I put my hand on Blaine's shoulder as he spoke again.

"When I come back, there'll be something waiting for you in this tree house."

"Really?"

"Yes. Of course, it may be a while before I get back." He gave an attempted (and failed) smile.

"Of course. But please be sure it's no more than a year, 'kay?"

"I can't make any promises about when, but I'll definitely be back."

Then a look on his face told me that he just remembered something. Then, so quickly I would've missed it if I had blinked, he removed something from his pocket.

Something immediately felt different about my hand. Not wrong, just different. I looked down and beheld a thin, silver band around my middle finger.

"It's a promise ring. Well, sort of. It's to remind you that I'll come back." He turned and kissed the top of my head.

"I wouldn't dare forget," I said.

We stayed up until five in the morning—much later than he had ever kept me up—talking about… stuff.

I was so tired, that I didn't even realize that I was falling asleep.

I woke up a few hours later, damp with dew and alone.

As I sat up, I noticed that my hand was wrapped around a piece of paper.

I unfolded it and read:

Emile,

Sorry I had to leave before you woke up. Don't bother to look for us, as most traces of us living in Forks are gone, now.

I promised I'd be back—and I will. I love you, Em. Never doubt it.

The Cullens and I want you to be safe. Remember to stay away from unnaturally beautiful strangers!

Yours always,

Blaine

I could nearly hear him laugh as I read the last line. Nearly.

I glanced down at the silver ring that adorned my finger, remembering the exact words he had spoken.

"…It's to remind you that I'll come back."

I went inside quietly and snuck up to my room. I knew my mom had just gotten home an hour before, and would be asleep.

I stowed the note with the other one in my dresser, knowing I would want to read it repeatedly.

As months passed, I noticed a significant change in Bella's behavior and appearance. She seemed to be getting better after some time.

I, myself, found comfort in reading the last note Blaine left me. One day, I noticed a pinprick in the paper.

"What the…?" I held it up to the light, and found three more. I didn't understand at first, but then I read the words they were next to—Look in the safe.

"Safe? What safe?" I sat, deep in thought, for quite a while. Then it occurred to me that he may have had one in his bedroom.

"It's not trespassing if he told me to, is it?" I asked myself. I shook my head and began planning.

The next Saturday, I left my house with a backpack full of tools I was going to use to break in. When I got to the empty house, I was surprised to find it unlocked.

I ran through the house, looking for the single room in which there was a safe. I went through three bedrooms before I found the right one.

I sat on the floor next to the safe and took out the list of possible combinations. First, I tried his birthday. Then I tried the date he was changed. That didn't work either.

I was stumped. Okay, so the list wasn't really a list, but it was all I had.

I looked at my silver ring in despair—then immediately brightened.

"The ring! Of course!" It was my last chance at getting into the safe. I pulled the ring off and scanned the inside of it. Three simple words were engraved inside of it.

I love you. It gave me enough information to continue.

I turned the knob of the lock and mumbled to myself.

"Nine… twelve… twenty-five… Ha!" The safe swung open….

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