I definitely do not own Twilight - but you guys all knew that already. Anything from the book is in bold! I hope you enjoy!

"I would like to ask one favour, though, if that's not too much to ask", he said.

"Anything", I vowed, my voice faintly stronger.

"Don't do anything reckless or stupid", he ordered, no longer detached. "Do you understand what I'm saying?"

I nodded helplessly.

Chapter one

I've cried, yelled, shouted in my sleep until my throat rang dry, begged to a higher power for him to come back for four months. Four months. Four months I sat alone in the lunch hall, sat where he sat – where they sat, tried to recreate any memories we may have left, tried to feel anything he may have left.

But nothing. Just silence and sadness. An empty ache in my chest, in my body, that sounds throughout across my bones, a dull throb that I'm sure is written across my gormless expression.

This morning is no different to the others.

My tears fall freely and often, still; that well will never dry. But I'm used to the sadness in my chest, it's the only thing I have left of him. He made sure of that. Edward. My mind calls out to him. And still, nothing. It will always be nothing.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, swirling the soggy clumps of cereal around in my bowl mindlessly. Thinking of him, I'm always thinking of him. That's until someone drags me away from my solemn reverie.

"That's it, I'm sending you home", Charlie comes barging into the room.

Slowly, I lift my head. "I am home".

"I'm sending you to Renee, to Jacksonville."

"You can't, please", my voice fills with panic. "I won't go".

"Bella, you aren't living any sort of life here. When was the last time you saw your friends? Went out? Had fun?"

He's right, but Edward was my world, completely. I never needed anything else. I have no response – and Charlie knows it.

"Please, don't send me away", my voice begins to crack. The tears are always there, and it doesn't take much for them to begin their descent down my face.

"Bells", Charlie reaches out to touch me, but I recoil from it. "Look", he runs a hand through his hair, his eyebrows are knitted closely together, the stress is evident under his eyes, "how about this?"

Wiping my tears, I wait for him to continue. My hands are knitted together under the table, my whole body tense with worry.

"You have a month. Go see your friends, join a club, heck, maybe give ol' Jacob Black a call", he suggests, smiling. "But, if there's no improvement after a month, then, Bells, I'm not going to have another choice", his smile falls.

"A month?", I question, my body relaxes. "I can do a month", I plaster a big smile on my face; I know he can see right through inauthenticity of it. "Thanks, dad", jumping up from my chair with a little too much enthusiasm, I lean over and give Charlie a peck on the cheek. My whole body yells, my heart breaks a little more, but still, I grab my backpack and wave a cheery goodbye as I leave for school.

Jumping into my car, I keep up the smiley routine until I drive away.

Pulling over at the side of some road, I let out a breath. Sometimes crying hurts too much, sometimes the numb is easier, but if I was doomed into doing something then I best prepare for that.

Starting my car back up, the engine roaring at me, I continue my drive to school. I never let my thoughts drift anymore, for if they do, I'm sure I won't be able to get them to not drift back him.

It's not long before I pull up at school.

Lauren, Jessica, Angela are talking across the school lot; it's only Angela who still tries to make an effort with me. Today, I'm grateful for that. She smiles and raises a small wave toward me, it's unexpected for me to return it – except today, I do.

She waves me over – her smile getting larger as she realises I noticed her.

Tentatively, I drag my body over to the group. My feet refuse to pick themselves up under the concrete and my shoulders slump further into themselves. Taking a deep breath, I straighten my body, and try, once more, to smile.

"Bella! Good morning!", Angela greets me happily, "how are you?"

Lauren barely looks at me, and Jessica eyes me cautiously – but curiously.

"Hi, Angela", I don't tell her how I am, for I fear she'll know I'm lying. "Hey, Jess. Lauren", I smile meekly toward them.

"Oh, hi, Bella", Jess says coolly. Lauren only continues to sneer at me, her gaze glowering into me.

"I was wondering", I take a breath to calm my nerves, "is anyone free to see a film tonight?"

Jessica and Lauren share a look.

"I'm sorry, Bella! Ben and I are going on a date tonight", Angela smiles softly toward me.

"Jess?", I ask.

She stutters slightly, "yeah, I guess I'm free".

I turn to Lauren and notice that she's glaring in Jess's direction.

"No, I'm busy doing something else", Lauren turns to me.

"Oh, okay", I smile to her. "Well, just me and you then, Jess", I say.

"Yeah, should be fun", Jessica looks to the ground. "I'll pick you up tonight, I guess".

"Great! It'll be fun", my enthusiastic voice overcompensates the situation. And silently, we all walk to class together.

So that's pretty tame, right? It's a slow burn, but just y'all wait... just y'all wait! If you want to read more, then I'd be a happy girl if you left a review/ rating. I'm desperate, hi love me, thanks!