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Twilight is not mine.

BPOV

He gently cups my cheek as he leans forward. My eyes drift close and I anticipate the moment his lips will touch mine. His hand moves down my cheek and lands on my neck. His grip begins to tighten. My eyes pop open and the green eyes I was expecting have been replaced by menacing black ones.

"Bella, Bella, Bella. I told you I'd find you. Did you really think I'd forget?" He whispers in my ear.

I wake up screaming, drenched in sweat. My legs tangled in the blankets as I topple out of bed. My eyes dart around the room looking for anything out of the ordinary.

''It was a nightmare Bella, only a nightmare.'' I tell myself as I stand up and head towards the bathroom.

I peal out of my clothes and start the shower. I step in and begin to relax as I let the hot water wash my nightmare away. I stay under the spray until the water runs cool and the details from my nightmare become less and less clear.

After my shower I get dressed in the nicest top and jeans I own and attempt to fix my hair. This proves to be rather difficult without a proper brush. I'm just glad the hotel provided a mini comb. I give myself one last glance in the mirror as I pull on my coat and set off for the lobby. It's empty when I arrive.

"Mrs. Cope?" I call out and an older man steps out from the back.

"Oh hello you must be Bella. I'm Mr. Cope. My wife and I own this motel." He reaches out to shake my hand.

"Hello sir. I was just coming to pay for tonight." I say as I hand him the money. He does a quick count and hands me a receipt

"Alright dear you're all set. Have a good day." He waves as he disappears into the back again. I pull my hood up, give myself a mental pep talk, and set off towards the nearest store.

I spend all day looking for work. I stop at every store, making sure I leave no stone unturned. Hardly anyone is hiring, they all say something similar to what Angela said at the diner. School in session which means less everyday business but check back near the holidays. A few of them suggested I try Port Angeles.

The few places that are hiring handed me applications and said to bring it back once it was filled in. Looking them over made me realize I wasn't going to be able to get a job easily. I don't have an address to put down let alone a photo ID. Despair was beginning to set in.

While heading back to the motel I decide to stop by the grocery store to pick up a few things. I grab a cart and head in, picking up things that will fill my stomach on a low budget. I grab crackers, peanut butter, little cups of microwaveable macaroni and cheese, and some bottled water.

I'm heading towards the registers when I notice the two girls who were sitting with Mike walk in. They see me and lean in to whisper to each other. ''This can't be good'' I mutter as accidentally push my cart into the person in front of me.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention to where I was going." I ramble out an apology.

The woman I hit with my cart just laughs it off. "Not a problem sweetheart. My niece does it all the time."

I look up at her and the first thing I notice are her eyes. They look just like the ones I dreamed about last night. My eyes sweep over the rest of her and I notice that she is very beautiful and dressed impeccably well.

"Are you new to town? I don't believe I've seen you before. Do you go to school with my son?" She smiles at me.

"Yes ma'am, I'm new to town. I just moved here yesterday." I tell her as a very handsome man walks up and puts his arm around her waist. He's a whole head taller than her with blonde hair and dark blue eyes. Seeing them together confirms that these must be Edward's parents. He is a 50/50 split of his parents. What is it with this town and beautiful people? Is it in the water?

"Please call me Esme, and this is my husband Carlisle. Are your parents with you? I would love to meet them." She asks, her eyes darting around.

"No ma'am...I mean Esme." I correct myself as she gives me a look. "I…I'm…we just needed a few things."

"Oh, well that's okay. I would love to get together with them soon. It's always nice meeting new people." She smiles at me again.

"I will mention it to them." I say trying to maintain my composure. I can already tell my mom would've loved Esme. I can picture them together, giggling as they gossip like teenagers. I look down so they won't notice as my eyes begin to water.

"Well I should get going before they think I'm lost. It was very nice too meet you Esme, Carlisle." I say as I head towards the checkout.

"You too Bella! Hope to see you around soon" she says as she and Carlisle head toward the produce section.

I get into line and notice a stationary kit in the clearance bin near the register. I pick it up and add it to my purchases. I need to write Shirley a letter soon, let her know I arrived safely and thank her again for all she did for me. I pay for my items and head back towards the motel.

I'm about two blocks away when I hear footsteps closing in behind me. Someone roughly shoves me from behind and I stumble to the ground, landing hard on my hands and knees. The pain in my left wrist is instantaneous.

"Hey! Get back here!" I hear someone yell from across the street. A few moments later they grab my elbow and help me stand. I look up to see it's the short girl from the diner, Alice I believe her name is.

"Those bitches! Are you okay?" She asks as she bends down to pick up my bags for me.

"I think so. Thanks." She glances down at the wrist I'm holding against my chest.

"I'm Alice Brandon. Can I see your wrist…?" she trails off.

"Bella." I say as I hold out my arm. She gently takes it and examines it.

"Well Bella I'm no doctor, yet, but I think it might be fractured." She lets go and I quickly pull it back to my body.

"Come on. I'll take you to the hospital." She starts to head back across the street carrying my bags.

"NO!" I yell, stopping her in her tracks. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout. I can't go to the hospital. I um, I can't afford it." I mumble looking down at my feet. Its embarrassing admitting you can't afford something as simple as a doctor's visit when you possibly have a broken bone.

"Oh, well at least let me take you to see my Uncle. He's a doctor and he doesn't bill my friends." My eyes snap up at the word friend. I've never had a friend besides my mom.

"Friends? But you don't even know me." I feel close to tears again. At least if I start to cry now I could blame it on the pain.

"Yes friends. I can already tell that you and I are going to be best friends Bella. Don't doubt me." She says with a smile and heads towards her car. "Coming?" she calls noticing I haven't moved.

I cross the street and climb into her car. "Buckle up Bella. I'm not exactly known for driving the speed limit" she giggles as she speeds off.

"My Uncle lives on the edge of town. It takes about twenty to get there. How do you feel?" She asks keeping her eyes on the road.

"I'm okay. You really don't have to go to all this trouble for me." She glances over for a moment before she focuses back on the road.

True to her word about twenty minutes later she turns off the main road and heads down a dirt path. As we come around a bend my eyes widen at the sight before me. A huge three-story home with a wraparound porch sits in the middle of the woods.

"Impressive, isn't it?" Alice says as she turns her car off. "My Aunt is a world famous architect. She has even designed for royalty!" She steps out and heads towards the front door.

I get out of the car and follow her up the stairs. She opens the front door and dances across the threshold. I stand on the porch unsure if I should follow her in or not.

"Bella aren't you coming in?" She calls from inside. I wipe my feet on the welcome mat, step in and shut the door as quietly as I can.

When I turn around I think my jaw actually hits the floor. The foyer has a giant chandelier that sparkles like it's made up of thousands of diamonds and the marble flooring is so polished it only adds to the sparkle effect. I feel like I just stepped into a fancy hotel, but it somehow still has a homey feel to it. There is a big round table in the center with a vase full of fresh flowers. Alice grabs my good hand and pulls me into the next room.

The room is gigantic. On one end of the room there are two big white couches, a glass coffee table sits in-between them, the biggest TV I have ever seen, and a big fireplace with so much detail carved into the stone. The other side of the room holds a shiny black grand piano and a table that could easily seat twenty or more.

The back wall of the room is completely made of glass and as Alice leads me towards the table I can see why. The view is phenomenal. Mountains and trees as far as the eye can see. Just based off the view alone I can see why her Aunt is in such high demand.

"Bella take a seat and I'll go find the good Doctor." I sit down as she leaves the room. My eyes take in every detail of the room. It's spectacular. I zone out while admiring the view again but snap back when I hear someone clear their throat. I look around my eyes nearly pop out when I see Edward leaning against the doorframe.

"Hello again Bella." He says, his velvety voice wrapping around me. He pushes off the doorframe and sits down across from me. I look down as I feel the blush rise in my cheeks. I hear a soft laugh and look up to find him staring at me.

"Hello Edward. How are you?" How are you?! What the fuck Bella! His soft laugh rings out again.

"I'm good. How is your wrist? Alice said you were pushed." He looks at the wrist I'm still holding close to my body. "Is that blood on your shirt?" he sounds pissed.

I look down and see a bit of blood. I guess I scraped my hands worse than I thought when I hit the ground. "It's okay. I really hate to bother Alice's Uncle. Especially at his home."

"My father won't mind." He says as Carlisle and Esme step into the room. I should have guessed this was his house.

"Bella dear what happened?" Esme asks as she sits next to me.

"I fell." I say as Carlisle crosses the room and asks to see my wrist.

Edward leans back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest. "Alice said Jessica and Lauren Stanley pushed her from behind."

"Well Bella, the good news is it's not broken. Bad news you'll need to wear a brace for a few weeks. Edward will you please grab one from my office?" Carlisle says as he flips my hand over looking at my palm.

"Bella how long have you had these shards of glass in your palms?" Carlisle questions me as soon as Edward is out of the room. He looks up from my hands. "I can tell it's not from today."

I'm hesitant to tell, afraid he'll call the cops or something. I know my delayed response isn't helping me. I sigh and tell him. "Over a week or so Sir."

"Bella, Please call me Carlisle." He looks at his wife and releases my hands. "I'm going to go get my tools set up. We need to get the glass out and clean it before it becomes infected." He stands and leaves the room.

"Well Bella, looks like you're joining us for dinner." Esme says with a smile as she heads toward the kitchen. "Hope you like chicken parmesan!"

An hour later I'm sitting in Dr. Cullen's office as he pulls the last shards out of my hands. "Well Bella, I think that's it." He says as he drops the last piece of glass onto the tray.

"Thank you Carlisle. My hands feel a lot better now." I say as he wraps them up.

"You're welcome dear." He says as Alice pops her head in the door.

"Esme says dinner is ready and everyone is waiting on you two. If Emmett doesn't eat soon he said and I quote 'I'll waste away to nothing! Is that what Dr. C wants? For me to waste away?'" She rolls her eyes. "And he says Rose and I are drama queens."

Carlisle lets out an easy laugh. "Bella go ahead with Alice, I just need to clean up. Tell Esme to serve before I have another patient on my hands."

Alice takes my hand and pulls me through the hallway. "Alice, I just want to thank you again for helping me." She stops and turns towards me.

"No need to thank me. Like I said you and I are going to be best friends." She smiles and pulls me into a hug. "Now come on I'm starving!"

We turn the corner and I am shocked to see so many people. The whole group from yesterday is here along with three couples around Esme and Carlisle's age.

"Bella I would like you to meet my boyfriend Jasper, his sister Rosalie, and their parents Charlotte and Lieutenant General Peter Hale." They nod as she continues with the introductions. "This is Emmett and his parentsBree and Riley McCarty." They show off their dimples as they smile at me. "And last but certainly not least my parents, Victoria and James Brandon! Everyone this is Bella!"

Embarrassed by all the attention I mumble out a hello and feel my cheeks heat. Thankfully, Dr. Cullen walks in and claps his hands together. "Well, shall we eat?"

I follow everyone else toward the table, feeling like I'm intruding on a family event. I'm so lost in my thoughts that I trip over my own feet. Just as I begin to fall two strong arms wrap around me.

"Careful Bella." Edward says lowly. "I don't think you want to take another trip to my dad's office this soon."I feel my blush come back as he puts his hand on my lower back and guides me to my seat. When we get there he pulls my chair out for me. I sit down quickly and look at my plate.

When I hear everyone begin to eat and talk to each other I risk a glance at Edward. He is sitting across from me talking to Jasper. As if he knows my eyes are on him, he looks my way. The smile he gives me is breathtaking.

"What do you think Bella? Will you?" Alice turns to me.

"I'm sorry what?" I didn't even realize she was talking to me. She glances over at Edward, then back to me.

"I was just asking if you wanted to come shopping with us tomorrow. We are going to pick out our Halloween costumes and could use your opinion. " She laughs.

"Sure Alice. I would love too." She bounces in her seat.

"Great!" she says as she turns back towards her mom and beings to talk about ideas for her costume.

As I pick up my fork and begin to eat, I take another peek at Edward. He is deep in conversation with his dad. I look back down at my dinner, I don't want to be caught staring again.

I have a feeling it's going to be a long night.