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Restoring Her Memory

'Edward?' My voice was trembling, and I sounded weak, even to myself. I slowly got up from the ground as he warily watched me. My whole body was shaking.

'Yes, love.' Was his only reply, his voice didn't betray any emotions, but his eyes seemed to be filled with sadness and pain.

The only thing I knew was that there were at least a thousand emotions running through me. A part of me wanted to yell at him, be angry at him. Another part of me wanted to run straight into his arms. Before I could find out which side of me was the strongest, I got distracted by memories that were coming back to me, all of the sudden.

'You wrote the song.' I stated, out of the blue. I immediately turned all of my returning memories into words, hoping that it would help me not to forget them again.

'Yes, yes I did.' He confirmed, stepping closer to me, but still keeping a safe distance.

'Alice.' I said as soon as the name floated through my head. I frowned in concentration, I had to know what was up with this Alice.

'What about Alice, love?' He asked gently in his silky voice, as if encouraging me to remember.

'Alice… is your sister… and my best friend.' As soon as I spoke the words I knew that they were true.

'That's right, Bella, what else do you remember?' He pressed

'Esme… Carlisle… Your mom and dad.'

He nodded but continued to stare at me expectantly.

I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate again. 'Emmett, Jasper, Rosalie...' I mused

'My siblings.' Edward said.

'Yes…' I mumbled, opening my eyes, noticing that he had moved closer to me again.

My heart sped up as I looked into his topaz eyes, they seemed to be smoldering me. It was almost as if they were made out of liquid gold. I reached out my hand before I could stop myself. I expected him to back away, or ignore the gesture, but he surprised me by reaching out, too, and taking my hand in his. It felt smooth and cold, but that didn't bother me. My sub consciousness told me that this was how it was supposed to be.

'We first met in Biology class… you didn't like me.' I recalled, lacing my fingers through his.

I saw the corner of his mouth turning up, as if he involuntarily started to smile at some long forgotten inside joke.

'And you saved me… from getting crushed by a van.' More and more memories were coming back, and I had some trouble keeping up with all the flashes that my recovering brain was showing me.

'There is something else that you have to remember about me, Bella.' He said, his tone was harder than before, his eyes turning darker.

I thought about that for a second. 'You're smart… you're stubborn, you're the sweetest person I've ever met… you hate driving slow… you like music…'

He raised one of his perfect eyebrows in disbelief. 'I'm talking about something slightly more important, love.'

After thinking it through some more, I shrugged and gave him a questioning look.

'Why did I hate you, that first day we met? Why do I always feel cold to you? How was I able to save you from that van?' He asked me a lot of questions at once, questions that were apparently all connected to each other.

'Oh, you mean you're a vampire… I know that, silly.' I said in a light tone, I was almost feeling drunk, probably from the high of so many memories that were resurfacing all at once. Somehow this was one thing that I had known all along, or at least as soon as I'd remembered Edward again this afternoon. He was a vampire, it simply was a part of who he was, although Edward seemed to think that I had forgotten about that.

He rolled his eyes. 'And that still doesn't bother you, does it? You haven't changed a bit, Bella.'

I let out a hysteric laugh. 'I guess not.'

Edward brought our intertwined hands up to my face, carefully stroking my cheek with the back of his cool hand. I closed my eyes and leaned in to his touch, when I realized something else. Something that was way more important than restoring my memory. Way more important than anything.

I gasped as I pulled my hand free from his, backing away from him. He was startled by my sudden movement, and a look of confusion was clearly visible on his perfect face.

'What is it, love?' He whispered.

'You- you… don't love me.' I was stumbling over my own words. 'You left me, you left without saying anything!'

I walked past him, running down the porch steps, and he called after me. 'Wait a minute, Bella…'

'No! Stay away from me.' I yelled at him. My high was wearing off and it seemed that the anger was finally coming out.

'Please, just let me explain.' He tried again.

I shook my head before getting into my truck and starting it. My heart was aching again as I watched him, standing there alone on the porch steps of the big, empty house, but I wasn't going to give in. I also knew that he was unbelievably fast and that he could easily catch up with me if he wanted to, but it seemed that he respected my wishes, as he was still standing in the same place, immobile like a stone.

I let my tears stream freely as I made my way out of the driveway, at a speed that wasn't really healthy for my old truck. I didn't care, the only thing on my mind right now was getting out of there as soon as humanly possible.

Charlie's cruiser was already parked in the driveway when I got home, I hadn't realized that it was almost around six. It didn't escape his attention that I slammed the door when I walked into the kitchen, and he came running out of the living room right away. I heard the sound of some baseball game in the background, but he seemed to consider me his number one priority, at the moment.

'Bells, what's going on? Where have you been?' He rambled, before finally finishing with a 'Wow, are you alright?' His concern made it clear that I was probably looking like a mess.

'I'm fine, dad.' I muttered. I wanted to close this subject, in order to run off to my room and cry my eyes out.

He eyed me suspiciously. 'You're not fine Bells.'

I sighed in defeat. 'Fine, if you must know, I saw Edward Cullen.' I snapped at him.

Charlie's jaw almost dropped to the floor and his eyes widened. 'Where? What the hell is he doing here!'

'I'm not sure dad, I got a little upset, as you can see, so we didn't talk that much. I saw him at the Cullen house, please don't ask me what I was doing there, I don't even have an answer to that myself.' None of this was my dad's fault, but I was getting impatient, surely he could sense that talking was the last thing I wanted to do right now.

'So he's back and the first thing he does is hurting you even more, figures.' Charlie stated angrily.

'Let's talk about this later.'

He frowned but nodded. 'Yeah… sorry.'

'It's fine.' I mumbled before running up the stairs so I could mope around in my room.

The first thing I wanted to do, out of habit, was turning on my old CD player. I often played the CD with the pretty piano tunes when I was upset, or unhappy. Of course it was different this time, because the songs would only remind me of the one thing I wanted to forget, and so I ignored my CD player.

I sat down on my bed and buried my head in my hands. What on earth was I going to do? The smart thing for me to do would be avoiding Edward, he had seriously hurt me, and I hated him for that. But on the other hand, I still felt like I couldn't live without him. Even back then, when I didn't remember anything, my heart had been aching for him. And even now that I did know what he'd done, I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms. Something that might be an impossibility in the first place, since Edward probably didn't even want me back… and that thought was quite disturbing. So maybe it was impossible for me to live without Edward Cullen. Hell, I couldn't even breathe normally without him… For the first time since I'd woken up in the hospital, I was wishing for my memory to go away again. How ironic, my only goal in life these last few weeks had been to get my memory back, and now that I did, I wanted nothing more than to lose it again. This was obviously a case of 'be careful what you wish for'.

I had no idea how long I had been sitting there, contemplating about where to go from here, when I heard Charlie, calling my name.

'Bella, you have a visitor.' His voice sounded flat.

'I don't want to see him.' I complained.

'Actually, it's not him.' Charlie announced, his tone sounding a little more friendly now, which made me think that he couldn't be talking about Edward. 'It's a she.' He added, since I didn't answer immediately.

I sighed, it was probably Jess or Angela. 'Fine, send her up.'

I heard someone bouncing up the stairs before the door of my room flew open. 'Bella! It's so good to see you, I've missed you so much…' The high, chipper voice that sounded like bells was definitely familiar to me.

'Alice! You're back, too!' I exclaimed, looking in surprise at the small, pixie-like girl in front of me.

'Yes, now give me hug.' She said, sprinting over to me and pulling me close. 'Wow Bella, you look like shit.' Yep, that's Alice, being subtle was still not her thing.

'I'm so glad to see you.' I muttered into her shoulder.

She pulled back slowly and smiled at me for a short second, before her face turned serious again. 'And now the reason I'm here, we need to talk, Bella…'

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