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Last Time-

"And what if she doesn't decide to come stay with us?" She asked quietly.

"Then I will make her." I said with finality.

BPOV

Alice made good on her offer of taking care of Charlie's funeral. She always made sure to get my opinion on the details to make sure the memorial was one I thought was up to par.

I think she was just trying to suck up to me.

If she wanted she could've had the whole thing set up in mere hours and not the day and a half it had taken. But, I suppose I was a bit happier to have more say in what happens with Charlie. I was taking all of this surprisingly well if I said so myself. I didn't have any huge mental breakdowns, and I never cried non-stop at any point. I did have a couple of set backs where I would think back a on particularly tender memory, during these moments I cried a few tears before I would think that this wouldn't be what Charlie would want.

He wouldn't want me to sit here and wallow in sorrow, he would want me to get past this, and move on with my life. What did the famous Dr. Seuss say, 'don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.' That's the exact same way Charlie felt.

I sighed as I finished getting ready to go to Charlie's funeral memorial. Since we lived in such a tiny town where everyone knew everybody else, the service was open to the public. I went down stairs to wait for Alice, who insisted on picking me up before the service started.

A few short minutes later I saw Alice's car pull up into the driveway, I sighed again before heading out the front door. I quickly walked over to her car and climbed in, not saying anything to her. I was still peeved that she didn't tell me the truth about her family, but in her defense I was harboring a secret of my own that I neglected to tell her or the family for that matter.

"You ready to go Bella?" She asked quietly.

"Yeah, let's go." I mumbled in response.

We arrived at the church where the service was to be held, and immediately, I was approached by several of Charlie's friends, who included, Waylon Forge, Harry and Sue Clearwater, and lastly Billy and Jacob Black.

Waylon, Harry, and Sue, murmured their condolences over Charlie's death, I whispered my thanks in response, and then each guest moved on somewhere else.

Billy wrapped me in a hug as he placed a small kiss on my forehead before saying, "Bella, if you need anything don't ever hesitate to call or come over. Our door is always open for you." He gave me a weak small before moving along like the others had.

Jake opened his arms to me, and I walked into his embrace. "I'm sorry Bells, Charlie was a great man." He said in a shaky voice, and I nodded against his chest as a few tears escaped, "But, like my dad said if you need anything, we're here for you." He pulled back nodding his head at me, before raising his hand to wipe away the tears on my cheeks, before following the direction Billy had taken.

Jake had always been one of my true friends, ever since we were little. We used to play all the time, when Charlie and Billy decided to go fishing on the weekends. He was also the only other person who knew the truth about me, and about my past. So, I think that also helped strengthen our friendship.

I quietly made me way to the front row of the pews, to wait for the service to begin. As I was sliding through the crowd an unwanted familiar voice spoke in my ear.

"Bella I think that for the safety and well being of your father's friends, they should keep their grubby hands to themselves." Edward whispered lowly to me. I reeled away from the direction of his voice, as I narrowed my eyes back at him.

"They're my friends too, and they are just giving their condolences to Charlie." I whispered back to him. "Not that I have to explain myself to you any ways." I turned and quickly made my way towards the front, leaving Edward seething, behind me.

The memorial service went by in a quick blur to me, it seemed that in no time at all, we were exiting the church to head towards the burial site. I could feel Edward's blazing emerald eyes burning into my back, for I refused to look in any direction but straight ahead of me. After everyone gathered around the grave, the priest began reciting the final words to Charlie's funeral.

As they started lowering the casket into its final resting place, everyone crowded in closer to watch. I bumped elbows with my neighbor and whisper a quiet 'sorry' to them, but I looked over and saw that Billy was on one side and Jacob was on the other.

I felt someone standing particularly close behind me, and I peeked over my shoulder, and I internally cringed when I saw that it was Edward. I tried to discreetly take a small step forward, away from his broad chest; I felt the back of my dress being pulled on lightly, back towards him.

No one seemed to notice what was happening since we were all so packed together.

I quirked an eyebrow at Edward over my shoulder, but he raised his eyes back at me, mouthing 'Don't' before he lightly pulled the back of my dress again, pulling me back firmly to his chest.

At that moment I wish I could've caused a huge scene, but I couldn't bring myself to do it at my father's funeral.

The casket was now fully lowered to the ground, and the attendants started to disperse. Quiet sniffing, whispering, and weeping could be faintly heard from everyone as they started towards their cars. Billy threw me another smile before heading towards his own vehicle, but Jake stood by my side for a moment longer. Edward took a few steps back to where I saw Alice and Jasper standing a few feet behind me.

"Hey, remember what we said about needing anything." Jake murmured as I turned away from the small Cullen group to look up at Jake.

"Thanks Jacob, for everything." I replied, giving him a weak smile. He leaned in and gave me a quick hug, with a small kiss against my forehead, before running to catch up to Billy.

"What did I tell you about them touching you?" Edward hissed in my ear, as soon as the Blacks were in their car.

"Don't tell me what to do Edward!" I spat his name like it was the filthiest thing to leave my mouth.

"Did you finally decide to come stay with me, at the mansion?" He asked suddenly, I narrowed my eyes at him before replying. "I told you that I'm not staying with you!"

I watched as he balled his hands into fists at his side. "What are you going to do, hit me?" I accused.

"No." He responded curtly, as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I would never hit you Bella." He opened his eyes and looked around the parking lot. I also took that moment to look across the way, and to my uneasiness there weren't any cars, except Alice and Edward's.

Edward let out a sigh, as he flicked his eyes back to me, before looking over my shoulder to where I assumed Alice and Jasper were. He pursed his lips before nodding his head, and turned back to me once again.

Just as turned my head to see what he was nodding at, I felt a hand clamp down over my mouth from behind me, at the same moment I felt something sharp prick my arm.

I last thing I remember was Edward wrapping his arms around me pulling me to his hard chest, before whispering in my ear, "I told you, you were coming with me."

Then everything went black.

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