--Sorry I didn't update Friday; my computer just stopped working on me. Great timing, huh? I had the chapter written, just didn't get to update it…sorry!

Hey!!!

So, I did pinky swear that I would write another chapter, and VIOLA!! POOF! It's here!! But anyways, I'll try to update faster than I usually do. Once everything settles down, then I will be back on track =) But here ya go! I really need to work on my talking skills, sometimes I just blabber and blabber. There it is again…*sighs* I'll shut up now!

P.S.: I was going to use a different song for this chapter because to be honest, I don't like Avril Lavinge (WHY THE FUCK AM I USING HER SONG?!) but…I got my ipod taken away (bummer right?) and I couldn't think of a song to go with the chapter, so yea. Sorry it sucks.

--xoxo;;jenners--

Chapter 13:

Daydream

--Bella's POV--

I headed upstairs, leaving Evan waiting at the door. Why is he here? It is two in the morning and he is at my front door, in his pj's. Why? Why? Why? I don't know. Life throws too many unexpected things at you. Doesn't that sound so freakin' familiar?

I crawled into my bead and closed my eyes. As I started to enter a place where I was too familiar with, I felt the mattress deflate to a lower level. I sighed with frustration. Evan apparently needs a cuddle bear. Well, I am definitely not going to be his.

"What the fu—what the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked, sitting straight up.

"Making myself comfortable," he replied.

I grumbled to myself, and turned to the other side and said, "Touch this side of the bed and you're dead. I am included with this compromise."

He sighed in reply. The next thing you know he has his arms wrapped my around my waist. I went stiff. Who does he think he his? Does he not realize what he's doing? I asked myself. He quickly withdrew them, and kept a sigh of relief to myself.

I closed my eyes and entered that familiar place.

"It'll be as if I never existed," he said, he kissed my forehead and left.

Those seven words swirled around in my head over and over. I ran and ran, tears streaming down my face. I fall down, embracing the wet leaves.

"Bella?" someone said in a whispery voice.

"Bella," they repeated once more. "I'm so sorry," he said shakily. I felt cold arms wrap around my waist. This is how it's supposed to be.

"I love you, Edward," I said.

"I love you, too," he replied.

All was good, and everything else forgotten. Like the pain was never there. Like he never left. My theme song: "Daydream" by Avril Lavigne.

Your my

Day-dream

You know that I've been thinking about you

Late-ly

And every time I look at you I

Can't explain feel insane

I could fly away

You're my

Day-dream

--Morning

The dream subsided. I woke with someone stirring next to me. Events from last night flooded back to me. I looked over and saw Evan sleeping soundly. He looked different when he slept. Like an angel, I thought. He was just…beautiful.

I hurriedly climbed out of the bed. What am I doing? This isn't supposed to be happening. I am not supposed to have another person in bed with me. I know I didn't sleep with him, but he being in my bed is close. I am getting too attached. I am still supposed to be mourning for my loss: Edward.

But what if this is it? What if this is supposed to be the next step, the next step from mourning? Moving on. Is this it? Am I finally getting over him? Is this the part where I fall madly in love with my possible new best friend?

I know I won't ever fall in love with Evan, because that is impossible. I love Edward, and that's that. I heard a knock at the door. I go downstairs and answer it. I must look like hell, but who cares? Don't I look like that all the time now?

I open the door and was surprised with who was at the door.

"Hey, Bella," Jacob Black said casually. He gave me a look-over and said, "You like…nice? Did I wake you?" he said withholding a laugh.

"Jacob!" I said with astonishment. I wrapped my arms around him and breathed his scent in. He always smelled good.

"Easy," he said laughing. "I came up here to check on you. I haven't seen you since-- how are you?" he said now looking down at me. He must have grown like a million inches since the last time I saw him.

"Okay, I guess. Please, come in." I said. "Do you want anything to drink or eat or something?"

"Nah, I ate already. But I was wondering, do you maybe want to hang out today?"

"Sure," I replied. I think this is what they call moving on.

--Edward's POV--

I sat back furiously. I was fuming. I pounded my fist on the desk. In the next moment, I heard a crack, following the desk breaking into two.

"I will rip him to pieces if he ever touches her again," I said through gritted teeth.

"It is your own fault you left her. What did you expect? If you think she's going to mourn and wait for you, you must be out of your mind. Buddy, she's tired of waiting. She's finally moving on," I heard Rosalie say.

"Shut up, Rosalie," I snapped.

"Hey, cool it man," Emmet said with a warning glance as he wrapped his arms around Rosalie's waist.

"Edward," Esme said, "it'll be okay. The boy might be protecting her. If he does harm her, she will always have Jacob around. Furthermore, Alice has visions. We can always deal with it also."

I looked over at my mother. I just nodded in reply.

"She's right, you know," Alice said.

I shot her a dark look and left the room.

What now?

--Evan's POV--

I wasn't eavesdropping, I just happened to hear this boy talk. He does have a rather loud voice. From what I saw, he must be close to Bella.

Will he be a problem too? I already have this Edward in my way; I don't need any more obstacles.

I made a promise to myself that this Jacob would not get in my way.