Chapter 2: Never Fooled

Chapter 2: Never Fooled

BPOV

I finished packing my things and walked into my mother's bedroom. She smiled as I entered yet still seemed a little startled by my appearance; she closed her book and stood up.

"All done, so soon, I thought it would've taken longer than that." She walked to my room and I followed her.

"I didn't really bring that much; after all it was only for the weekend." I said as I help her lift my suitcase and take it downstairs. My father had insisted on me seeing my mother for a weekend since it had been so long and he knew she missed me, so I decided to go to Phoenix for the weekend, after all I did miss her.

"Right so you've definitely got you're passport and ticket?" She asked me beaming as she finished loading my suitcase in the car. I had chosen a flight rather early in the morning, not wanting to miss school.

"Yes!" But I still checked anyway, just to make her happy. "It's all here." I said patting my travel bag. She hugged me tightly and when we parted I could see the tears in her eyes.

"Mom, don't be silly, we'll still email like we always do, this isn't goodbye." I promised her as I made my way round to the passenger door.

"I know it's just that I miss you so much when you're gone." I gave her a final hug and then got into the passenger seat next to Phil.

"You ready?" Phil asked.

"Yeah." I smiled as he drove away but I could feel the tears welling up as I waved at my mother before we turned the corner and I could no longer see her.

I said goodbye to Phil (which was followed by an awkward hug) and sat at my gate waiting for them to announce that we were able to board the flight. I looked up the screen and saw that the flight was an hour late. I scowled and then turned my iPod on. I decided to listen to some Evanescence and chose a song named Call me when you're sober.

Don't cry to me

If you loved me

You would be here with me

You want me

Come find me

Make up your mind

I listened to the words again. Something felt familiar about these lyrics, like I'd written or experienced them myself. Then it hit me. This was the way I felt when Edward left me. He said he loved me, but he left me. He couldn't make up his mind whether or not he loved me enough to stay.

I hadn't seen Edward since the day I told him I couldn't be with him anymore. I felt sort of relieved the first day as it would have been quite awkward but after a week I started to get quite worried. What if he had gone back to Italy, I wouldn't have been able to live with myself if that was the case. I hunted down Alice and wouldn't leave her alone until she swore to me that Edward was alright.

I knew that I would never stop loving him, he was a part of me, but I couldn't trust him not to leave me again and my heart couldn't take that kind of pain again, I would surely lose my mind. That's why I loved Jacob, everything was easy and safe, I wasn't in danger every second I was with him.

I kept my feelings for Edward at the back of my mind, it wasn't fair on Jacob. Sometimes I wished that they would just go away but then I feel bad as soon as I think that. I did miss Edward though, but I'd never admit it to anyone else. I missed talking to him, seeing him, even the feelings I got when I was near him.

But I loved Jacob and I was happy with that. Even though he was a werewolf I still felt a lot safer than I ever did with Edward. A woman came to the desk and said that they were now boarding the plane. I got up, gave my ticket and showed my passport. I took one last look at Phoenix then I boarded the plane.