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I woke up screaming. I launched forward in bed and realized what I was doing and immediately clamped my hand down on my mouth.

Stupid! Do you want to wake, Charlie?

I calmed myself down by slowing down my breathing. It was something I had to do or else I might have a panic attack. I remembered having to do this before when I was in the institution. Seeing all those deaths use to always overwhelm me. If I didn't calm myself down . . . fainting usually resulted.

I managed to get my breathing back to normal and laid back thinking over my dream, trying to avoiding the mental pictures of it and just think of what Edward had said. He had said he needed me, unfortunately not in the sexual sense either. He had said it like his life depended on . . . like he was on the brink of insanity. He also said he loved me, repeatedly that he loved me.

That made my insides melt a little. Edward Cullen said he loved me.

In a dream. Your dream. C'mon who would want to go out with you? You're a freak.

I nodded to myself in agreement. I had the dream, it was my own wishing, it wasn't real, it never would be. I continued to think about what else he had said . . . well there was only one other thing he had said . . . he said he loved my blood more.

That ruined my whole breathing process and I ended up having to repeat the steps again.

He wanted my blood. My blood. What kind of . . . things like blood?

Thing seemed like a good description of whatever "Edward" was in my dream, he didn't seem act human so I refused to classify him as one.

I rolled my eyes at myself.

Here we go, Bella great job. Not only now do you see deaths, but your insane, I hope you are happy with yourself.

Wasn't I already?

In the dream Edward's face looked . . . torn, as if he were fighting with himself in his head. He kept saying he loved me, and looked like he did, but at the same time he said he wanted my blood, and the blood lust was very clear. The only "creatures" I could think of that wanted blood were certain animals . . . and cannibals.

Alright Bells, put on the thinking cap. Think!

Edward acted like an animal, appeared to be human, and wanted my blood. Then I realized the only thing I could compare him to was a vampire.

I snorted.

Vampires. Jesus, that is just rich.

Just add a cape and some fangs and you've got yourself a vampire. I shook my head and laid back down. This town was messing with my head.

Alright no more sci-fi for you, Bella.

I looked over at my alarm clock. It blinked 5:47 a.m. at me.

I began to think over what I should do today, it was Saturday so I wouldn't have school. Maybe I could catch up on cleaning the house . . . or maybe relax and read a book. I continued to think over my plans and soon fell asleep.

I ended waking up and feeling better. I slept till ten which for me, was late. I was usually more of an early bird. I got up and walked into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and hair, then walked out and changed into some jeans and a clean tee-shirt. I made my bed and went downstairs to search for some food. Cereal was the only thing I felt like making. As I ate, I noticed a post-it note on the table.

Bells, Jacob called earlier. Wants you to call him back. So you are you two dating?

No, we aren't dating. We're just friends.

I finished my cereal and cleaned up the dishes in the sink, suddenly I went into cleaning mode. I did the laundry and mopped the kitchen floors. I vacuumed the living room and the bedrooms. The house was almost spotless when I noticed the note again on the table. It had only been a couple hours. I'm sure Jacob's got plenty to keep him busy for a couple of hours. It's not like he was going to wait by the phone all day for my phone call. I took a shower and changed into some shorts and tank top, if I was going to continue to clean I didn't want to get my decent clothes dirty. I put my not-quite dry hair up in a messy bun. I continued to clean the living room and passed by some pictures on the wall. I winced when I saw them.

They were photos of Charlie and my mother. It was hard to ignore them. They were everywhere. Each one stabbed a little bit more at me. I wondered if my mother was disappointed in me and if my mother could feel disappointed in me. I tried to banish the thought. There had to be some place for my mother to go too. She was too good to just die and have no afterlife.

I ignored the pictures and continued to clean. I ended up finishing around four, it was later than I expected it to be. I walked over to the phone and was about to call Jacob when there was a knock at the door. I turned on my heel, nearly falling in the process and opened the door.

There stood Jacob.

How creepy. How ironic. How creepily ironic.

He was wearing the biggest grin. He had on some faded jeans and white tee-shirt. I couldn't help but notice his slightly built muscles.

WAIT MUSCLE? BABY JACOB HAD MUSCLES?

I zoned in on his abs and my mouth dropped in surprise.

What do you know, Baby Jacob had some muscles . . . wait why am I thinking about Jacob's muscles?

I broke my trance and looked back at Jacob and saw he was smiling cockily.

"Like what you see?"

Okay sure, maybe he earned that right since this was the second time it had happened, but still, I didn't take cockiness well. I smirked and shut the door in his face.

"Wait! Bella! I didn't mean to offend you!" He called through the door. He opened it back up a crack.

I could tell he was waiting for me to say something so I threw him a bone, "If your going to be cocky, go somewhere else."

He opened the door grinning like a fool, "Cocky? Who me?" He strolled in like he owned the place.

I raised my eyebrow at him and shut the door, "Why are you here?" He ignored me and sat down at the kitchen table, he looked up at me and smirked.

"What? I already told you if your going to be an-" I stopped my rant when I saw what he was holding.

Charlie's little unholy post-it note. The note telling me to call Jacob.

I smiled uneasily, "Oops?"

He nodded, "Oops is right, Bella."

I started to apologize when he interrupted me, "See now we have Charlie thinking we're dating . . . which I mean isn't bad, but hey, it's a little early, don't you think?" He smiled over at me.

That wasn't why I was going to apologize. I wasn't even interested in Jacob. Okay that was a lie . . . but still Jacob was my friend . . . my very good guy friend.

Isabella and Bella started fighting in my head. So far, Isabella was giving a beat down.

Oh c'mon! Flirt a little bit! Bat those eyelashes! He's one huge chuck of eye-candy! Oh and did I mention that he keeps smiling at you and hinting at dating . . . um hello? He's flirting with you! Ya you, the freak!

Poor little Bella was barely hanging on.

It's bad. It's bad. It's bad. You'll lose him as a friend if it ends badly. You only like him as a friend, don't ruin this!

I decided to flirt, just a little. Batting my eyelashes was something harmless enough. So I did and smiled at him.

He cocked him head at me, "Is there something in your eye?"

I immediately blushed deeply and covered it up quickly with a lie, "Yeah, it's this eyelash I think, it keeps poking my eye . . . yup . . . ow." I rubbed my eye.

He got up and came over to me, "Let me look at it." I tried to take a step back, but tripped over my own foot, Jacob grabbed my wrists and pulled me back on my feet. He didn't let go once I was stable again until I glared at him.

"My eye's fine."

"Yeah, whatever." He took my face in one of his hands and pulled my chin up to examine my eye.

I felt my cheeks burning in embarrassment.

"You've got a pretty eye." He said.

What an ice breaker.

I laughed, "Um, thanks? Can I have my face back now?"

He laughed too and let go of my face.

"Well I didn't come over to examine your eye. I came over to ask you something." Jacob started, he looked nervous.

I sat down at the table and he joined me, "You could have fooled me."

He rolled his eyes at my attempted humor, "What I was coming over to ask you was if you'd go out with me sometime?"

I felt frozen.

Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Look what you've done! You idiot! You led him on!

Yeah, way to go, Bella! Score!

I tried to grasp at any topic change, I went with the first one off the top of my head, "Um, didn't you already ask me this?"

He nodded, "I did. You said you'd think about it, so here we are again . . . "

Crap, I did say that."On a date?" I winced at the words.

He noticed, "Um, if you want."

Piece a lie together, piece a lie together, piece a-

"I don't date."

Brilliant! My god, brilliant!

"Oh . . . " He seemed disappointed, "Well we could always go out for fun. As friends. I could still be your homework bud."

I nodded in total agreement, "Homework buds it is."

He smiled, not completely happy, but that was all I was willing to give to him, friendship.

"I've got to go, Dad will wonder where I am." Jacob said heading for the door.

"I'll see you around?" I asked as he opened the door.

"You will most definitely see me around." Jacob gave me a cocky grin and went outside. I rolled my eyes at him and shut the door.

Great. An admirer. A Bella admirer.

I sighed and slumped defeated into a chair. Next on the things to do would be to survive Charlie's meltdown. I just couldn't wait.