Chapter 28

Bella's POV:

I am going to kill Edward!

First, I'm going to figure out how my knife can go through his hard, marble skin. And second, kill him slowly and painfully. It's been a week since my birthday and Edward's been ignoring me – no phone calls, no texts, no late-night visits, nothing! He and Alice haven't shown up to school either and my stomach has been in knots of worry and anger. Are they doing this on purpose because of what happened at the party? I understand they needed to be away from me for a while and be in control of their blood lust. But they left me completely in the dark and alone on the one-year anniversary of my mom and stepdad's death.

Plus, I was going to tell them the truth – if Jasper didn't. If he did saw me using my powers. I don't even know if he remembers that part. A part of me hopes that he does, and it will be easier to tell the Cullens the truth. However, another part of me – doesn't want to tell them at all. The secretive assassin doesn't want to let any personal attachments affect the mission.

"You do realize that the dummy is not an actual person?" Charlie asked. He's been watching me punch and kick my practice dummy. "Is everything okay, Bells? You've been tense for the last few days."

"Edward's been avoiding me," I grunted punching the dummy in the stomach. "I've called twice every day, but I only get the damn voicemail!" I roundhouse kicked the dummy and watched it swerve back and forth. "And his family is doing the exact same thing. Am I doing something wrong, dad?"

"I thought that kick was perfect."

"Dad!"

But he just shrugged, "Bella, I've only dated two women in my life. Don't ask me about relationship advice."

"But you're a guy."

My dad groaned, realizing he is not getting out of this one. "Did you tell him how you feel about him?"

"Yes –but he said love first." I pointed out and then groaned, hoping that it not the problem right now. I punched the neck of the dummy then kneed him and could hear my dad wince. "But that has nothing to do with it. We confessed months ago. He blames himself for my stupid accident. It's not his fault I cut myself. Can I stay at home today, please?"

Charlie looked unsure but I gave him my puppy-eyed look. He grimaced and rubbed his eyes tiredly. I almost feel guilty for using that trick on him. "Alright but don't…do anything stupid, okay?"

I smiled, "I won't, dad."

I kept my promise to Charlie and sat on my bed with paperwork and folders all already on the bed with a blanket on my legs. Even though Trevor is the mole for us, he doesn't contact us as much as we want him to. I still need to find any connection that Special Division has with any random killings or kidnapping little children. But I've noticed that they've been hiding the ex-criminals and the murders that they've committed – good. I jumped at the doorbell's ring. It was late afternoon already and more surprised to see that it was Edward standing outside the door.

I opened my door halfway, "Hey."

"Hey," He said quietly. "We need to talk."

Something froze in my body, that feeling you get whenever you feel something bad is going to happen or when you get caught. I stared at his face and saw no facial expression on there.

What is going through your head right now, Edward?

"Yeah, we do. Come inside." I opened the door further.

"Actually, can you go on a walk with me?" Edward suggested.

I grabbed my jacket and shoes before heading outside with him. After the birthday accident, I've been thinking it is not the right time to tell them the truth. But when is? I trust them and they trust me with their secret. This is starting to get complicated. We walked into the forest, not far from my house but not close to the trail. Edward leaned against a tree and stared at me with an unreadable expression.

I took a deep breath. "Edward, there's something I need to tell you." He opened his mouth, but I put my hand up. "No, listen. I have to say something and it's going to change your opinion of me – maybe for good. Edward, I'm a –"

"Bella, we're leaving." He announced abruptly.

"What?"

"It's time. Bella, we can't stay in Forks any longer. Carlisle can barely pass for his age now and people in town will notice about Rosalie and Emmett. And I know what you're going to say, you can't come with us. It's not safe."

I stared at him. His tone reminded me of Trevor and of that night. The night that I promised I would never look back. "Edward, I understand but I need to tell you that I'm –"

"Bella, please."

"Please what?" I yelled and he flinched. "Why did you bring me here?"

"Bella –"

"If it was about that night, it was nothing."

"Don't say it was nothing, Bella."

"It was a paper cut and you made things worse for Jasper by pushing me away to a glass table! Why can't I come with you? Give me the honest truth."

He took a deep breath and stared, unseeingly, at the ground for a moment. His mouth twisted. When he finally looked up, his eyes were different; harder…Trevor's eyes were like that…crap, my heart is pounding hard in my chest.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke those words slowly. I stared at him in shock yet confused. "I will always care for you…in a way but I am tired of pretending to be something I am not. I am not human, Bella. I'm not you."

I'm not human either! I wanted to scream but nothing came out.

"I've let this gone on too long and I'm sorry for that."

Is he really apologizing? It took me a moment to find my voice and when I did, I was furious. "You care about me? So, what are you saying, Edward? You never loved me? That our relationship was all a lie? Tell me the truth!"

"You're not good for me, Bella." He said instead.

I'm not good for him? I'm not good for him.

My body went numb with those words and looked down to see my hands are shaking.

I'm not good for him.

He's breaking up with me.

I'm not good for him.

"Screw you, Edward," I looked up at him and his eyes widen with shock. "Why were you even with me? To know what it is like to be with a human girl and you can tell all your buddies what it was like? Or will you only with me because I was the only person whose mind you cannot read? You made me fall for you!"

"Bella, you and I both knew of the consequences of our relationship especially with what happened with James." He spoke in a softer tone. "It was a mistake to bring you into my life. I'm sorry to have hurt you like this."

"No, you're not." I snapped. "You call yourself a monster and a man – you are definitely a man, Edward. Congrats you are just like every other human male except you didn't have sex with me and dump right afterward. Then again, it's not like you could have sex…I was going to be the death of you."

His golden eyes looked at me with hurt for a moment, but he covered that emotion up quickly. "You will learn to forget me. Humans memories are different than ours."

Something cold fell on my cheek. "Trust me, I won't forget you. But I am sure you won't disregard your little human experiment either."

Unexpectedly, he moved forward but I took a step back, hoping he can see the hurt, and anger in my eyes. "Promise me that you will live a long and happy life, Bella."

I glared at him, is he serious? "No." Another reaction of shock came on his face. "I will promise to try to stay alive for my dad and he is all that matters to me. And I promise that I will forever regret opening myself to you, trusting you, and loving you."

Edward moved forward, putting his hand on my shoulder, and I tried to move but his grip was too tight. My hands itched to hurt him, but he kissed me gently on the forehead. And then, with a blink, he vanished from my sight. He was gone…no evidence of him was here.

No.

NO…NO!

I couldn't stop the tears from falling and my sight blurred. My feet moved. I need to find him – I need to tell him the truth. I need to tell him the truth before it's too late.

I wasn't walking anymore, I started to run, pushing through branches and trees. If I stopped running, then it would mean I was too late, and our relationship really was over. I stumbled over a tree branch and my body rolled on the ground until I found myself staring at the dirt and plants in front of me.

I did not bother to get up.

It hurts too much. My heart – it hurts.

How could he do this me? Why did he do this me? I screamed and screamed. A tree stumbled down in front of me. I pushed my hand to crush a boulder and watched it turn into tiny pieces of ash. I don't know if it's the crying, the running, or the use of my power but I stayed on the ground, feeling so tired and waited until darkness surrounded me and I allow myself to be a part of it.

"Bella?" A deep voice called out and I opened my eyes to see a dim light. The light came closer and closer until I saw a handsome, dark face. "Have you been hurt? My name is Sam Uley, your father sent me to look for you."

That struck a chord in me. The only parent left in my life – alive. I took Sam's hand, but legs crumbled underneath me, and he caught me. He carried me all the way back, explaining to me that I've been gone for three hours and they've been searching for me about one. My dad was worried when I left a note telling him where I was. But I know I didn't leave him a note.

Coward.

He left me – he left me in the woods and wanted my dad to come to find me.

Sam handed me over to my dad and I don't remember what was said in between them but the next thing I knew, my dad took off my shoes and jacket and pulled the blankets over me. He explained to me that the Cullens left for Los Angeles because Carlisle received a better offer at a hospital. That's a lie, of course, and it means that all the Cullens had already left Forks…before Edward.

They left without saying goodbye.

They left me.

The family I thought as friends and a second family…left me.

"Bells, what happened between you and Edward?" Charlie asked me softly.

"I was right," I said, staring off to the distance. "People always leave one way or another."


Oh...You can hear me cry
See my dreams all die
...from were you're standing...on your own
It's so quiet here and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home...

OCTOBER …

When you told me you'd leave
I felt like I couldn't breath
My aching body fell to the floor
Then I called you at home
You said that you weren't alone
I should've known better..
Now it hurts much more

I wish I didn't feel like this…I wish I didn't have to feel anything.

NOVEMBER…

You caused my heart to bleed and
You still owe me a reason
'Couse I can't figure out why
Why I'm alone and freezing
While you're in the bed that she's in
And I'm just left alone to cry

I need to do something…anything to make this feeling go away.

DECEMBER…

Oh...You can hear me cry
See my dreams all die
...from were you're standing...on your own
It's so quiet here and I feel so cold
This house no longer feels like home...

"Damn it!" I cried as I ducked from the bullets behind me. I started to crawl on the carpet floor of the casino, trying not to get step by the screaming and hysteric crowd.

There's an EXIT door a few feet away and only need to make it there without being caught. Suddenly, a pair of hands grabbed my ankles and pulled me away from my hiding spot. I turned over, kicked the stranger at the face and ran to the exit with my heels in hand.

"Get that bitch! I want my money back!"

I turned a corner and found myself staring at another dead end in the alley. There was a ladder that leads to the rooftop, but I groaned. I'm wearing a tight dress in wintertime and I'm barefoot. I'm going to have another cold. My feet ached when I made it to the top and sighed to see a small tear on the dress. Another dress ruined while making an escape. I looked down to see a group of men with their guns and screaming to find me.

"Idiots," I laughed.

They won't be able to find me – or rather find "Jessica." It was the first time I got to play as someone I do know and acting as Jessica was easy. I moved the bag in front of my chest and held my heels in one hand before taking a deep breath and running across the rooftop to jump over onto another one. My body rolled around, and my skin was scratched from the contact.

Yeah, I'm going to feel that later in the morning.

I walked down the stairs of a building and after making sure the coast was clear, I walked on the sidewalk – with the heels back on and headed to the bus station. I changed out of the tight clothing to comfortable vans and jeans with a sweater. Also, wiped off the dark makeup and the atom blonde wig. Before leaving the bathroom, I placed a small beanie on my head and threw away the ticket to the casino in the trashcan and then, headed to buy my ticket to get out of this place.

"Bus leaves for Seattle to Port Angeles in five minutes." The intercom announced.

I held my bag tightly as I walked to the bus and sat in the middle row. My head turned to see that outside my window was a couple making out. I looked away; my fingers curled. I took a deep breath and plugged my earphones in to listen to Sia.

It's been three months since they left me since he left me. For such a long time, the hole my chest got bigger and the only way I know how to fill it was with the assignments Xander sent me without question. It was better to do something other than stay at home and do homework. It became harder and harder to lie to Charlie. He always believed that I was out with friends, but the truth was that I cut off all contact from them at school. I went back to the original routine that I'd planned before they came to my life.

The couple from outside walked in the bus and took their seats in the back, giggling in each other's arms and their hands were in the other's pants pockets. They were either in love or in lust with each other and I didn't need to see any of that. Yet, I was envious of them. They were able to at least enjoy the lustful part – no! I don't want to see their display of affection; I can't see that – it hurts too much. The bus started to move, which means that in three hours, we will be in Port Angeles. I looked down at my phone list and still have not received a call from the one person, whose voice I needed to hear.

Jacob Black.

A month ago, he found me at the beach alone on the reservation from where he lives, and we started talking. Soon, we started talking every day about everything and I would drive after school to see him. Jacob is an easy person to talk to and his aura is bright and happy. It seems strange for me to be around him but, in a way, he has a way of always making life seem good. He also likes to fix things and I ended up buying two motorcycles from my other account and he started helping me fix them. Actually, he would fix them, and I would watch, learning.

However, two weeks ago, Jacob started ignoring me, avoiding and lying to me. He lets his dad answer the house phone, telling me that he's sick. He's been sick for two weeks and without going to the doctor – impossible. I know money is tight on the reservation, but I know Billy will not allow his son to not go to the hospital if his sickness was serious. But I couldn't believe how stupid I was.

One man before had repaired the hole in my chest, only to make it bigger and then, I let another one in – in a non-romantic way and I became reliant on him. I was so stupid.

The three hours went by quickly and got a cab in the city. I didn't like the look on his face. "What's a pretty girl like you out at a time like this?"

"Shut up and keep your eyes on the road. You might get a tip."

He paled at my tone. "Yes, ma'am."


By the time we passed the sign of Forks, I told the cab driver to drop me off at the side of the road. I did leave him a five-dollar tip and decided to walk. It was cold and snowing a bit, but I didn't mind the weather. After a mile of walking in the woods, I found myself at their big and empty house. I pushed the front door open and slowly, entered the house. My breathing and footsteps were the only sounds that I could hear inside. There were no flies, no floorboards creaking, nothing. It was silent. My veins pumped as I scanned around for any sign of danger.

But there was none. I walked through the living room to see the furniture that they'd left behind covered with white sheets. And that included my motorcycle. I took it back from Jacob's garage after the first week of ignoring me. I walked up the stairs, my footsteps echoing.

The first room I'd peered through belonged to Rosalie and Emmett and their bed was covered with a white sheet as well. Everything in their room was gone including Emmett's laughter and Rosalie's scowl. I rubbed my eyes, not wanting to go back to memory lane. I took out my undercover clothing from my separate bag and dumped it in the hamper as a reminder to go to the laundromat. I had my other undercover clothes in their closet as well. Next, I went to Alice and Jasper's room and went to the large and empty closet, unhinged the nails on the bottom of it, and put my gun underneath the floor, where I can see my other weapons are in. I pushed it back to it's rightful place and then, pushed their bed out of the way so I can hide the money also underneath in the floor.

For the past two months, I've been coming back to this empty place and I don't know why. Maybe I'm still convincing myself that I need the space to hide any evidence in my house of what I am from my dad. But the truth was that I still miss them. I wish I didn't. besides, it's not fair to a leave beautiful house like this empty. They won't be coming back anytime soon and no one in Forks can honestly afford a house like this.

My phone vibrated in my pocket and groaned. "Hey, dad."

"Bella, where are you? I just came back from work and I can see your car out front."

"I'm sorry, dad. I went for a walk and didn't realize the time." I lied. "I'm coming back right now. See you soon."

I hung up before he could say anything else. I took several twenties from the bag before putting the floor and bed back to its rightful place. I stepped out the front door and halted, sensing a presence in the woods. "Jacob?" I was positive that it couldn't be him. But when he stepped out of the shadows, it was him. But it was like staring at a taller, muscular building. His face is the same, but the hair is shorter. "What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Well, I don't want to sound immature, but I was here first," I said folding my arms across my chest. "This is the first I've seen you in two weeks. You look completely different and being rude."

"You don't think I look good, Bells?" Jacob joked.

"That's not the point, Jake. You've been ignoring me for two weeks and I want to know why."

"It's complicated, Bells."

"Then, uncomplicated it for me. You need to give me an explanation, Jake. I miss my friend and I feel like you're drifting away from me and I don't know why."

Jacob scoffed and it took me a moment to realize he's not wearing a shirt. Since when did he get abs? "You know what's happening to me, Bella!" He yelled.

"What are you talking about?"

"Do you remember how we first met?" He asked me and I nodded my head. "You were giving me a ride home and you told me you liked scary stories and I gave you one." I stared at him in confusion and he groaned n frustration. Then Jacob turned his head as if someone was calling him, but I did not hear anything. "I have to go but call me, when you realize the truth."

"Wha –wait, Jacob!" I yelled but he disappeared in the shadows.

What did he mean by that? Jacob, why are you giving me clues? I walked back home at a steady pace, hoping to remember but nothing came. The story he gave me helped me figure out what the Cullens are. I closed the door behind me and flinched, my dad was sitting on the couch.

"Bella, we need to talk," Charlie said, turning the TV off and reluctantly, I sat across from him. "Now, I haven't said anything in the last few months because of the breakup with Edward." I winced hearing his name. It was like my dad was stabbing me on purpose. "But enough is enough."

"What are you talking about?"

"You became like a zombie for a couple of weeks and then suddenly, I don't find you at home after work and you say you're at a friend's house, but you come home at one or two in the morning. Also, you skip classes and get in trouble." Charlie listed off with anger in his tone. "You have nightmares, barely gets any sleep, and you're moody."

"You're noticing this now?"

"Don't get snappy with me, young lady." Charlie snapped and my back went stiff. "I understand that after everything you've been through, it's been…hard and you are still trying to pick up the pieces, but you should let whatever happened to you control your life. You started to get better because of Jacob –"

"You're forgetting that he's no longer my friend. And I don't need a man in my life to make me content with who I am or to control whatever is happening with me. No one controls me." I interrupted. "What do you want from me, dad?"

"All I want is my daughter back."

I sighed sadly and turned my head to stare at the small photos that my dad kept of me when I was younger. I scoffed. "You never had her back in the first place," I excused myself and went to my room.

I stripped off to put on my pajamas and notice the dream catcher hanging on my head. Jacob got it for me as a belated birthday present, it's supposed to catch bad dreams, but I think it's preventing me to have more. I went to my laptop and suddenly, felt like a sense of déjà vu the last time I was on here for research because of what Jacob said.

"Do you like scary stories?"

"Do you know the legends of where we are from –the Quileutes? It says we descended from wolves."

"But the wolf turns into a man."

"Cold ones are natural enemies of the wolf."

"Werewolf," I gasped coming back from memory lane.

No way…ir can't be...

I should have known from the beginning. But I was only paying attention to the one side of the story instead of the other. That explains why Edward felt uneasy about the beaches over there. It was because of the treaty Carlisle made with Jacob's ancestor. How could I have not seen this? Jacob was afraid of Sam's gang because his friends have gone through a drastic transformation that he didn't want to go through as well. But he did.

I guess I'm no longer the only supernatural being in Forks.


A/N: I'm sorry guys. I saw your reviews but Edward had to leave Bella. It's part of the story. But it's so strange that now I understand Bella's depression in the books but back when I read the books in high school, I couldn't comphrend being depressed because of a boy. But it wasn't until my ex and I mutually broke up with each other back in January, I understood the depression and the heartbreak. Of course, I'm not a supernatural killer lol but Bella had her own way to get "through" her breakup and anger.

Oh! Did anyone see the Charlie's Angels trailer that Kristen is in? So hot and amazing. Can't wait to see it in theatres.

And the lyrics are from Ben Cold's "So Cold."

- DisneyRBD