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My head was whirling as it found the pillow and the hole ripped itself afresh. A harsh sob ripped its way out of my throat and in the depth of my own despair, its harshness surprised me. It didn't sound like me at all. I wondered what my face looked like as I cried uncontrollably. I wondered what Charlie would do if he heard me? Would he come up to my room if he did? What would I say if he did? That Carlisle had ripped his way into my life and left a hole that was unfillable? That I was lonely? That he said that we couldn't be together but he'd be by my side because I was some sad danger-magnet who couldn't be left alone?

Anger burst in m chest. I was clumsy, but I'll be damned if that was the only reason Carlisle would spend time with me. I couldn't bear to think that Carlisle would only go out with me because of pity and because seemingly I can't go out without falling over or attracting out-of-control cars or amorous rapists from Port Angeles.

And I would fill this hole with something – anything – else until I could prove to Carlisle that I was stable. Until I could prove that I was capable of looking after myself. Until I could prove I was mature enough to make a well-informed decision to go out with him. I would thank him for saving me and ask that we have some time apart for me to get my life into perspective.

Falling into some kind of resolve made me feel a little better about facing tomorrow. Tomorrow I would get my life back on track. Tomorrow I would be the Bella I was in Arizona, she had everything under control and she was happy in her sprawling sun-baked city – instead of this sodden moss-covered town. Tomorrow I would start on getting my grades up to scratch and my life out of this depressing and desperate rut. I would show Carlisle.

I woke up in the morning not really sure whether last night was real. I felt as depressed as ever. The hole inside me was as empty as ever. I forced my sluggish body out of bed, not really sure whether I should go to school as staying home and sulking seemed much more promising. Last night must have been real, I realized, as I saw that I didn't have my jacket. Great! I thought, as I remembered my timely resolution last night (it was timely as I had a biology test). I went downstairs and ate until it was impossible to feel empty, then I packed my bag with all of my books and loaded it into my big red truck as the dark and foggy air swirled around me. I knew that the dark weather mean the Cullen's would be at school and that I should stay in the library at lunchtime studying in order to avoid them.

I rolled to a stop as I reached the only florist that we have in this pitiful little town. I picked out the most serious and non-romantic looking flowers I could find – they were big orange daisies with clusters of small red flowers breaking up the vibrant orange – and took them to the counter. The plump woman behind the desk smiled at me as I paid her for the flowers and write in the little card attached to the bouquet.

I thanked the woman and left the florists, sighing, as I knew the next stop to be the hospital. The slow drive to the hospital was unforgivable short and as I parked I hoped fervently Carlisle wasn't available to see me as I dropped the flowers off. I walked into the hospital and straight up to the receptionist. I felt the pit of stomach drop somewhere between my knees and the ground in dread of Dr Cullen coming out and ruining my plans to concentrate on school and get my life back on track. "Hi," I said smiling politely to the receptionist, "I was wondering if you could give these flowers to Dr Cullen. Do you think you could leave these on his desk?"

But as I finished my last sentence and she begun to say that Dr Cullen was free that I saw him moving behind the frosted glass that separated the reception room from offices.

"No, it's ok. I have to get to school," I said quickly and practically threw the flowers at her as I turned, practically at a run. "Bella"

Damn it! Dr Cullen had reached the reception room. "Bella, wait!" called Dr Cullen, but I was out of the glass exit doors and walking speedily to the truck.

Dr Cullen sighed. He had to admit to himself that he was slightly disappointed. He had expected the teenager to want to talk to him after the way she had kissed him last night. Dr Cullen frowned, wondering what had changed and picking up the little note to read what she had written in pretty little hand-writing.

Thank you for saving me.

I don't want you to come looking for me. We need some time apart. I need to get my life back on track.

Bella

Dr Cullen frowned even harder. This was so unusual and strange for Bella to be so detached. This wasn't the love letter he had expected to get accompanying flowers. There was something strange to this letter. There was something more to this. It worried him immensely to think what Bella would do next. He would call Alice straight away.

I reached the library without any unfortunate events, set up a vast pile of books and began to study for the impending biology test but the bell rang for first period before I had really begun. I handed in my paper for English, wishing that I had already come to my resolution before I had to hand in my paper to Mr Mason. I passed English and government with my head down and, apparently, working far harder than usual because Mike stared at me confusedly and tried to make conversation I wasn't really listening to.

I hadn't anticipated Jessica to ambush me in trigonometry though. "Tell me everything!" she commanded. I shook my head, slightly confused from concentrating too hard, "about what?"

"About last night, silly! What happened?"

"We ate and then he drove me home"

Jessica glared at me. "Well, what do you want to know?" I said, slightly annoyed.

"Did you plan to meet him there? Was it a date?"

"No, I was really surprised to see Dr Cullen in Port Angeles at all. And no, it wasn't a date."

Jess looked disappointed and I tried to compose myself and not looked disappointed as well so I set my books for trig open. "What did you talk about? I mean he is an older man so…"

My brain scrabbled for something to say. We didn't really talk about much else besides us and vampires.

"I asked him about being a doctor," I said deciding to make it up as I went along.

Jess looked at me skeptically. I raised my eyebrows too, "I was just wondering whether it'd be easier to become a doctor in such a small town." Jess smirked at me, unconvinced.

"What?" I asked, "We really didn't talk about much. It was mostly an awkward drive home. Do you think it's because he's the strong silent type?"

This, luckily, both distracted and satisfied Jess' curiosity. "I don't know," she said. "Whenever my grandmother used to see him she would just say how good a doctor he is. She didn't really say much else. I know he's outdoorsy and really really smart and he likes classical music."

I nodded, putting my head down to write notes on everything Mr Varner said.

At lunchtime, instead of following Jess to the cafeteria I told her I was going to study for biology and headed straight to the library.

Edward, have you seen Bella at all today? thought Alice, sitting next to Edward.

"No, why?" he murmured, glancing over to where she usually sits. He frowned. She wasn't there, yet he was certain she would be here today.

Carlisle called me this morning and said that she left flowers at reception for him this morning. She said something about them two needing time away from each other… something about getting her life back on track, Alice explained.

Edward arched a brow slightly, almost imperceptibly, "So?"

He's worried. You know what Carlisle is like. He's worried she'll do something stupid and hurt herself. He asked us if we could keep an eye out for her. Alice's thoughts made her frown sadly. Jasper rubbed her arm softly feeling her shift in mood.

"Should I go look for her? Can't you just search the future for her?"

Don't you think I already told him that Edward. I see nothing but her studying, nothing out of the ordinary, but he's not convinced. He thinks she is so fragile, even for a human.

"Alright."

"Hey Bella," said Edward pulling a chair out from under another table and sitting directly and annoyingly straight in front of me. I glared at him, "what?"

Edward leaned in closer, his eyes were piercing and they made me blush to be stared at so intensely. "What?" I repeated.

"Tell me what you're thinking. I can't tell what you're thinking. You're immune somehow," said Edward, continuing to stare despite my blush.

"I'm not thinking anything Edward," I answered resolutely and stared back down at my biology textbook. Pale hands flashed in my line if vision and text book was gone. I sighed, "what do you want, Edward?"

Edward's eyes hardened, "Why did you send that message to Carlisle? He's worrying about you. He's worried you're going to do something stupid". He stared at me levelly in the eyes, as if he was trying to find out what I was thinking from staring into my eyes.

My eyes flashed, "I'm fine," I ground out between my teeth. Edward almost looked taken aback, but he smiled and it was strained and not as polite as it seemed.

"Listen," commanded Edward seriously, "Carlisle is like a father to me, I love him …" he stopped, unsure of how to explain, "My family is worried for our safety in this town. Ensure me that even if you're divorcing Carlisle from your life, as you have so easily done just done now, that you will not tell anybody of our secret," he finished gravely.

His seriousness and meddling further annoyed me, "I'm not divorcing him and I won't," I said shortly.

"Won't what?" Edward prodded.

"I won't tell anybody what you are," I assured, putting a hand on his, "and what do you care about my 'divorce'? why don't you want to get Esme and Carlisle together?"

Edward frowned, "I don't know whether Carlisle and Esme feel for eachother in that way, or at least, they haven't in a long time. Esme loves him, but she loves all of us like she loves him. I think, perhaps, over the passing years they touch less and play husband- and- wife less than they used to. As for your divorce, It's your choice, but I am not fully convinced of your decision..."

I stopped and looked up at Edward. He seemed to know exactly what I was trying to do. I straightened my face, hoping that I had not portrayed any of my weakness.

"What are you doing, Bella? Are you just trying to distract yourself from him?" said Edward slowly and slightly accusatorily.

"Shut up! I'm just trying to be the Bella I was before I came to Forks," I explained roughly. "Before I came to Forks I knew what I was doing, I had good grades and I never got into this much trouble… until I came here. I'm not the same anymore," I finished dubiously. "I'm just trying to get back what I was and show to Carlisle… that he doesn't have to look after me. I don't want him to have to look after me, I don't want to be his pity project."

Edward inclined his head slightly to the side, examining me with a humorous glint to his eyes.

"So you're working yourself silly to distract yourself?"

I just looked at him, my big brown eyes must have been globes and portrayed all the helplessness of the situation because he just said "you're in love with him," as if he had never thought of that before.

My biology test came around and I was staring at the test paper with not one in my mind. It appeared that had studied too hard and my brain refused to cooperate with me on the simplest of tasks because of a headache that was probably more of a brain tumor. I was surprised I had the mental where-withal to write my name on the test. I read through my answers once I was finished and was quite disappointed to see that I had perhaps only scraped a B+ instead of my usual C grade.

I walked out of biology feeling as terrible as I had when I walked in but somehow relieved that the test was over. I got into my silly red truck and drive without thinking. And it was without thinking that I drove directly into the car in front of me. My heart jumped and with that burst of adrenalin my head felt clearer, or clear enough to jump out of my truck and apologise to the owners of the car in front of me.

Why did it have to be the Cullens? Anyone but them! They had stopped in front of me as if their shiny new Volvo had stalled! The pixie-like Alice was looking back at me with alarm, her dark eyes not quite focused on me but something off in the distance. I could hear Edward hiss angrily from here. His jaw was stiff in anger as he got out of his shiny Volvo and walked over to me, menacingly slow, like a policemen about to ask if I knew how fast I was going. His eyes flashed as he reached me, "what do you think you're doing?" he spat in contempt.

I didn't answer and tried to escape his gaze and think about eh trigonometry test. He took another intimidating step closer to me and looked down with his hard amber stare. "Don't you think what you're doing isn't working?"

I felt tears brim in my eyes. His eyes didn't soften but he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, as if I was a thorough annoyance and side stepped me. He got into the driver seat of my truck and pulled me over the top off him to the passenger's seat. The engine roared and we were off at a speed faster than I thought my truck could obtain. "Where are we going?" I asked dumbly as I saw Alice and Rosalie arguing and watching Edward drive my truck by them. "Are you just going to leave your family there?"

Edward didn't answer. His jaw was set and he stared at the road angrily. "What did you think you were doing?" he fumed, I just stared at him once again as his features twisted in anger, "you can't go on like this… I'm taking you to Carlisle."

I glared in horror but before I could respond Edward's phone rang. He passed the phone to me eyeing the poliecar sitting opposite the school, "Will you get that?" he asked.

I answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"It's Alice. Tell Edward I had a vision. It's urgent. He can't take you to Car-"

I hung up. I had to see him.

I was walking through the hospitals reception room for the second time today, but this time Edward gripped my elbow and dragged me forward to the receptionist. Edward said a few quick words to the receptionist and we were quickly led behind the frosted glass to a small office. Dr Cullen walked in behind us.

"Edward," Carlisle said warmly, and then he looked at me in mild surprise, "what's going on?"

My eyes caught his and I was lost in his amber eyes. They drew me in and drowned me, seduced me. My head swam as I took in his eyes clouding over. Something in his eyes was changing. Something was not right. His eyes were clouding over in an emotion I could only quite adequately describe as hunger. His eyes had gone from amber yellow to burnt umber and then to obsidian. I don't know how much time in between passed as I was mesmerized by his swirling, darkening eyes but by the time they had did the change I realized something was definitely wrong. I barely had anytime to register his expression go limp and devoid of its usual softness, it took on an angular animalistic hunger that intrigued and frightened me, before he launched blindingly fast words me. For the next few seconds pain was all I knew as I was pinned against the wall and overwhelmed. Every inch of my body tensed and strained, braced against the wall as two fangs embedded into my throat and drew forth blood as easily as teeth sink into a soft, ripe peach. I heard a blood curdling scream and i realized it was my own. Whatever was on me abruptly lifted and I fell to the floor like a puppet cut free from its strings. I could hear Edward's horrified voice, "Carlisle. Carlisle! You need to do something!"