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Ch. 3: Prison

BPOV:

The trees, houses, and woods went by too slowly as I sat in the backseat of my old truck, with Sam and Jacob in the front seat, heading as fast as my truck could towards La Push.

Jake and Sam were apparently arguing in the front seat, in hushed tones. All I could make of it was my name.

"Um, why are saying my name? And being so I quiet, " I asked from the backseat.

They must have forgotten me, because the sound of my weak voice made them jump in their seats.

"It's nothing, Bella. I promise, " Jake said in a guilty tone.

I sighed. They weren't going to tell me anything.

I rolled down the heavy window, and the wind caught my light gray hair. The dancing wind twirled and spun my hair.

All of a sudden I remembered that when I was 18, doing something like this could have gotten me killed, because of my scent.

My scent… I had completely forgotten about that. Would I still smell the same after 55 years?

Probably not. And even if it was there, it couldn't have the same effect. He had probably moved on, and forgotten about his girlfriend that was now 75 years old.

The one he couldn't love anymore.

I wasn't sure of my feelings. I knew I didn't love him, because it was impossible. He was 17 forever, and I was 75.

But I know I would give anything to see his face again, just so I knew that the best year of my life wasn't only a dream.

But of course it wasn't: Because if it were a dream, I would have married him.

Not the one I could never love.

And as I wondered into thought, Jacob and Sam didn't even notice in their quiet argument.

Edward's POV:

The scent hit me, strong and hard as I ran through the forest.

I knew from the night I had spent at her house, watching her sleep, that it was as amazing as ever.

But this time had an even bigger effect. I knew that if the dogs had their way, this would be the last time I ever would inhale her scent again.

But I was determined not to let them have their way.

Alice's POV:

Yes! I pumped my hand up into the air in victory, earning a weird look from Jasper and the rest of the family.

Ignoring them, I skipped up to my room and plopped onto my king sized bed, and smiled.

Everything was perfect.

It had all come a full circle.

But this time, Edward and Bella would get their happy ending.

The one we all deserved.

And the star-crossed lovers will meet again, I thought before jumping up and running towards the door at vampire speed.

And the star-crossed lovers will meet again…

BPOV:

Jake parked the car into the driveway of his new house, with an extra bedroom in there for me.

Sam and Jacob both grabbed a few boxes, and walked be the sagging porch.

Home sweet home.

The one place, possibly the whole world, where the past couldn't back to haunt me.

And I was surprised to realize that I had mixed emotions about this place.

One was intense relief. The pain couldn't come here.

La Push was like a shield, keeping me from the pain of memory.

But in that mind, even mine, La Push was a prison.

A prison keeping me from my past.

But a strange feeling told me that this prison wasn't strong enough.

The past was coming in present, despite the chains.

And despite the bars, it was coming full speed towards the future too.

And unless it slowed down, I wasn't strong enough.

Strong enough to keep from going along with it.

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