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I nearly didn't get out of bed this morning. I had the worst nightmare ever…

I was in my world and for a second, I thought that I was finally back…that I made it, but everything was so different. The world seemed…so silent…

The only thing I was able to hear was my own breathing and it was heavy as if I couldn't get enough air into my lungs. My eyes were just partly open, and everything was so blurry as if you tear up, but no tear falls down your cheeks.

It went on like that the whole night. I couldn't wake up from the nightmare nor could I move in my nightmare. I just laid there, seeing and hearing close to nothing…desperately trying to call out to someone but my lips were glued shut.

And I thought that having a demon chasing you in your dreams is creepy enough…I guess it's not.

I ran my hand over my face as if I wanted to get rid of my gloomy expression. I got out of the truck that was now parked in front of the red house of the Blacks. It didn't take long for one of them to appear and to my surprise it was Billie: "Genesis! Such a nice view on such an awful day."

It really was an awful weather today. The wind was especially harsh and cold, and the clouds were so thick that not an ounce of sunrays could be seen. Maybe the thunderstorm was building up for tomorrow.

"Hi Billie, I hope you're hungry. I brought some Pizza."

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he saw the huge-ass Tupperware with homemade pizza in it.

"Is that homemade pizza? I thought you guys wanted to order some?"

I sighed thinking about how I woke up startled when my alarm finally went off. I put the alarm on 9 AM, just in case, because I was a very heavy sleeper and I usually oversleep the first few alarms. So, the next one was at 10 AM and it went on till 3PM to make sure that I still had time to wash up and get ready, but I was so relieved when the first alarm woke me up. Finally, being free from that catatonic state…

To get my mind off of the nightmare I simply started to make some breakfast for Bella and Charlie, only to find myself having plenty of time left till I was supposed to be here…so I thought, why not making the Pizza myself. At least Jake and my money wouldn't go to waste.

"Yeah…I had a lot of time so…I guess I just wanted us to save the money and made some Pizza myself."

He chuckled as he rolled back with his wheelchair to let me into the house. I closed the door after he came in as well: "Don't get me wrong, we love homemade food it's just surprising. Teens seem to make their life's easier and not more difficult."

"Let's just say that I was bored…"

Billie gave me that stare that he seemed to have trained just for such occasions. I can imagine him standing in front of the mirror and trying every "smile-with-serious-eyes-combination" just to look the way he looks right now.

It was his 'I know what you are trying to do but I will accept it while letting you know that I'm not buying your shit'-stare/smile.

He led me into their kitchen and pointed towards the countertop: "You can just put it there. Please, feel like at home." He gave me a gentle smile

"Thanks Billie. Where is Jake?"

Before he could answer a loud happy voice haled through the small house: "I'm here." A grinning Jacob came in with two DVDs in his hand: "I was out, getting movies that we could maybe watch."

He walked over to me and gave me a quick hug before leaning back and putting the DVDs beside the huge Tupperware of Pizza: "Is that…homemade pizza?" He asked confused. Billy had come over with his wheelchair and smirked: "Yeah, Genny here was apparently bored."

I just smiled at them, not wanting to get any further into it: "What movies did you get?" I reached for the two movies and couldn't help but smile: "Hell yes! Horror movies!" I nearly squealed excitingly. Jacob smiled: "I remembered…when we were smaller you always wanted to watch horror movies instead of Disney movies."

There it was again. This stupid feeling that nearly made me puke. I can't believe that a fictional character knew me so well…

"That is so nice of you, Jake. Which one first?" I held both movies up and looked at him to finally realize that he went red like a tomato. His smile bright and shiny and a glimmer in his eyes, like he was proud of himself for still remembering. Well, at least one of us did. It made me feel bad for not remembering at all…

Because you weren't there.

A voice echoed in my head and I had to prevent myself from plastering a frown on my face. It was not fair to let others know that I'm feeling bad about it, especially towards Jake, who is currently trying to spend some time with his long-lost childhood friend. It's not fair to anyone here…they don't know…they can't know…

"Well, you kids enjoy the movies, I'm off to Harry's."

Confused I furrowed my eyebrows: "You're not staying?"

He was just about to turn around with his wheelchair before he stopped and gave me a gentle smile: "No, I'm too old for Horror movies and Harry and I actually planned some things."

"Bummer, do you want us to walk you over? I could drive?"

He shook his head: "No, don't worry about lil' ol' me. Harry will meet me half a way and help me."

I looked at the Tupperware and frowned a bit. Who is going to eat all that Pizza now? I mean, I know that it was too much even for us three, but without Billie it was impossible…

"Jake could you grab me something to put some pizza onto, so your dad can take it to the Clearwater's."

Jake hurriedly went to a cupboard and took out another smaller Tupperware and gave it to me.

"Oh no, you don't have to, Genny…"

"I made enough for a whole army. At least take some with you as a "thank you" gift for Harry's fried fish that he always sends to dad."

Billie sighed defeated and nodded while I piled the Pizza up. I handed it to Billie, and he gave me a small "thank you" before he was finally able to leave.


I have to give it to Jake. He got some really scary horror movies that I haven't watched yet myself. "Conjuring 2" and "Insidious".

Somehow, I didn't expect this world to have the same movies as my world did, the real world.

I don't even know why I didn't expect that.

"Can I ask you something?" Jakes voice suddenly announced from beside me. I looked towards him, but he was keeping his eyes on the screen of the TV.

"Yeah, sure."

He sighed heavily before he did: "Why aren't you happy here?"

My eyes widened in shock. This one sentence hit me so hard that I felt myself shaking.

"W-what?"

This time he turned towards me. His eyes full of emotions that I couldn't pinpoint.

"It's just…seeing how Bella started to make her own life here and you are…I don't know."

He was about to shake it off with a smile.

"No, please tell me." I urged him making him gulp and look at me as if I wanted to bite his head off or something.

"It's just, you seem so distant. Like you're going to leave…are you going to leave?"

I had to let that sit for a moment. Was it that obvious? Was this the reason why Alice was pestering me as well? Was I showing signs of leaving? I mean, of course I was keeping my distance from the people here because at one point I will have to leave. I will just disappear from their world…from their lives just like they will disappear from mine, so why should I bother with any friendships…I mean, I will be the only one hurt…won't I? Because I will be the only one that remembers, they probably won't remember me…

"I…don't know what to say…"

Jacob turned completely towards me, the movie forgotten: "If anything is bothering you, you can talk to me, Gen."

His eyes shining with sincerity. It was at this moment that I understood why everyone was so obsessed with him. He was the comfort that everyone searches for when they feel unwell. The one person you want to see when something bad happens.

I obviously couldn't tell him the truth. Who wants to hear that they are fictional? Absolutely no one.

And to be honest, at this point I'm not even sure if I am real or not…

"I guess, I'm still getting used to being here."

He frowned at my lame ass excuse: "Alright, just promise me that you won't leave just like that…"

Now I'm getting scared. Is this some kind of Quileute magic that he is having? Something like a foreboding that he is feeling. I'm sure that he didn't really know what was going on, I mean… that much is obvious, but his words are on point with the situation that I'm currently dealing with and it is very scary.

"Why would I leave 'just like that'?" I asked him with furrowed eyebrows to make him feel a bit better.

"Last time you just left as well. It was like you would never come back again. I'm actually happy that I was wrong and that you are here now."

His face was completely red again after he announced that, and I had to hold myself back from laughing at how cute he was.

"Look, I won't leave without at least saying goodbye. Besides, Bella will stay for sure, so don't worry…"

He scoffed while smiling which actually surprised me.

"You don't understand, Gen…Bella was always just your sister, that played with me because you were playing with me. Even now she talks to me because you are talking to me. Don't get me wrong, I like her because she is nice, but you were the one that I actually cared about...and I still do."

FREAKiNG WhAT?!

This was not happening! I repeat; THIS WAS NOT HAPPENING!

"Jake…I thought you have a crush on her?"

He chuckled with his pearl white teeth: "Why would you think that?"

"Uhm…you obviously always get flustered when she is around, and you turn red…and you get shy…"

He looked at me confused before he chuckled once more: "You're mistaking my shyness with feeling awkward, Gen…"

I gawked at him with huge eyes. WTF is even going on right now? What have I done? What do I do now?

WAIT! He didn't confess, it was just him telling me that I was his actual friend and not Bella…so we're still good right? RIGHT?

"But you're supposed to like her." I announced without me even realizing.

"What? Why?" He asked me a bit defensive. Well, I kind of jumped him with that 'accusation' didn't I?

"I don't know, it was just…I don't know." I threw my hands up in frustration not knowing how to answer any further. I messed up! I messed up big time!

Not only is Jake not crushing on Bella, but I also accused him of his character not behaving accordingly.

"Gen, how about we forget the Bella talk and just eat delicious Pizza and continue watching the movie. I'm happy that you at least promised to not leave without saying goodbye…"

He turned towards the TV and took a slice of Pizza from the small table in front of us leaving me gawking at him again.

"No, wait Jake…I'm sorry. I was just kind of expecting things without thinking further or asking."

Jake turned towards me and smiled at me before suddenly messing up my hair with his hand in which he didn't hold the slice of Pizza. He actually made me feel like a little child…

"Don't worry, I'm happy that you know now. You should have just asked me than there wouldn't have been any misunderstanding."

Now what's that supposed to mean…misunderstandings…. pff


When I reached home again, Charlie was on the couch watching a detective show.

"Genny? Is that you?" he asked without turning around and I had to chuckle a bit.

"Yeah, it's me…" I walked over to him and sat down on the other end of the couch seeing that he was watching "Murder, she wrote".

"Really, dad?" I asked him with a laugh, and he turned towards me with an amused sneer.

"There is nothing else to watch and it's funny to see how those producers think the police works."

I shook my head amused.

"How was it at the Rez.?"

He took a sip from his beer bottle that he held in one hand while looking at me.

"It was fun, we were watching horror movies and we were talking a bit."

Yeah, talking…that was leaving a bitter taste in my mouth…

"So, when is the wedding?" He suddenly asked and I couldn't help myself but to take the next pillow that was right beside me and to hit him with it.

"DAD!"

He was laughing his butt off…THE audacity!

"What?! You two were always very close…it's just a matter of time."

I scoffed at him: "Yeah, sure…we are friends dad. Just because a boy and a girl are friends, doesn't mean that they will get married…"

He shrugged while sitting properly again, seeing as I stopped hitting him with the pillow: "Well, I like Jake. He is a good guy and a hard worker. You seem happier with him…"

There it was again. Why were people suddenly calling me out on that?

"I am happy, dad. I don't know why you all keep saying that."

"You don't smile that often, but with Jake you smile as soon as he smiles."

I scoffed: "Can you blame me, he has this look on his face that says, that if you don't smile with him, he'll have a ruined Christmas for the next few years."

Charlie chuckled at my comment: "Yeah, I guess you're right. By the way, Sue called to tell you 'thanks for the pizza', it was gone in seconds because apparently they had a few people over."

"It was no problem. We had more than enough, and she is always making Harry bring over your beloved fried fish…"

I was suddenly interrupted by my phone vibrating in my pocket. I took it out and saw a message from FREAKING CARLISLE CULLEN!

I thought his number was only for emergencies available…maybe it's because of tomorrow.

'Good evening Genesis,

I was asked by a very distressed Alice to contact you.

Apparently, she once again couldn't see your future the whole day,

"not even the hazy parts" as she would call it.

Seeing as you won't give her a "proper answer", you might

Give me one.

So, I hope everything is alright, Genesis and if you have any kind

Of trouble, don't feel afraid to tell me or any of my family members.

We would be happy to help.

I wish you a good night and take care

-Carlisle

…uhm…he deadass wrote me a letter…

This was a letter. At this point I'm asking myself how they survived in this modern world. It was so obvious that something was wrong with them. I mean…look at the message…

Who writes messages like that?

Well, what now…I mean…I obviously must write back, or a screeching Alice will be in my room in the middle of the night.

But do I write a 'letter' or is it alright for me to just write a 'normal' message. This is exhausting! This whole day is so exhausting! Why was everyone suddenly coming at me like that…

Carlisle freaking Cullen…the one person I thought would leave me alone…even he had to make his appearance for the day.

"Is everything alright, Genny?" Charlie asked me with a concerned look. For a second, I forgot that he was right beside me.

"Uh…yeah. I'm good. Just a message from a friend."

He nodded before he turned towards the screen of the TV again. I took that as an opportunity to leave, so I went up to my room and sat down onto my bed exhaustingly.

I stared at the message again. Maybe I should just tell them were I've been. It always happened when I was at the Rez. That's when Alice couldn't see my future at all.

"Hello Dr. Cullen,

Yes, I'm fine. I was at the reservation in LaPush and was hanging out with my childhood friend. Please tell Alice that everything is alright and if something should happen that she will be the first one that I'll contact. Thank you for your concern and have a good night as well."

I hope that was enough of a letter for him. I didn't want to be rude after he made such an effort to write his message like a damn letter…

I laid back onto my back and threw one arm over my eyes when another message reached me.

WTF?! I hurriedly and confused looked at my phone again.

Carlisle Cullen…uhm…okay…soon we'll chat on WhatsApp or what?

"Thank you for telling me. It actually explains a lot. Alice can't see anyone's future that is connected to the reservation or is close to the people there. It is a long story. It is nice to hear that you are still having contact with your childhood friend, she must be happy that you moved back to Forks. And please, do call me Carlisle."

I blinked a few times before I laughed. An image of Jacob in a dress was in my mind once again. It's funny that he assumed that It was a girl in general. Did Bella not tell them? Or was she really not that close to him for her do to so? Besides…it really is connected to the reservation. I wonder why Alice can't see me when I'm there. Is it too much of a distance? But that won't explain why she was able to see me when I was still in "Phoenix".

…and look at that…Dr. Carlisle Cullen stopped writing the message in a form of a letter…

"Please tell Alice to not worry about me that much. I'm save and everything is alright. My childhood friend is a guy…if anything should happen, I think he would be able to help. Yes, it's very nice to catch up with him and make up for the lost time."

I was just about to get up to take a shower when the next message reached me. Damn! Is he writing it with his vampire speed or what?

"I'll tell Alice, but she won't be happy about it. I'm glad that you managed to spend some time with your friend. Have a good night, Genesis."

Well, this was an abrupt end wasn't it. Did I insult him? Was my message rude? I reread my own message but couldn't find any indication of me messing it up. Well, I guess we'll find out tomorrow at the baseball game. If he was cranky about something I wrote, then he'll just have to deal with it. What a day…

I want to go home!