I want to mention that this whole ass story is being typed on the fly, so yeah there is going to be inaccuracies because I haven't written any details down like I'm just going with a vague idea of what I want.

someone mentioned that Edward being 19 in this didnt add up to him being born in 1900 as he was turned in 1918. My bad. I didnt catch that myself and didn't correct so I apologize. I also didn't want underage characters to be partaking in sex so like, yeah I changed the age up. All I can ask is to please ignore it and to please brace yourself because odds are, there will be more inaccuracies lmfao

Bella

They had to put Angela in a medically induced coma. All her ribs were broken as well as her legs. Her hips were shattered and there was a very real chance she would never walk again. She'll live but it'll be a tough road.

Tyler was arrested for a DUI. He had been carrying vodka in a water bottle at school and I recalled him sipping from it in our last period together. I just...I didnt notice.

With a built in "danger meter" I should have.

I stayed at the hospital, sitting in the waiting room for hours while Angela was in surgery.. She wasn't my best friend or anything but she was good and pure and...And it should have been me. If the van had hit me, she might have been thrown out of the way or something but because of my magic...

Angela's Dad was a minister. I don't think he's stopped praying since he got here.

Mike stayed with me for awhile, not really saying anything but I was grateful someone was beside me. I'm not sure where Edward went. Charlie was in and out, checking with Angela's parents and then patting my shoulder as he walked by. Neither one of us were good with words.

There was so much on my mind that it was overwhelming. I wanted to sleep but I wasn't sure how.. I just felt...so frail.

Mike had to leave.. We were the last students left when his mom called him to come home.. He gave me his number. "We need to talk later, okay?" he squeezed my hand before leaving.

Angela's Mom sat across from me. Her face was puffy and red from crying and she looked like she was on the edge of a breakdown. She zeroed in on me, however. "Who are you?'

"Bella." My voice cracked.

"Oh." She recognized me. "You're the one who called me.. Angela talked about you. You're very kind to her."

"She's actually the nice one." I swallowed my emotions down. "We're not close but..."

"I understand." Her eyes spilled over with tears. "Angela is a good girl and kids these days...well..."

I bit my lip. "Are you hungry? I'm going to the cafe. I can get you and your husband something."

"If you don't mind." She began to fish around in her purse.

"Dont worry about it." I told her quickly. I got to my feet and took off out of the waiting room, wrapping my cardigan tighter around me.

It was late at night, way past dinner time. The cafe was open still and staff working the night shift were in and out. I was the only one in line, grabbing two pre made boxes of foods, deserts and even drinks. As I was paying for it, I looked over by the doors.

A vampire woman entered the small cafeteria. She was lovely and sweet looking. She had thick waves of caramel brown hair that swept past her shoulders and she wore a rather casual light blue jacket over an expensive looking white sundress that reached her calves.

Her golden eyes could be seen from here.

This must be Esme.

Her eyes found me and she nodded, smiling softly. In her hand was a bouquet of lilies.

I accepted my debit card back and made my way over to her, carrying the Webbers' food.

"Hello, Bella." She seemed genuinely happy to see me. "Edward speaks very highly of you."

I tried to imagine a scenario where Edward was explaining how well I sucked him off to his adoptive mother and blanched from the idea. I knew very little about Edward's family as we agreed we wouldn't mingle more than sex or hanging out.

"You look younger than I thought you would." I sounded dumb to my own ears. I was exhausted and still a little hung over from the weekend.

Esme smiled gently. "I was turned at twenty six."

"Sorry, I wasn't trying to be rude." I licked my dry lips. "Is Edward around?"

A frightened look crossed her face but it was so fast I wondered if I really saw it at all. "He's taking care of something. May I accompany you?"

"Sure."

We walked together through the sterile halls of the hospital. Esme was checking on the Webber's and Carlisle both. She revealed to me, from Alice, that Angela would live but she would have to use crutches for the rest of her life. When we came into the waiting room, I met Carlisle Cullen.

He was talking to Angela's parents, explaining how the surgery went and what to expect. They listened intently. I tried not to stare, wondering why Edward didn't tell me his vampire father was an absolute DILF.

Edward had told me Carlisle appeared younger than your average doctor, so I had assumed that he atleast looked old enough to buy beer. He was tall and blonde, with a gently curved jaw that gave him a mildly soft expression. He wore hospital scrubs and if it weren't for the fact that Esme went right to him, taking his hand, I would have assumed it was some other vampire interning in the hospital.

Sheesh, now I know why Charlie has a crush on the couple. Standing together, they looked like they could be an ad for a dating website. They complimented each other nicley, having subtle differences in appearances.

"Thank you so much, Dr. Cullen." Mrs. Webber was crying again. "Thank you!"

"You can go sit with her, but she can't respond and she needs to rest." Carlisle told her. "The coma is meant to let her heal."

The older, human couple nodded and gathered their things. I handed Mrs. Webber the food silently and was surprised when she drew me into a hug.

"I'll call you to let you know how she is, Bella." Mrs. Webber was still crying. "She's gonna be okay!"

Mr. Webber took Mrs. Webber's hand and the lillies Esme held out for them and practically dragged her out of the waiting room.

I was left alone with Edward's parents. For the record, this was something I wanted to avoid. The last set of parents I met made the guy I was hooking up with sentimental and he demanded I become his girlfriend. Meeting the parents complicated things.

Then again, what wasn't complicated?

"I'm happy for Angela. I guess I ought to go." I gripped the strap of my purse. They were staring, examining me.

"Actually," Carlisle cleared his throat. "We would like to speak with you."

"Okay?"

"Perhaps privately?" Esme suggested.

I became uneasy. "If its all the same to you, I'd rather go home."

Esme reached for me but when I shied away, she brought her hand back to her chest as if she were surprised by herself. "This actually concerns you."

Wincing, I crossed my arms defensively. "Okay. What's up?"

Carlisle looked over the top of my head and smiled. "Chief Swan."

I peeked over my shoulder. Charlie was ambling toward us from the hallway, looking tired and worn out. When he saw the Cullens, however, he brightened up.

"Dr. Cullen, Mrs. Cullen." Charlie greeted them with a warm, flirtatious grin.

"I dont suppose we could steal your daughter away for a moment?" Esme asked kindly. "We need to ask a personal favor."

Charlie lost the flirty smirk and was suddenly in Dad mode. "I'd rather you didn't, actually. Its been a long day."

Thank you, Dad.

"Its about her...and us..." Carlisle pressed. "I'm afraid today's incident has exposed us."

Charlie raised a brow and I felt the blood leave my face. Someone must have seen Edward and I teleport out of the parking lot.

"Shit" I buried my face in my hands. "I'm so fucking stupid."

"Exposed how?" Charlie demanded.

"This is my fault." I looked at him and felt my eyes burning. God. I was so tired and sad and I almost died today and Edward was going to fuck some vampire girl named Tanya...

"Bella, are you crying?" Charlie was stunned.

"Edward knocked me out of the way of the van, but because he did that it--it triggered me and we shadow walked--" I was blubbering. "We vanished into thin air right out in the open and if someone saw--" I would be ruined. I would be denounced from my coven and stripped of my status as a future Matriarch. Oh, God. Edward.

The Cullens would have to leave.

It scared me to feel that not seeing Edward was worse than losing my entire world.

"We know who it is." Esme wrapped her arms around me, hugging me and I was thrown off, my tears trailing off as she stroked my hair. I looked at Charlie over her shoulder, confused. "Its alright, Bella. It isn't the first time we've dealt with this before and it probably won't be the last...but we were hoping for your help."

Esme pulled away, smiling at me.

Why can't Renee be like this?

I wiped my face with my sleeve. "What do we need to do?"

"Edward mentioned you are currently under a memory wipe spell? Do you think you could do something like that with the boy who saw you?" Carlisle asked softly. He spoke like he didn't want to frighten me.

"I dont have my grimiore." I admitted. "I've been trying to recreate it but Gran took it before she sent me to Forks. It could take me weeks to figure it out and I dont want to risk using Google Magic."

Esme tilted her head. "Google Magic?"

"Spells found on the internet. They're unreliable." I explained. "I might have to try and find a coven but it won't be free."

"We'll pay." Carlisle said.

"Money might not be the payment." I told them. "It could be anything and if we're going to do this, then you need to be kept a secret. Witches find out vampires are nearby, they'll want vampire things."

Esme waved her hand in the air. "Like what?"

"Um...hair or maybe a tooth or even your venom. Personal things that can be used in..." I trailed off. "Necromancy. How do I know about necromancy?" I mumbled.

Charlie gripped my arm. "Bells?"

"I'm fine. I'll set about tracking down other witches." I shook my head. "I'm an outsider, so it'll take time. Most covens cloak themselves."

"I'm worried we might not have time." Carlisle frowned. "Alice has predicted Michael Newton will attempt to tell his parents what he saw."

That made me do a double take. "Mike saw us?"

"He was watching you when he noticed Edward running at our...usual speed." Carlisle pursed his lips. "Edward acted on instinct to rescue you."

"And I made it worse." I groaned. "Okay. Mike wants to talk to me. Maybe I can gaslight him or something. I'm really good at it, Gran taught me."

Charlie rolled his eyes.

"Where is Edward? Why didn't he come talk to me?" I was embarrassed to ask. I sounded needy. Edward was not mine for me to be all possessive of. I've known the dude a few weeks...Yet, I was hurt he hadn't spoken to me. Tried to find me. He dropped me off at school and that was the end of that.

He was my friend, too, though. Good friends don't vanish like that.

Esme was the one who answered. She searched my face for my reaction, her golden eyes intense. "Edward decided to go visit another coven in Denali."

Charlie scratched his nose, letting me know it was time to go. "Well, hope he's having fun after him and Bella made this mess. Tell him not to worry, Bella will clean it up." He sounded borderline pissed.

Esme was still looking at me. I was uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot. "So, whose in Denali?"

"Just another coven." Carlisle repeated.

"Is a Tanya there?" I snorted. I meant it as a bitter joke.

Carlisle and Esme became confused and looked at each other.. I wondered if they could share thoughts because it seemed like they were having a silent conversation. When they turned back to me, Carlisle was curious. "Yes. What else did Edward tell you?"

He left.

That fucker left me to go hide in fucking Alaska with Tanya?

"I'll handle Newton." My voice sounded cruel. I was pissed. "Come on, Dad."

Charlie cleared his throat and bid goodbye to his dream couple while I stormed down the hallway towards the entrance. Charlie jogged to catch up in the parking lot.

"Hey, kid" Charlie took my elbow and steered me out of the road, toward a side walk.

I tugged my arm out of his grip. "What?" I spat, trying to hold on to my anger. It was slipping, though, slowly being replaced by that familiar, terrible feeling of abandonment.

Thanks, Renee.

Charlie set his jaw, tucking his hands to his hips. "Fuck Edmund, you're worth a million of him."

It was such a nice, positive thing from an adult that I was surprised. "I'm--I'm crying over a boy." I was baffled. "Arent you mad at me? I exposed myself. I ruined everything."

Charlie held out his arms. "You're getting an official Dad hug. Come on. Its gonna be awkward for a minute...there we go...yup. This is a Dad hug." He closed his arms around me and I let myself enjoy the hug. "Bells, I'm not mad. It was an accident. I'm just happy you're okay."

Now I really couldn't stop crying.

On the ride home in the cruiser, I asked Charlie about my truck. He had bought it off a friend of his and I had been delighted by it. It wasn't like Gran's Porsche, but it was so rustic and bohemian and ugh I would die if it was totalled. I hadnt even seen it since the parking lot incident and I barley looked at it.

"I had a friend take it down to La Push." He explained. "I'm paying Jacob to patch it up. Its just got a couple of dents, nothing serious but he said we can pick it up in a couple of days."

I nodded, but then thought about it. "How much?"

"Dont worry about how much, okay? Just relax and get some sleep when we get home, kiddo."

I looked out the window. It was well past midnight and of course, it was raining a bit. I wondered about a lot of things at the moment. I wondered about Gran, Angela, Mike, Renee, whoever the hell Jacob was...Edward. I wondered about him the most.

Tuesday

I skipped school.

I didnt get an ounce of sleep the night before and ended up staring obsessively at the window, hoping Edward would come in.

On top of that, my mind would stray. How was it that I had a memory wipe and yet I felt like I had more problems since I came here? Car accidents, dopey teen boys, vampires... I ended up glowering up at the ceiling, arms crossed over my chest, fuming until dawn.

How dare she? How fucking dare she dump me here? Away from my people, my coven. How dare she take away their faces and their numbers and their emails and how fucking dare she leave me utterly alone and defenseless? I was supposed to be her heir. Did that mean nothing to her? Unless Renee showed up with a new kid somewhere, I was the last living Higginbotham to take over.

Renee made it clear she didn't care for structure or familiar ties. I sometimes wondered why she even got involved with Charlie, of all people and why she went through with her pregnancy with me. She left me in Forks and if it weren't for Gran, I would have stayed here.

How lonely it was laying in a small, empty house. Sure, Charlie was here and I loved my dad which is more than what most witches can say (if they even know their dad) but I grew up living with multiple women of varying ages. They were all young women when I was a kid so it was really like having a bunch of big sisters. I had no one now, no one who really understood and what was worse was...no one to guide me.

I got up out of bed eventually and went downstairs to smoke on the front porch. I had a blanket wrapped around me, covering my head and shoulders and I glowered out into the pouring rain.

Gran planned out my entire future and I went with it because it was expected of me. Sure, I could be a hellion but it's not like I fucking killed anyone. Jesus. I needed to find a way to get in touch with her. I couldn't just pick up and leave for Phoenix, however, because she drained the bank account she would deposit my allowance in. Also, where the fuck was the house? I had clear pictures of it in my head but the address was just gone and I doubt I could even get there by memory because I had none.

A loud meow caught my attention.

I looked down. By the steps, hiding beneath the sodden bush, two yellow eyes peered out me and I was reminded of Edward.

The cat meowed again.

"Hello." I clicked my tongue. "Come for a pet, kitty?"

The cat slipped from the bush, ignoring the rain, and climbed the steps very slowly as he stared at me. He was a beautiful Calico, with one black ear and one red one. His face was mostly white, but the rest of his body was black and red. Like a funny tie dye situation.

"Oh, you're a handsome boy." I tossed out the smoke and picked the cat up, stroking between his ears. He purred.

Ha. He purred like Edward, too. How funny.

I got up, enamored by my new pet, and checked for a collar or any indication he wasn't a stray. "You want milk, kitty?" I stepped back into the house, closing the door behind me.

Charlie was up, brewing coffee and yawning into the fridge.

"Mornin', Bells" He hardly looked at me as I grabbed a towel from the laundry and dried the cat off. "Wanna head to the dinner for breakfast before school?"

I winced. "I guess."

Charlie looked at me finally and caught the expression on my face. "Why don't you stay home today, hm? You look tired."

"Is that really okay?" I felt weird getting permission to ditch when I did it anyway.

"Sure! Here, I'll leave some money for you and you can go get some cat supplies." Charlie said.

I was even more confused. Thrilled, but confused. "I can keep him?"

"Sure, it's just a cat." Charlie scratched the animal behind his ear. "Just change his litter box, please"

I was excited. Gran never let me have a pet before. Everyone thought that all witches had cats and sure, I wanted one but Gran had told me I wasn't responsible enough and I needed to worry about my lessons.

I sat cross legged on the couch drinking coffee and snuggling my new cat. Charlie ruffled my hair and bid me goodbye before leaving. When he was gone, I took the cat into the kitchen and poured him some milk and pet him while I stroked his fur.

"You're just a handsome little guy, huh?" I crooned. "You need a name." I got up and decided to go upstairs and rifle through my books for a name.

Darcy? Nah.

Austin? Nope.

Oh, Atticus might be a good one.

I grabbed another random book off my shelf and opened it, not looking at the title though its hard red cover was familiar to me. There had been a wedge between pages and when I opened it up, I was greeted by a Polaroid of Edward giving me the thumbs up.

Oh my god he was so stupid.

I grinned, putting the picture up on my wall and pinning it in place. I still held the book open and when I looked, a name caught my eye.

The cat curled itself around my legs, meowing.

"How do you like the name Abraham?" I bent down to scratch his ears. "Abraham Van Helsing."

The cat suddenly hissed at something on my bed and I whirled around, raising both hands and stopped short of catapulting Alice Cullen out of my room.

Goddamn vampires had no boundaries.

"Hi, Bella" She smiled. She lay across my duvet on her stomach, ankles crossed and her fist under her chin. "I like your cat, though I think the name Abraham is a little bland."

I looked to the window, seeing that it was shut. "How did you get in here?' I demanded.

"The front door, duh."

God, I needed to lock it more.

"What are you doing here?" I suddenly felt very exposed. There was a difference between Edward seeing me naked with my consent and Alice seeing me in my pajamas without my consent.

Her lips pursed. "I upset you. Sorry, I'm just excited. Edward had been fighting me for weeks on letting me be your friend." She sighed and rolled over onto her back. "I know we'll be best friends, but he was so grouchy and didn't want me to ruin a good thing."

I sat on the bed next to her, peering at her face. "We'll be best friends?"

"Yes." Alice beamed at me. "Oh, I saw that on the first day you came to the school but then Edward and you...started your thing and he didnt want me to get involved." She snorted. "He said you weren't involved anymore so I can be your friend now."

I scowled at the floor. Not involved anymore? So just because we agreed to sleep with other people means we won't sleep with each other.

"Fine!" I huffed. "I'm ditching today. Wanna head to Port Angeles?" I got up and went to rifle through my closet. Charlie left money for Abe, but I had stashed away my own cash. "I need an outfit for Friday."

When I turned around, holding my tin, Alice was sitting up, her eyes round and in awe. "You want to go shopping with me?" she whispered.

"Yes." I was confused by her reaction.

"Yay!" she popped up and Abe yowled at her.

I looked at the cat warily. "Whats your problem?'

"Oh, animals hate us. They know we're predators." Alice waved her hand dismissively. "Dont worry, cats don't taste very good."

I hoped she was kidding.

By the time Biology should have rolled around, Alice and I were trying on clothes in changing room stalls that were side by side.

I liked Alice. Alot. She was warm and bubbly and honest about how something made me look which I really appreciated. She was honest about alot of things.

"So Edward really hasn't been with anyone else?" I was still skeptical of this. How are you an immortal vampire and you just...don't?

"No." Alice tossed something over the top of the small from her end. "Try this on, it'll look good with your skirt."

I did and she was right. She went on while I eyed myself in the mirror. "Women annoyed him, really. I'm sure you've noticed, but girls try to flock to him and he throws the bird seed as far as possible."

Huh.

Edward was gorgeous and smart and he had great taste. Being a good mannered gentlemen was a plus but he wasn't like one of those domineering assholes who had the "I love you therefore I know whats best" mentality.

I stopped myself short, frowning. Edward didn't love me, how could he? I've only known him for weeks and it's been surface level at best...hasn't it?

"And Tanya?' I pressed. "He seems interested in her."

Alice laughed and we left our stalls at the same time. I showed her my outfit and she showed me hers. We both frowned at the ensemble of clothing we each wore and returned to the stalls.

"Tanya and her sisters probably started the succubi rumors." Alice snorted. "They prefer human men to couple with. Tanya had an open crush on Edward but it was really just because he was unattainable. Or, thats what Edward told me."

I picked up my phone from the floor where my purse rested, checking it. My heart raced when I saw that Edward had texted me.

Can I see you?

Can he see me ? He could have yesterday after we came back from the meadow but he didnt.

No. Shit, I shouldn't be mad at that. We both fucked up and who knew what kind of damage control Ward had to do with his family?

Wait! Alice knew!

"Hey, Alice?" I bit my lip. "How mad were you at Edward?"

"Me?' She sighed loudly. "I wasn't. I had seen the accident three seconds before it happened, which meant Edward saw it three seconds before it happened...if he hadnt of done what he did, you would have died and Angela would be brain dead."

I scrambled onto the stool and popped my head over the top of her stall, baffled. "Wait, why would Angela be brain dead?"

"Because your body would have hit hers at a really weird angle." Alice looked up at me, back in her own clothes but barefoot. "Edward saved two lives."

"So he's not in trouble?" I wanted to confirm. I would feel at fault if he was.

"Rosalie gave him hell for it and he's a glutton for punishment so he took it in silence. Rosalie and Jazz wanted to kill the Newton boy."

I winced. "I'll handle Newton. I just need time."

Alice pursed her lips. "Well, hurry. Jazz texted me that Newton has developed a staring staring problem with Edward."

"The best way for me to get something of sentimental value of his is to pretty much show up at his house. Now, I can't do that until Friday, okay? Besides, I have to poke around Seattle." I lowered myself back to the floor. "I have to either make nice with the top coven there or strike a bargain and I dont want them to get wind of any vampires."

I decided on a tight black mini dress with long sleeves that had silver studs going down the arms and the sides. There was an opal cut out of my cleavage. I showed Alice and she liked it so I bought it. I had a pair of thigh high heeled boots I could pair with it.

Alice and I played twenty questions on the car ride back and we found out neither one of us had very food memories of our pasts. She remembered absolutely nothing while I held vague recollections of the past year or so. She asked about magic and spells, the usual stuff anyone would want to know.

It was dark when we returned to Forks and I asked Alice to swing by the hospital so I could check on Angela. As I got out, Alice became distant again. She shook her head and gave me a sympathetic look. "Sorry, Bella" she almost whined. "I have to go, okay?'

"But who is going to give me a ride home?" I asked. I refused to try shadow walking again. I needed another shadow walker for that, someone who could find me if I got lost in the void for too long.

"You'll see!" She smiled sheepishly and I got out of the car, watching her speed away.

Mike was chatting with Angela's Dad when I showed up. He lit up when he saw me over Mr. Webbers shoulder.

"Hey!" I greeted them both. "How is Angela holding up?"

"Good, they're keeping her in a coma for now." Mr. Webber looked tired as all get out. "Caroline is with the boys right now and she wishes she could be here."

We made small talk and Mr. Webber eventually let us see Angela. She looked like an octopus with all those tubes coming out of her. I noticed that they shaved a portion of her head and there was now a large, fresh scar.

"Dr. Cullen works miracles. If he hadnt handled the swelling..." Mr. Webber shook his head. "My poor Angie."

When Mr. Webber looked away, I took a talisman out of my bag and put it on Angela's bedside. It was a positive energy charm, meant to bring good dreams. It was a hastily but carefully made charm, wrapped in silver twine.

Mike noticed. He seemed to notice alot.

"Can I catch a ride with you?" I asked him as we left.

He nodded, smiling softly. We walked slowly towards the parking lot.. "You didn't show up for school today." Mike said. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah, fine, just...didn't want to go." I shrugged. "It was sweet of you to come check on Angela."

Mike blushed a bit. "I've known Angela since we were kids. I've known everyone here since we were kids, so...I mean...its kinda hard. One of our own is laid up in a hospital bed and another one is sitting in jail for it."

"Tyler?" I asked. "Whats the word on him?"

"He's getting charged with a fine for having alcohol on school property. They ruled it an accident but because he was buzzed he won't get his license back and he might do actual prison time."

"Yeesh, what a way to spend senior year" I closed my jacket tighter around me. "Why was he even drinking at school?"

Mike chuckled. "He's just Tyler. He always has to party."

"Mike." I said firmly. "Angela could have died."

Mike stopped walking and set his jaw. I braced myself, knowing full well what I just triggered. "You could have, too, though, couldn't you? Until Cullen popped up and made you disappear." He didn't even sound accusational, just casual.

"What are you talking about?" I played dumb.

"I saw you." He insisted. "I was...I was trying to build up the courage to talk to you again and...then Tyler's van went at you and I saw Cullen fucking fly towards you. It was so fast, I almost didn't see him but then he just touched you and you were both gone." Mike turned pink in the face.

"Why would Cullen want to save me?" I laughed. "He can't stand me."

"I saw it!"

"Okay, Mike" I shook my head. "Look, it was really stressful and I know you care about Angela...do you think you should see someone? A counselor? A therapist?"

Mike stared at me, hurt. "You--I saw you--"

I shut him up with a kiss.

Honestly, it was the easiest way to shut any guy up ever. The kiss was long and tame and I pressed close to him, finding that while the kiss was nice it didn't compare at all to Edward.

That damn vampire ruined me.

When I pulled away, Mike was dazed. "Oh."

"I appreciate that you care, so let me care." I cupped his chin and made him look down at me. "Mike, do not tell anyone this because they will think you're nuts."

Still dazed, he nodded.

I kissed him again after he drove me home. When I got into the house, I found Charlie asleep on the couch with Abe perched on his chest.

Bedtime was easy. I got naked and under the covers and contemplated texting Edward. I stared at our previous message exchange.

Can I see you?

What would I say? I wanted to see him but I was also mad. My attachment to him was becoming a problem. I needed to distance myself for ny own good. As soon as I wipe Mike's memory, I'd wash my hands of Edward Cullen.

Thousands of Miles Away

Edward

Bella never responded.

She didn't want to see me.. Loud and clear.