Disclaimer: I do not own any of the amazing characters that are from Twilight or New Moon, although I wish I owned Edward :P, but those characters that you don't recognize from Stephenie Meyer's books I do own.

You must have read Twilight and up to chapter 3 in New Moon.

1. Port Angeles

Bella's pov

"And I'll make you a promise in return," he said. "I promise that this will be the last time you'll see me. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without anymore interference from me. It will be as if I never existed."

I tried to breathe normally. I needed to concentrate, to find a way out of this nightmare.

"Goodbye, Bella."

"Wait!" I cried out my final words to Edward. Tears fell from my eyes as the pain reawakened for a new day. I buried my face in my pillow and my eyelids clenched together, trying to hold back the tears, but the only thing I could see was him, darting as fast as a bullet away from me. I was tired of crying, but every time his face glowed in my mind they would start forming. My heart felt like it was being ripped to shreds all over again as his cold words repeated themselves over and over again,

"It will be as if I never existed."

But that was a lie. He was always in my mind. He's my drug and I'm still very addicted to him.

My alarm clock rang loudly. I lifted my head out of the tear – soaked pillow and stared at the blurred numbers, 6:30. Time to get ready for school.

I walked into Algebra with Mike and Angela. They were talking about the football game tonight, but my mind was elsewhere like it always is.

"Bella, are you going?" Mike asked. I looked over towards them and my eyebrows furrowed,

"Going where?" I asked mindlessly. Both of them laughed awkwardly, thinking that I'm some brainless buffoon.

"To the game, tonight at six?" Angela rephrased.

"Oh, probably not, I'm not much of a football fan. I just might go to Port Angeles" I replied. We sat in our seats next to each other and I opened to page that was written on the board. I huffed as I saw the quadratic formula spread on the page. Great, another day in math where I don't understand anything.

As Mrs. Crabtree droned on how to find 'x' I was lost, like I was locked in a dark room and finding a way out was impossible. I didn't know what to do with myself now that Edward was gone. It seemed as if my soul has left my body.

Once I got to lunch, things were a little better, only because I had food. I sat down to Jessica and Mike with Angela, Eric and Tyler. Angela and Eric were working on the newspaper feature, but weren't getting any good ideas. Jessica has joined the prom committee and since then, she has been peppy every minute of every day.

"So, I think that there should be like, a…," she stopped for a brief moment to think, "a Winter Ball before Christmas break." The guys were confused and they all just stared at here with a blank look.

"What's a Winter Ball?" Tyler asked as he took a manly bite into his burger. Jessica rolled her eyes at the stupidity and Angela scoffed.

"It's a dance, don't you guys think it'll be fun? Just like prom last year, except better," everyone nodded in agreement with her and she looked to me, "Bella, don't you agree?"

"Um, yeah, that sounds pretty cool" I answered, not knowing what to say because I'm a dancing idiot with two left feet. A big smile spread across her face.

"Great, I'll have to bring it up at committee tonight. And once it's final, we're going dress shopping" she giggled excitedly.

"You know, that's a great topic for the paper! We could have an article about the idea and have like a student poll" Angela offered. That comment made Jessica bounce in her chair with pure joy.

"Oh, this is going to be amazing! Mike, I could be starting a new tradition here at Forks High" she laughed. Everyone laughed with her, and I just weakly bit into my apple and then sat as a witness to the rest of their conversation.

Once the day was over, I walked to the parking lot alone. My truck was parked next to Tyler's van. I opened the passenger side door and threw in my bag. When I slammed the door shut, my eyes almost veered over to where Edward's Volvo would park, but I quickly shut them and cautiously walked over to the driver's side. I got inside my truck and turned the key. The low, but ferocious grumbling came from the engine and I backed out and escaped school for another weekend.

I decided to go to La Push to see if Jacob wanted to go to Port Angeles tonight. I know he hangs out with Quil and Embry after school. Half way through my drive it started to downpour. At this point, if he were here, Edward would have convinced me to let him drive. But when I glanced next to me, all that was sitting there was my bag. I bit my lip as I turned to stare at the road, but my concentration was still on Edward.

My vision blurred as tears started to form and I closed my eyes for what seemed like a second. When I opened them, my foot became like lead and slammed down on the brakes. My tires skidded against the soaked pavement and the back of my truck fishtailed. When my truck finally came to a stop I was sideways in the road with the monster glaring through my window. I cut the engine and the curiosity in me rolled down the passenger's side window. My pupils widened when I could see the beast clearly. It had large, yellow eyes that shined greatly against its black fur. Its teeth, every one looking like fangs, were bared, like it was trying to protect its property. The ears were laid down and it clicked. This monster that was staring menacingly at me was some kind of wolf, a very big wolf. Its ear perked up as it heard a distant sound and responded with a long howl, and then it romped through the woods. I shakily let out a breath that I'd been holding. My fingers grasped the key and turned the engine on. Then I sped out of there, like a criminal escaping the scene of a crime.

When I reached La Push High, it had stopped raining so hard by then, I slowly pulled up to the front parking lot and noticed three extremely tall guys standing in front of the school, looking at me with smiles on their faces. Two of the guys had long hair, but the tallest had shorter hair. I squinted and noticed that it was Jacob. I turned off the engine quickly and hopped out of the truck. I started to sprint my way over to them, but as usual, I tripped over my own feet. But I wasn't met by the cold pavement; instead I was greeted by warmth.

"Watch where you're walking Bella, I wouldn't want Charlie to pull his shotgun on me because I let you get a cut here" he laughed. He pulled me up with one arm.

"Thanks," I said. I looked up at him and I still didn't believe that this was him. "Jacob, have you been eating miracle grow or something? You're like two feet taller than the last time I saw you!" He chuckled as his hand rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I guess that's what my dad has been sneaking in my food. So what brought you down here today? I haven't seen or heard from you in about a month or two" he asked. I sighed, realizing that I have been out of it since Edward left.

"Well, I was just wondering if you wanted to hang out down in Port Angeles today?" I offered. A wide, sparkling smile spread across his face.

"Sure, that'd be great. Can we stop by my place so my dad knows?" he questioned and I nodded in response. "Cool, let's g--," he stopped talking when he looked over his shoulder. A new kid came running from the forest to the side of the school. I saw Jacob's jaw clench and his fists tighten. "Bella, get in your truck." He marched over to Quil and Embry as the other guy came running towards them. I stood there watching but nothing was happening because Jacob knew that I was there. I opened the door and got in, but my eyes didn't move from the group. I saw the kid's lips quiver as he tried to explain himself for something. I could tell that he was in trouble for something. I saw his hand lowly fling to my truck and at that point, Jacob had the guy's shirt gripped in his hands and he yelled in his face. The new kid turned to stare at me apologetically. My mouth dropped as I could clearly see the color of his eyes. They were yellow. This wasn't possible, it's just a coincidence. I don't know what I would do if I had to deal with another group of mythical beings. My concentration was broken by the opening of the door on the other side of me. Jacob climbed inside and his head almost touched the ceiling of the car.

"Sorry 'bout that, there were…complications" he said. I turned the key and the roar of the engine started, and I slowly backed out of the space.

"Oh," I didn't really know what else to say, "Who is he anyways?" I pulled out onto the road slowly and made my way towards the Black's house.

"His name is Mike, he's new to La Push. He doesn't really understand the rules" he briefly explained. My eyebrows furrowed to how he emphasized 'the rules'.

"There are rules to hanging out with you?" I asked, "I'm not breaking any, am I?" He laughed loudly, almost like a howl.

"Nah, you're not breaking any rules," I gave a fake sigh of relief, but still wondered about the answer to the first question, "So why did you want to bring me to Port Angeles?"

"Well, Charlie has been wanting me to get out of the house an--"
"And we're just hanging out so Charlie will get off your back?" he asked. I shook my head immediately. That wasn't the case, I really did want to hang out with him, I just wanted to do it when I felt more like myself.

"No, this is a leginament hang out, I haven't talked to you in forever" I said. I looked over to him and he was snickering to himself. "What's so funny?" His dark eyes glanced up at me.

"You are. I wasn't being serious; I mean even if that was the reason, I wouldn't care. At least I get a chance to be with you" he admitted. I knew my cheeks were turning a light pink.

"I really thought you were serious, and if that were true I would have to punch you" O laughed. Again he let out a howling chuckle.

"Please, you'd hurt yourself more than me!" I nodded in agreement and we laughed together. We stopped by his house quickly, to let Billy know that I wasn't kidnapping his son.

*7 pm, Port Angeles*

"That was probably the worst movie I've seen" Jacob howled. He threw the empty tub of popcorn in the trash along with our empty sodas.

"Did you really expect for a movie called 'Don't Look In The Basement' to actually be good? It was a B rated movie made in 1973, of course it's going to be so cheesy it hurts" I laughed. Jacob stopped and rubbed his stomach.

"I'm hungry" he said. I chuckled to myself.

"Really? You just ate all the popcorn!" I said. He looked over to me and rolled his eyes.

"You had a few pieces Bella, besides I'm a growing boy!" We saw that there was a small restaurant across the street and Jacob grabbed my hand as we walked towards the building. His hand was soft around mine and the incredible heat made my entire body warm.

"Don't you ever get cold?" I asked randomly. He looked back at me with his eyebrows raised and he scoffed.

"Never, I'm always warm" he told me. We stepped into the restaurant and someone brought us to a booth by the Christmas lighted window. There was a relaxing song playing in the background. We opened the menus and looked over them silently.

"So how do you cope?" I heard Jacob ask. I knew exactly to what he was referring to, but I decided to pretend like I didn't.

"Cope with what?" I asked. I heard him place his menu against the table and his hand pulled mine down. His deep brown eyes gazed into mine.

"You know what" he said. I slumped in my chair and crossed my arms. My eyes stared blankly at the Christmas lights next to us.

"I don't" I clearly stated. I bit down on the side of my cheek gently as I felt tears starting to form.

"Bella, you can't just sit back and not do anything. He left you and you have to get over it. I know that in the past months you haven't been talking to anyone really, Charlie talks about it all the time with my dad. But you need to start being Bella again, not just a shell. You have to get ov--"

"You have no idea how much I love him Jacob. I know that I'll never get over him unless he comes back to me, or if I find him somewhere. He's the other half of me. So getting over him is just not an option" I told him, almost in tears.

"Listen, I know that you love him, but he's just some bloodsucker who left because it was convenient for him an--" My hands slammed on the table.

"Wait, bloodsucker?" I asked. "Do you believe in those 'stupid legends' now?" His jaw clenched and his eyes closed.

"That's not important. I'm going to protect you from this happening to you again, I'm not letting you get hurt like this again" he said. I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I stood up from my chair and started towards the door. "Bella, where are you going?"

"Home" I called out behind me. I heard him charging up behind me.

"You have to take me with you" he said. I shook my head.

"No I don't, I think you can walk" I spurted out coldly. I shoved the door open and made my way to the truck.

I opened the door to my truck and slammed it as I got in. I balled my hands into fists and repeatedly hit the steering wheel. If Jacob supposedly didn't believe in those Quilette legends, then why would he call Edward a 'bloodsucker'. There was something different with him, more than just a growth spurt. I turned on the ignition and made my way towards home.