I waited for him to pop up from the water laughing, SHOUTING, breathing.

I didn't hear his head hit the rock.

I didn't hear his cries from pain.

I didn't hear his last breath.

Deadly silence floated on the water like an empty raft.

Rescue instincts kicked in and I rushed to the water, hit it hard and began to stroke, stroke, and stroke.

Like my life depended on it, because my life SO depended on it.

As I swam, brain photos appeared.

Whirling, swirling, twirling, images of football games, of starry nights, of carnival rides.

I wasn't the only one in the water.

A mob of people took hold of him and then I was whirling, swirling, twirling in the sea of red left behind.

The water, my friends forever, enveloped me, whispering:

Stay here; let me take care of you rest in my comforting arms.

It knew

But other arms grabbed me and pulled me from heaven to hell.

I lay on the ground, frozen from fear. Trees towered above me, shaking their wooden fingers at me.

Screams of hysteria flew through the air, slamming into each other.

"CALL 911……..HE'S NOT BREATHING ….OH MY GOD……DO SOMETHING!"

Three big words drowned me.

I killed Edward.

The memories literally make me sick.

As I hug the tree and lose my hot chocolate, all I can think about is how I want to go home. I need to go home.

Only one problem is, I left my phone at home so I can't call my mum to come and get me.

I gather myself and my thoughts and look at Jessica.

I find her in the middle of a group of kids grooving it, shaking it, moving it.

"JESSICA" I shout "I NEED YOU PHONE"

"HOW CAME?" she shouts back.

"JUST BECAUSE"

"It's in my purse over there" she says as she waves her hand in a big, generic swoop in no particular direction.

I turn around and run right into Mick, who's holding hand with a pretty young thing.

"Hey Bella! So great to see you!"

He gives me a quick hug, and then turns to the girl.

"This is Leah"

"Hi there" I blurt out.

"Mick, can I use you phone?"

Sorry, it is in my car"

"Carp"

My head is spinning my stomach is churching, my heart is aching and I don't now what to do.

And then, Jacob's there, pulling me away from the music, the laughing, and into a quiet of the forest.

"I have a phone you can use," he tells me "who do you want to call?"

"My mum. I need a ride, I shouldn't have come here."

And before I no it I am in Jacob's pure back jeep heading for my house.