BELLA'S POV

After Damon's abrupt disappearing, Ada and Edward helped me down the stairs and I got nicely situated on the couch. The medication had made me drowsy but not enough for me to sleep. In my opinion I had slept way too much lately.

I was so much more comfortable around them now. It seemed that discovering that Ada was indeed my sister some of the scary-factor had lessened. If my little sister was a vampire then they couldn't be that bad. They didn't seem scary at all. I wished that I had had felt this way earlier. That I had realized all of this before. So much could have been prevented.

The whole episode with Damon had been a little weird. Okay, 'weird' being an understatement.

Damon had stubbornly refused to speak of his actions following our flair up. To me it seemed that he almost looked guilty. Something told me that that was not something that occurred often to Damon. This must really be something that he's ashamed of. It seems unlikely that he killed someone, considering Alice didn't see it in her 'visions', whatever that was. I had been too tired to ask questions.

But he could very well have fed off of someone. I cringed at the idea. But not in the way one would think. Strangely enough, I wasn't disgusted. A hazy memory in my head told me that drinking blood from someone was something intense and intimate. At least it could be.

I couldn't help but blush at the thought of Damon drinking my blood. My hand had automatically went to cup my neck and it had stayed that way until I saw Ada giving me strange looks.

The phone had rung just as Ada and Edward was about to leave which was fortunate because I would have had trouble getting up on my feet and walk without going down.

It turned out that it was a girl named Angela. She and I were good friends. At least that's what Edward told me. We went to school together, had quite a few classes together and I had known her since coming to Forks. All of this, however, where told after I had talked to her. So, at the time I had no idea who she was.

Edward grabbed the phone and handed it to me.

"Hello?" I asked hesitantly.

"Bella? Thank god. It's so good to hear your voice again. I've been so worried about you. We all have," she spoke quickly and almost desperately as if I was gonna disappear any second.

"I'm sorry, who's this?" I asked confused but also a little embarrassed. This person might not have heard about the memory loss part of the accident and she might expect me to remember her.

"Oh, sorry. It's Angela," she said apologetically.

"Err…" I bit my lip anxiously. I had no recollection of a girl named Angela. "Look, Angela, it sounds like you've heard all about the accident but I think there's one thing you don't know… I don't really remember you," I told her.

There were silence for a minute and I almost feared she had hung up.

"Yeah, I heard about that," She mumbled quietly. She sounded genuinely sad.

"But you still expected me to remember you?" I said it as a question.

"I hoped you did. I hoped it wasn't true," she muttered still sounding down.

I sighed, feeling like crap for not remembering someone who apparently cared enough for me to actually be sad at the fact that I couldn't remember her.

"I wish I did. You have no idea how much," I said desperately wanting her to understand. I couldn't quiet remember her but just having talked to her for few moments told me that she was a very nice person. My guts told me that liking her was the right thing.

"I know," she sighed. Then louder; "I understand. I just wanted to call and her how you were. Which might seems strange to you since you have no idea who I am"

"Oh, no, trust me I have experienced seriously strange stuff since the accident and this is the least of them all. I just don't want you to be mad at me. I really do wish that I could remember you," I replied quickly not wanting her to feel uneasy.

"Oh, of course I'm not mad at you, Bella. How can I be mad at you for something that's not your fault? I'm sorry, it wasn't my intention to make you feel bad," she spoke unhappy with the fact that I was unhappy.

"That's okay, you didn't. It's just hard not remembering people," I explained.

Angela chuckled silently. "Yeah, I can imagine,"

"But to return to your original question; I'm doing okay. I'm still in pain but I got pills for that, though I'm not too keen on having to take them," I grumbled in the end.

She laughed. "No, I imagine not"

So, she knew me well enough to know my despise for those kinds of painkillers.

"I'm still wearing cast on my arm and leg so moving around the house isn't exactly an easy task," I told her. Considering, that I didn't really know her, I told her all of this, surprisingly enough, with the feeling of being able to confide in her. It was nice to have someone to talk to like this. Someone human.

"Oh, Ben says he hopes you have a speedy recovery," she said suddenly.

"Err, say thanks to him, whoever he is," I said to her.

"Right, right. You don't remember who he is," she chuckled a little. "Um, some other of your friends says hello. Jessica, Tyler, oh, and Mike"

Edward snorted. I looked to him but he gave no explanation. Ada just rolled her eyes and shook her head with a grin on her face.

My eyebrows winkled together in confusion but I let it go.

"Say hello back to them," I responded.

She did. I could hear them talk in the background.

"Well, we all miss you Bella. I hope you get well soon," Angela said, warmly. She seemed so kind and gentle. I liked her immediately.

"I know this must sound weird but I miss you too," I said with a lump in my throat.

"No, it doesn't sound weird at all," she laughed. "Bye, Bella"

"Bye," I said and ended the call.

My eyes watered and I smiled. God, I was so emotionally.

Both Ada and Edward looked at me with teasing smiles on their faces.

"Stop, I can't help it," I scolded them and lay down on the couch.

They had their arms around each other and looked so happy in each other's presence. It was a weird thought that Ada was my ex.

Then I remembered Edward's snort when that guy's name was mentioned. Mike, I believed it was.

"Okay," I turned to him. "What was with the weird act that Mike guy, huh?"

He rolled his eyes and huffed. "Well, when you first arrived to town he got interested in you. I mean, you were new and it's a small school and all so, basically you were 'fresh meat'" He used air quotes when he said 'fresh meat'.

"'Fresh meat'?" I repeated with a raised eyebrow. Was he serious?

H shrugged. "What can I say? It takes very little for these people to get excited," he stated.

"So what if he was interested in me? It's no big deal," I said.

"It kinda kept going," Edward answered, seeming torn between feeling amused or annoyed.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, I remember him. I saw him once when I came to visit," Ada chimed in while laughing once. "Boy, was that guy enthralled with you or what? He was like a lost puppy following you around. He seems like the guy that just can't understand the meaning of a 'no'"

I grimaced. But at the same time I had a hard time understanding how anyone would find me interesting enough to keep giving me attention.

"Silly human boys," Edward murmured under his breath and chuckled quietly.

Ada turned to him. "You were a 'human boy' too. So, don't get to cocky mister," she told him.

"Yeah, but at least I can take a hint," he replied.

"Well, maybe. And that's good because Bella kinda needs someone who can do that for her," Ada laughed and looked at me adoringly. "Along with that she also has no self-preservation. A really bad combination when you hang with vamps"

I crossed my arms over my chest and found it slightly uncomfortable. Jeez, I can't even do that without feeling pain!

"I don't have sefl-preservation?" I asked Edward, frowning.

He grinned at me. "Sorry to tell you Bella, but no you don't. Or at least you didn't use to have. I can't tell you how many times you've been in the company of deadly creatures without acting normal. 'Normal' being 'running away screaming'"

"I have?" I asked, oddly intrigued.

"Nope," Edward shook his head. "You never showed any fear for us. Other vampires yes, but those situations were understandable. And, yet, there still was something unnaturally calm about you"

"I was never afraid of you either?" I asked pointing at him.

Again, he shook his head. "No"

Suddenly, Ada burst out laughing. "Hell, you even made out with him, Bells!" she exclaimed, finding it hilarious.

I flinched. Somehow, the thought of kissing Edward weren't exactly as appealing as it might have been. In my head, I couldn't really imagine kissing anyone besides Damon. I couldn't imagine ever wanting too. But I was so not about to tell them that.

I sighed, sadly. "I guess things aren't what they used to be"

I turned and rested my head against the back of the couch.

Edward sat on the living room table right in front of me and looked me in the eye with serious eyes.

"Things will get back to normal. They will return to what they were before this mess. It's all gonna be okay," He promised me.

I didn't know if I believed him. I wanted to but right now everything seemed too ruined to ever be able to get fixed again. I wanted to believe it very badly but the reminder of Damon's sudden leave made my hopes fade.

He put his hands on my shoulder to get me to look at him. "Okay?"

I nodded reluctantly. "Yeah"

He gave my shoulder a comforting squeeze and then stood to take his leave. Ada moved to hug me very gently and rubbed her hands across my arms.

She leaned in to kiss me on top of the head and as she did, she said; "Things are already becoming better. Just don't lose faith. Especially not in Damon"

I looked at her surprised. When had she ever played advocate for any of my boyfriends?

She just gave me another kiss and then brushed to Edward's side.

"We'll just go back to tell the others about the situation and then one of us will come back to check up on you," Edward told me. "Don't invite anyone into the house, Bella. The kind of vamps who need an invitation can get in whenever once they get one"

I frowned. "'The kind of vamps'?" I repeated confused. "What do mean? Are there more kinds? I noticed things but I wasn't sure," I told them.

He chuckled. "Of course you noticed things. You always do," he said, kindly.

Ada grinned too. "That's a story for another time, Bella."

And just like that they were gone.

I sighed and slumped back on the couch. Great, now it was just me and the TV.

In the next couple of hours I watched whatever was on but when that got tiring I shifted to watching several Friends episodes. My mood weren't exactly free of concern so I needed something that would make me laugh. No matter how mad or sad you were you just couldn't help but crack a tiny smile at those people.

I closed my heavy eyes for a moment but most have dosed off because when I looked at the TV again it was somehow turned off. Confused, I tried to sit up in the couch but my body refused to cooperate.

Suddenly, I noticed something.

I squeaked and my eyes flew open at the shock of seeing him here.

In the other end of the couch, with my feet on his lap was Damon sitting. His head was resting sideways on the back of the couch so his face was turned towards me.

He was asleep.

Something about that made a tiny red lamp blink, telling me that that was unusual.

When I slowly got over the shock of him being here and my heart settled back into a normal rhythm I leaned back against the pillows stacked behind me. I stared wonderingly at his face, noticing how incredibly peaceful he looked. He looked so human that I for a moment almost forgot what he really was.

I couldn't tear my eyes from his face. I just sat there and gazed at him. How could ever have been afraid of such a beautiful creature? How had I ever managed to be frightened of someone like him? In about 24 hours ago had been terrified of him getting close to me and now I wanted to snuggle up to him.

I wanted his arms around me, I wanted his voice telling me things that was still so confusing to me, I wanted him to care for me and feel for me the way I was beginning to feel for him.

"Like what you see?" Came his voice suddenly making me squeak and jump in surprise once again.

I sighed forcefully. "Don't scare me like that," I told him, trying to sound mad but my voice was too weak for me to manage.

He just smirked at me and tilted his head. "You didn't answer my question," he raised an eyebrow.

I blushed furiously. I hadn't meant for him to catch me staring at him. "I don't feel comfortable answering such a question"

His hands had been resting on my feet and now one of them moved further up to my knee. It seemed almost like an unconscious thing and he looked down at his hand while he stroked back and forth.

I couldn't quite feel the delicious warmth from his hand due to the blanket I was covered in.

"Why not? It's a fairly easy question. It's a 'yes or no'-question," he mused, looking annoyingly smug.

I glared at him. "You're not gonna make me answer by talking down to me"

His hand slid up and grabbed one of mine, the good one.

He leaned closer and brought it to his lips. Unconsciously, I held my breath.

"Oh, I would never do that," his voice was soft like velvet.

I stared at my hand as he brushed his lips over the back of it, then turned it and pressed kisses to my palm. They were soft and slow and made my skin tingle.

His eyes glanced at me as if checking to see if I seemed okay with this. When I just kept staring at his lips against my hand, not protesting in the slightest, he moved on. His teeth suddenly nipped very gently at the soft skin of my wrist and without warning I pulled my hand out of his grasp.

I held it to my chest but suddenly felt embarrassed. I kept my eyes down, unable to look at him. This little sudden move proved that I didn't quite feel comfortable around him yet. Not close to his teeth, anyway.

Heath burned in my cheeks. "Sorry," I whispered still not looking at him.

He sighed. "No, don't be. You have nothing to be sorry for. I brought this on myself and now I have to live with the consequences."

I glanced at him with careful eyes, afraid of what I would see. And the second I met his eyes knew that I should have kept my eyes down.

The sorrow and grief there made my heart soar. My reluctance to have him close cut him deep. He looked so sad and I knew it was my inability to trust him that made him suffer like this. It pained me to see him hurt like that. Very much so, because my guts told me that these kinds of emotions were rare when it came to Damon.

He lowered his eyes and muttered softly under his breathe but I didn't understand it. It sounded oddly like Italian. It made my skin tingle to hear him speak in that language.

When he raised his eyes to mine again, he mustered a little smile.

"No pressure," he stated. "I won't rush you. I'll wait until you have digested this. I can only imagine how crazy all this must be to you."

I looked to my hands curled up in my lap. "I don't know why I did that. Flinch away from you," I clarified. "I'm not afraid of you as I said before. There's just this… feeling, this instinct… that makes me act like that"

He chuckled lightly. "That's normal. It's what's supposed to happen. Your reaction from before the accident was actually what we all found weird."

"Do you think I'll ever get it back?"

"Get what back, exactly?" he asked me.

"My previous reactions. The feeling of being totally comfortable around you guys. Do you think I'll ever go back to not having this little feeling of unease in me?" I said. Even I could hear how my voice sounded; totally void of hope.

He looked intensely at me for a moment, not speaking.

Then he exhaled deeply and leaned over to brush some stray hair behind my ear while shooting me a playful look. "I think the chances of you once again becoming a danger magnet with no self-preservation at all, are extremely good," he teased me. "I mean, come on, it's you we're talking about."

I couldn't stop the smile from forming on my lips and the short chuckle. His hand had found mine and was playing with my fingers. It made warmth spread inside me and it tainted my cheeks, making them deep pink.

It felt nice to just sit here with him, talking. His little touches seemed to be done unconsciously. He looked so at ease like this, not at all the creature of horror he was supposed to be.

Maybe there was hope for us after all. Maybe we could get back to being just two people who were crazy about each other.

No vampires, no memory loss, no ex of his messing with me…

HOLD UP!

Ex? Where the HELL did that come from?

Holy crap! Katherine… the girl, or whatever she was, that had come to my house trying to get me to invite her in… that was been Damon's EX? That was the person who turned him so many years back?

Damon's eyes widened in alarm at my sudden reaction.

He reached for me. "Bella? What's wrong? Does it hurt anywhere? Do you need you pills?"

I couldn't speak.

Strange sounds and unintelligible words were what left my mouth. "You… her… vampire… turned…ex…"

"What? Bella, what are you talking about? Please, tell me because I'm getting kind of worried"

I gasped, eyes wide, mind and shock and hand clamped over my mouth.

"Oh. My. God"

A/N: Wonder what's gonna happen :P Next chapter'll be Bella's reaction to the new piece of info.

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