Author's Note: I have decided not to write Edward's POV for Remeeting because it will ruin the story, I will clear up on that in later chapters.
Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer and I do not own Twilight.
I was in a complete daze in P.E. We were running the track so no one noticed that my mind was not fully there. I kept my a reasonable pace and let my mind wander and sort through everything that just happened.
Just when I finally felt content with my so called "life" he reappears and changes everything. Part of me wanted to run to him and part of me wanted to run from him. I had built up all this anger in me for the past 10 years and his reappearance released it. I swore to myself that I would not let myself get hurt like that ever again. He left me to wallow in my own misery, no matter how much I loved him, it wasn't worth the pain. Then why does my heart skip when I saw him? Why did it jump for joy when he held me? I shook myself out of my stupor and declared that it didn't matter, what matters is that I will not hurt like that ever again.
The coach blew the whistle telling us to go get dressed. I was in and out of the locker room before most people were done dressing. I had History next and it was at the other side of the school. I quickened my pace a bit to make sure I would get there before the bell. I delivered my "I'm new" line to the teacher and took the seat he told me to. I opened my notebook and began to write random words that crossed my mind. Love. Hate. Why. Pain. I smiled mocking myself for thinking about this again. I heard the chair beside me move back and someone sitting down. I realized that I hadn't been breathing so I let out the trapped air in my lungs. I was hit by his scent almost instantly and I snapped my head up to look at the desk beside me.
"Bella, we need to talk," he proclaimed.
"No we don't. You have no right to talk to me or even be in my life." Where did that come from? I had released the pent up anger and it was now uncontrollable.
"Bella I'm sorry," he pleaded. Normally, I would've crumbled and fly into his arms but I the strength of hatred was unbreakable.
"Sorry just doesn't cut it, Edward," I snapped.
The teacher chose that moment to start class and I gladly turned around to pretend like I'm paying attention. I kept my eyes on the teacher at all times and when the bell rang I was out of my seat and out the door before he got up. Of course, fate didn't let me off that easily. When I was at the front doors of the school someone grabbed my arm to stop me. I turned around to see that it was Alice. I sighed, I give up, there was nowhere to run.
"Bella is that really you?" she asked. I really haven't found any solid reasons to hate Alice and I couldn't bring myself to pretend to.
"Yes it's really me," I answered. She bounded at me and hugged me.
"Oh Bella, we're so sorry. Please don't be mad." I smiled slightly.
"I'm not mad at you, Alice," I reassured her. She let go and examined me thoroughly. Then something dawned on her.
"Just me? What about the rest of us and Ed-" I shook my head stopping her.
"I'm not mad at the rest of the family," I stated simply.
"What about-" I interrupted once again.
"I don't want to talk about it." She had a sad look on her face, she was always the happy one and it made me sad to see her sad.
"Bella, he just thought it was the best thing for you," she explained.
"Alice please, I don't want to talk about it. I won't talk to you ever again if you mention him to me one more time," I threatened. She wanted to protest for a moment but then decided better on it. She nodded quickly and I smiled at her. "Would you like to see my home?" I offered in an attempt to cheer her up. Her eyes lit up and she nodded furiously. I laughed and dragged her to my car. I missed her company, she was my best friend before everything came crumbling down on my life.
"Bella, how long have you been a vampire?" she asked. I kept my eyes on the road even though I didn't need to.
"Since the day after you guys left," I answered quickly. I heard her gasp.
"Oh Bella, we had no idea or else we would have come back-"
"I know Alice," I said quietly. She continued to stare at me until I pulled into the driveway. "Welcome to my home," I said mockingly.
She grabbed my arm eagerly and dragged me to the door. I handed her the key encouraging her enthusiasm. She unlocked it swiftly and ran in the house and all around exploring every spot in the house. I collapsed on the sofa and waited for her to finish.
"Bella, you don't live alone, do you?" she asked suddenly appearing at the bottom of the stairs. I laughed at her expression.
"Oh no Alice. Nothing like what you think. He's like my brother. His name is Henry," I answered. She let out a relieved breath and sank down beside me.
"So where is he?" she looked at me curiously.
"Work. He, unlike me, looks old enough to work," I replied casually.
"Bella, you need a serious update for your closet," she reminded. I laughed, typical Alice.
"No Alice, not again." I winced when I realized what I had just said, she frowned too. "It's alright Alice. I'm content now," I lied. I was far from content. Sure, I was content this morning, but I was not content now.
"I think it's time for me to leave now," she whispered. I jumped up off the couch and grabbed my keys.
"Okay let's go," she followed me out remembering to lock the door behind her. I drove her home in silence, we were both occupied by our own thoughts. Only occasionally, she spoke up to point to give me directions to her house. I pulled into her driveway and stopped the car, "Thank you Alice," she smiled warmly at me and hugged me before getting out and walking to the door. The door opened when she reached it, but I didn't stay long enough to see who was opening it.
When I got homeHenry was already there watching a football game. Human or vampire, they certainly do like their sports. "Hey Henry," I said hiding the mixed feelings that was raging inside me.
"Hey Bella. How was your day?" he said conversationally though I knew he didn't want to be interrupted while he was watching his game.
"Fine, yours?" I was trying to make this quick without sounding like it.
"Interesting," he replied.
"I'm going to go upstairs and watch reasonable TV now," I teased.
"Ok, if you can call what you watch reasonable," he shot back. I bounded upstairs to my room and locked the door. I turned on the TV to avoid suspicion and/or questions. I layed on the bed, closed my eyes, and let my thoughts roam free. This was as close to sleeping as I get now.
Author's Note: My New Life readers, have any of you realized that my chapters are much longer than they were? I am very proud of myself for this progress.