Hey!!Sorry for not updating for 2 weeks. I have reasons. 1st, i was having author's block when i wrote this chapter. 2nd, i can't find the time to write anymore. and 3rd, i feel like dropping this story. I don't have much enthusiasm to continue writing this story. So, the time setting in this story will move very fast. I hope you guys can catch it. Anyway after writing and uploading 10 chapters, i realized that i need to send some appreciation to some of the readers. So this chapter is dedicated to readers as follow:

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Back to Bella's POV

"Bella, what about you?"

A lot of thoughts came swirling in my head. Should I go to the game? The last time I went to a game was when Aaron and Drew were still alive. I didn't miss any of their games. But this time, Edward asked me to go. And Emmett would be there too. He constantly kept reminding me of Aaron. Would I be able to control myself? Would the memories come back? I tried so hard to push away the memories. They will only haunt me in my dreams.

"Bella?" Emmett said, waving his hand in front of me.

"Huh?"

"We called you so many times. What were you thinking about just now? You are pale white like a piece of paper."

"Oh, nothing."

"Bella?" Edward said with a worried tone.

"I'm fine. Really. Why were you calling me just now?" I asked, trying to change the topic.

"We were just wondering whether you are going to the game. Are you?"

"Err…"

"Come on, Bella. Let's go. It will be fun," Alice said, trying to convince me.

"I'll see first ok?"

"Just don't think bout it. Go and have fun," Alice said.

"Alice, let her think about it ok? She will let us know whether she will be coming, right?" Edward said, looking at me.

"Yeah, sure." Then, Coach Luthor whistled.

"Enough with the chit chat. Come back here."

"Oops. We better get back. See you later," Emmett said. Coach Luthor was yelling at them. He wasn't satisfied as Edward's team lost. The rest of the day passed by. I wasn't concentrating in my classes. I was lost in my thoughts. Should I go to the game? It's been a long time. Maybe going will be a good idea. Or maybe it's a bad idea. Gosh. What should I do? That night I went to sleep early. I was still thinking and weighing my options on whether I should go.

Everything around me was on fire. But this time, it was different. He was still there, looking for me. He found me hiding and dragged me out of my hiding spot. He forced me looked at my family perished in the fire. Their eyes were still open. They showed fear, sadness, terror… everything. I closed my eyes but he forced them open.

"Look at them. Look at the way they were begging for mercy. But I take none of that."

"No!!!"

I woke up screaming. Alice and Rosalie crashed through the door. I was sweating and my heartbeat was very fast. It was like breathing wasn't enough. I tried to calm myself but I couldn't. Soon, I started to cry.

"Bella. What's wrong?" Alice asked. I looked at her worried face. I can't tell her now. Not yet. I'm not ready.

"Shh…Everything is going to be ok," Rosalie reassured me. They hugged me and the three of us fell asleep on my bed. The next morning, the banging on the door woke us up. I glanced at the clock. It was 8.57 am. Crap. We are going to be late for school. Alice who was energetic as soon as she woke up, ran to the door and opened for the three guys to come in.

"Hey. Did you just wake up?" I heard Jasper asked from my room.

"Yeah. The three of us slept very late last night," Alice lied.

"Well, you are going to need some time to get ready. We will get breakfast to you then." The three of us had quick showers. But, Alice and Rosalie still had the time to put a little make-up on them. I was gathering my books when I smelled strawberry pancakes. I looked at my door and saw Edward leaning against the door, carrying a plate of pancakes.

"We still have time. I ate mine just now. Let me help you while you go and eat this pancakes."

"Thanks." I set the plate on my table and ate quickly. I saw Edward putting my books into my bag. We hurriedly walked to our class. We were five minutes late as we entered English.

"You're late."

"We're sorry."

"It's ok. Take your seat and copy these questions." Mrs. Donningham continued to write on the whiteboard. I took out my book and started copying them. But my head wasn't concentrating again. I was thinking about my dream. Why did my dream suddenly change? It wasn't like this all the while. It has gotten worse. The rest of the day passed by. I could see from the corner of my eyes that Edward kept looking at me. When I caught him looking at me, I would smile at him. Am I ready to tell them? Should I tell them? Alice and Rosalie have been good friends to me. They had to endure me screaming after my nightmares. But Edward was the closest to me. I open up to him more than them.

Before I knew it, it was dinner time. I went out with them but I was quiet the whole time we were walking together. Alice and Rosalie knew to leave me alone to my thoughts. I sat on the table with them. Edward volunteered to buy my food and I let him. I was too tired to argue with him. I ate my dinner in silence while the rest of them talked among themselves.

The next few days were the same. They left me alone. But I still had nightmares. This time, it was every night. It was getting worse. Alice and Rosalie would normally crash through my door and soon I gave up on locking my door. I was grateful that they would barge into the room even though they knew how much I hate it. They would hug me and calmed me. And they didn't bother to ask me what the dream was about.

Soon, Friday came. The basketball match with Columbus High School was going to be on tomorrow. They had not asked whether I would be going. That night, I was sitting on my bed, relaxing. I turned on my laptop and played the songs on my playlist. I had to clear my head. Then, the five of them came in.

"Bella, we've been avoiding this conversation for almost the whole week. We need to talk," Alice said. She was concerned. I patted the side of my bed, inviting them to sit. I sighed.

"Bella, you can tell us anything. You know that right?" Rosalie said this time.

"Yeah."

"Then, can you tell us about the nightmares you've been having?" Alice asked.

"You are scaring us, Bella," Emmett said.

"You guys know too?" I asked. The three of them nodded their heads.

"Don't blame them. We are the one who told them," Alice quickly said.

"It's ok."

"So, are you going to tell us?" Edward asked. I looked into his eyes. They were filled with worry.

"I can't. I'm sorry."

"Bella," Alice whined.

"Alice. Don't push her anymore. She has been having nightmares since you pushed her to go to the game," Edward said. I looked at Alice. Her face suddenly fell.

"I'm so sorry, Bella. I didn't know it'll give you nightmares."

"It's ok. Seriously. I'm fine."

"No, you're not fine," Jasper said.

"I am. And I'm going tomorrow."

"Are you sure?" Jasper asked. I nodded and Alice smiled.

"Please don't change the topic. Are you going to tell us what happened to you? Why are you having nightmares?" Emmett asked. He was worried. For that minute, I thought Emmett as Aaron. Tears started forming. Edward's hand wiped away my tears.

"Bella, I'm so sorry," Emmett apologized. He hugged me. It was like hugging Aaron. I hugged him back.

"I'm fine."

"Can you please tell us? We are worried about you," Alice said.

"Not now, Alice. Next time. When I'm ready." I dropped my head and stared at my hands.

"It's alright. But please tell us soon. We would like to help you," Alice said.

"Yeah. And Rosalie told me that I am like a brother that you never had. So now, I'm going to step in that role. Right from this instance, I'm going to be your brother." I looked at Emmett. Did he mean every single word he said just now? He looks just like Aaron and I don't think I can help myself anymore.I'm in a losing battle to fight my emotions. A tear escaped from my right eye and Emmett wiped it away.

"Thanks, Emmett."

"What? For being your brother or wiping away your tear?" Emmett joked. I laughed.

"Both. I love you guys very much. But I can't tell you what's going on in my life. Not now."

"It's ok. But promise us that you will tell us soon. We hate it when we can't help you whenever you have those nightmares," Alice said.

"Thanks. I promise I'll tell you guys." Soon, everyone hugged me. I was feeling grateful to have them in my life. In my fifteen years of living, I had not made any friends like them. And I was thinking about telling them my story. Whoa. That thought scared me. I didn't even tell Nick and Jen. Plus, I trust both of them more than the five of them. Would I tell them? I started to panic.

"Breathe, Bella," Edward said. I realized I held my breath while I was thinking. I took a deep breath.

"That's it. Are you alright?" Edward asked. I simply nodded. A yawn escaped from my mouth.

"We better let Bella sleep now. She's tired." The guys left while Alice and Rosalie decided to sleep over in my room. That night I had the same nightmare. Alice and Rosalie woke up and comforted me until we fell asleep again. Luckily the guys weren't here or they would not be able to play the game very well without their full rest. The next morning, the guys were busy preparing themselves. We, the girls, took our time and relaxed the whole morning.

"Bella, you've got to shower now," Alice said, pushing me into the bathroom. I sighed and took a long hot shower. I let the running water massaged my back. And the scented candles helped me too. Freesia. So relaxing. Alice didn't rush me to shower as she asked me to shower early. So there was plenty of time to spend before going to the game.

"Feeling better?" Rosalie asked. I nodded. I sat on my chair, preparing for Alice and Rosalie. They had insisted on doing a light make-up so I agreed to do so. I closed my eyes, thinking whether going to the game was a wise idea.

"Ok. We're done. You can open your eyes now." I opened my eyes and I saw myself in the mirror. They put a slight light blue eye shadow and applied lip-gloss. It was neutral and I liked it.

"Judging from your smile, we're glad that you like it." Alice handed me a shirt and I went into the bathroom to put it on. I walked out and they looked at me wide eyed.

"What's wrong?"

"I didn't know Alice was right," Rosalie answered.

"Right about what?"

"I altered Edward's jersey to suit your body." I looked at myself and I realized it was indeed his shirt. But why are they asking me to wear his shirt?

"Alice and I are wearing Jasper's and Emmett's. So we figured that it'll be better to not leave you aside and therefore the shirt," Rosalie answered my thoughts. Alice quickly put a thick silver belt at my waist. They pushed me to my full-length mirror. Alice was wonderful. She managed to make the humongous jersey to fit me perfectly. And she made it looked fashionable.

"Thanks. I love you guys so much." I hugged both of them and we went to the gym. Our school had one of the largest gym rooms. So the game would be held in the school. As we entered the school, there were many cars parked outside and the atmosphere was wild. Many supporters from both schools came, dressed in respective school's spirit shirts. I looked around and saw many people, especially the girls wearing shirts with Edward's name. Unlucky for me, most of Edward's fans were shooting death glares at me. We walked in and got ourselves some food and drinks. We sat in the front row, waiting anxiously for the game to start.

"And here comes the players from Colorado High School!" the guy shouted. The girls were screaming frantically. I saw Edward and he smiled at me. I smiled back and mouthed "All the best". Rosalie and Alice blew kisses to their boyfriends. As the game started, they played with their full concentration. The game was intense. The opponent was great too. They kept blocking Edward and Emmett. Thus, the both of them weren't always in open. This made them more frustrated. By the end of the half game, the school was losing by five points.

"Bella!" Emmett screamed while running to me. Luckily we were sitting in the front row or he would be having a hard time to find us.

"We need your help. What shall we do?"

"Are you sure? I mean, won't your coach be upset if I help you guys?"

"Just tell me what we should do. You have helped for a million times in winning the match against Edward. Please?" Emmett begged.

"Bella, why don't you help them? I've never seen Coach Luthor to be so hopeless," Alice said. Hopeless? I looked at the bench and saw Coach Luthor. He was very frustrated and it seemed like he had no idea to make his star players to shoot some hoops. I sighed.

"Jasper is fast. Tyler is great. They don't really pay attention to those two…" Just then, Jasper and Edward came running to me.

"So Bella, what's the plan?" Edward asked.

"We don't have any time. Why don't you come down with us to the bench? By that way, everyone gets to listen to your plan," Jasper suggested. Emmett suddenly pulled me.

"Go ahead. We'll be here watching," Rosalie said. I nodded. I ran there with Edward, Emmett and Jasper.

"Everyone, listen to what Bella has to say. She's great in planning to make us win," Emmett said, getting everyone's attention. Not surprisingly, doubt was written in most of their faces.

"Yeah. Remember that time when my team won against Edward's team? She was the one who helped us," Tyler continued. Many of them nodded and soon turned their heads to me, listening to what I was going to say next.

"I don't know whether this would work but it's worth the try. I was telling Emmett that Jasper is fast and Tyler is great. You have to combine those two as the other team doesn't really pay attention to them. So Jasper, can you grab the ball quick? Dribble the ball across the court? Pass to Tyler. If that surprises them, Edward should be in open. Then you can pass the ball to him, and you can make a three-pointer throw right?" I asked Edward. He nodded with a smile.

"Emmett on the other hand, should defend their star player. Number 16? Anyway, you defending them might get them irritated. And Mike, don't be selfish and grab the ball by yourself. Pass to Tyler. Or anyone else. And the guy number eleven who always defend Edward? He is a bit slow. As in when you throw the ball, he can't see it. He registers the game very slow. So the faster you move, the more he can't anticipate your moves."

"That's great, Mischaux. How could I not realize it?" Coach Luthor suddenly said.

"Like I said, she's great," Emmett said.

"You're just stressed, coach. That's why you can't realize it," I said. Then, the whistle was blown. They went back to the court and I was about to walk off to Alice and Rosalie when Coach Luthor stopped me.

"Stay. We might need your help again." I nodded. I sat on the bench with him. I watched them play. Edward got the ball and he passed to Jasper. I could see shock across the other players' faces. They had expected him to throw to Emmett. They started to leave Emmett and blocked Edward. But, Jasper ran across the court and Tyler was in open. Tyler caught the ball. The number 16 guy was pissed and started screaming everyone to block Jasper. They left Edward and Tyler threw the ball to him. Edward smiled, threw the ball into the net, scoring three points in less than five minutes.

"Impressive. That was fast," Coach Luthor said with a huge smile. The game continued. They were confused and surprised with our school's team players. They had no idea what was going on and soon we were leading by three points. They played fast and Columbus High School players were astounded with our sudden unpredictable moves. This time, they were frustrated. Soon, the whistle was blown, indicating the game was over, with us winning by eight points. The guys screamed and Emmett danced his victory dance again. Alice and Rosalie ran towards me and we hugged each other. We were glad that our school had won in the match. Emmett and Jasper came running to their girlfriends while I slowly take in the atmosphere around me. It is exactly how it was when Aaron and Drew won the game. The thought surprised me as that moment, I saw someone familiar across the court. The both of them may have grown but I could still recognize their faces. Suddenly, I was sweating cold sweats and my heart was beating fast. Shit. I'm having a panic attack. Chill, Bella. I tried to calm myself. But I couldn't. Then, everything was pitch black.

I know it's predictable. So can you pls suggest some ideas to me so that the story would be unpredictable?