A/N:Decided to give a bonus chapter today. Enjoy :)

Chapter Twelve: Visiters

Since the day on the beach with Jake, I have been spending everyday with Quil, Embry and Jake because Bella has decided that her heartbreak is going to rule her life. She went cationic for two weeks. She wouldn't talk, wouldn't eat, she would sometimes sleep, but would always wake up screaming and she sat in that damn window. It was like was waiting for Edward to pull in or come through the damn thing and wrap her in his arms like nothing had happened. After the two weeks, Uncle Charlie called Renee.

Renee and her new husband, Phil, showed up two days later. I was sitting on the couch with Embry watching the Travel Channel. There was a knock on the door and I got up to answer it. I opened it to find Renee and Phil were on the other side looking anxious.

"Afternoon Anna, can we come inside?" Renee asked.

I nodded and stepped out of the way.

"Uncle Charlie!" I called.

Both Uncle Charlie and Embry came running to see what I was yelling about.

"Renee?" Uncle Charlie asked looking kind of confused to see his ex in his foyer and Embry had no idea who either of these people were.

"After I got your phone call, Phil and I decided that Bella should come back to Jacksonville with us. To get her away from the memories, we figured that might make her better." Renee said as she fidgeted in the hallway.

"If it will make her better." Uncle Charlie said looking a little upset.

"She's upstairs in her room." He mumbled and led them up.

I grabbed Embry's hand and went into the kitchen to start making dinner. Embry stood leaning on the counter as I went to work with cooking the spaghetti and meatballs.

"Embry, can you get the Italian bread and butter out of the fridge so they can thaw?" I asked not turning away from the pot.

My only answer was screaming up stairs.

"NO! I AM NOT MOVING TO FLORIDA! I LIVE HERE I AM NOT LEAVING!" Bella's yelled statements were followed by a loud crash. I quickly turned the stove off and grabbed the bread and butter out of Embry's hands setting them on the counter and grabbed Embry's hand, pulling him out the back door.

"Let's go for a walk." I said as I led him toward the path through the woods. He nodded looking back at the house with wide eyes.

"Who knew a girl that small could hold so much rage." He muttered under his breath with disbelief.

"Well. At least she's not cationic anymore." I said with a small shrug.

Autumn was setting in; most of the trees were changing from their spring and summer bright green to vibrant shades of red, orange, brown, and yellow. Making it seem like you were walking through a rainbow instead of a forest. Unlike my cousin I like to actually go outside and enjoy nature, not just read about it and look at it through my window.

Bella's room was a little bigger, but I think my room is the best, since it was on the opposite side of the hall my bedroom window was three feet away from the forest were I could open it and smell, see, and feeling the trees, hear the wind passing through with its calming melody. Bella's faced out over the front and side lawn, where she see could see the coming and goings of people on the street, closer to what she was used to while living with Renee in Phoenix. With cars passing and constant noise.

"I remember when my grandfather and Uncle Charlie used to take me out for walks through the woods on nice days and teach me the different types of trees and plants. Eventually it became a test. They would point out a tree or plant and I would name off what it was." I said with a smile, thinking back on the pleasant memory.

"After my grandparents reconnected with my mom, they started to enjoy being grandparents. My grandfather taught me some of the nature legends of the Makah and taught me a little about herbs that can be used as medicine." Embry said with a small smile.

After walking for a while we headed back to the house. We cautiously walked inside to make sure there was no more screaming and things smashing upstairs.

Uncle Charlie, Renee, and Phil were in the living room seeming to be talking about Bella. Embry and I walked back into the kitchen and continued to work on dinner. At six thirty everything was done and set on the table.

I walked into the living room as Embry called his mom to tell her he was staying for dinner.

"Dinner's ready." I said.

Uncle Charlie nodded and hefted himself up off the couch and I turned around and walked to the table. I made Bella a plate and handed it to Uncle Charlie as he walked in and pointed up the stairs so he knew who the plate was for.

He nodded giving a gruff 'thank you' before climbing the stairs to give the food to Bella. She might blame me for Edward leaving but she is not going to get a chance to blame me for her not eating.

Uncle Charlie came back down and we all sat at the table. It was awkwardly silent as we ate till Renee decided she couldn't take it anymore.

"So your Anna's boyfriend?" Renee asked.

"Yes ma'am. We've been dating since late July." Embry said trying to be polite.

"How'd you two meet?" She asked. Damn she was desperate to start a conversation.

"We're both friends with Billy Black's son Jacob and he stopped by with our friend Quil one day when I was over and the four of us became good friends." I said.

She nodded. She seemed to sense that I was getting annoyed that the spotlight was on my relationship with Embry.

"So… Charlie, you seeing anyone?" She asked. Uncle Charlie about spit his drink, but managed to not and ended up almost choking on it.

"No." He said blushing slightly while avoiding eye contact. Embry and I snickered at his discomfort till he shot us a glare and we stopped and went back to our food.

Renee and Phil were going to stay at the only motel in town and were going to leave tomorrow night. Renee asked that we tell Bella that if she changed her mind to just give them a call and they would come help her pack.

Bella never called them and on Monday, Uncle Charlie decided Bella had to get back to school, but he didn't trust her on her own anymore, so I would have to drive her to school. When I first moved in Uncle Charlie would just unhook his gun belt and hang it on the hook by his uniform jacket. Now he undid his belt, put it on the hook, took out the gun, and the bullets and hid them. The gun on top of the kitchen cabinet out of sight and the bullets locked in the safe in his bedroom closet.

I kept the gun that I owned when I lived with grandma. I don't think Bella knows I owned a gun but I keep it unloaded and the gun was hidden in between my mattresses. I kept the shells away in a lock box in my closet. I thought I would give the gun to Embry to keep till Bella got less depressed but I wanted to have it here. Just in case someone was stupid enough to break into the Chief of Police's house.

Monday I got up like normal, got dressed and made breakfast. There was about a half hour before I had to leave to head to school. Uncle Charlie had hid Bella's keys so she couldn't drive by herself when she found out she had to go to school. He didn't trust that she wouldn't drive the truck off the road into a tree. I set the food out on the table in front of Uncle Charlie and walked upstairs to get Bella.

I walked in her door and to the bed. I lightly shook her.

"I'm not going to school." She said with venom in her voice.

"Yes, you are." I said with determination, almost daring her to challenge me.

"No, I'm not. I had almost every class with him, it will be a constant reminder." She said glaring at me.

"And laying here moping about the break up is taking your mind off it?" I said sarcastically walking to her closet to get out clothes. Anything I pick would be better than the ratty sweats and too big t-shirt she had on. I pulled out a green form fitting t-shirt, light wash jeans, a clean pair of underwear and a bra.

"I'm not going. Nothing you can say will make me go." She said trying to be defiant. It wasn't going to work.

"I'm not letting that boy ruin your education. You have already missed two weeks. You WILL go. Even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming in your ratty PJ's all the way." I said setting the clothes on top of her dresser and grabbing her arm. She had lost some weight because of not eating for two weeks, so pulling her up was too easy. I pulled her to her feet and shoved the clothes in her hand while pushing her towards the door to the bathroom.

She glared before walking out and slamming the bathroom door.

I walked back down stairs to eat my breakfast.

And so it begins.