how happy we both were when we were interacting with people, going to school. I want that again and I really want to go back to Forks." He let out a deep breath and a huge grin.

"Thank God Bella! I wanna go back too, real bad." Jake's eyes lit up and I tackled him, pinning him to the ground, kissing him all over.

"Really!?" I asked between kisses. "Oh Jake. When do you want to go back?"

"Well, I'd say if we left now we'd be there by mid-day tomorrow." Jake said. "And it's not too late in the year, we only missed a month. We can enroll and go through high school, live there for a couple of years. It'd be nice to see the pack again."

"Alright! Let's go then!" There was no way I could hide the excitement and I almost felt like something has been awoken in me, something that I had no idea was still alive. It felt like it was beyond me, that I HAD to go back, not just because I wanted to, but because I had to. If I had any idea what was waiting for me, I don't know if I still would have left...