Chpt. 6

I made it home, through the front door, and into my bed room before I burst into tears. My mom had always taught me that crying showed weakness but at this moment I was weak. The one guy who I thought could actually love me for me, who would stay true even if the distance was far, hadn't. Peter had betrayed me, but worse than that he left me alone, and wasn't even man enough to admit it.

My heart was pounding in my chest but I don't know how because my heart was so broken that I couldn't feel, anything. I sobbed until my eyes ached and my throat was dry and my voice cracked.

My life was over.

Chpt. 7

You said that you would love me forever! And yet you've torn my heart out of my chest while it was still beating and tore it in half. I love you but you obviously don't know the first thing about love. Love if\s based on trust, trust is earned through challenging situations and when the going got tough, you broke. Not only did you break, you shattered something else, my trust in you. And since love cannot exist without trust then this is obviously not love, and so we have nothing left, because with the breaking of love and trust you also loss the benefit of friendship. So Peter Nathaniel Henderson we as a couple and as friends are over.

Sincerely,

Isabella Marie Swan

By the time she had finished typing she couldn't see from the amount of tears coming out of her eyes. She knew they were over and that he obviously did not love her but it still hurt, a lot. She had trusted him, trusted that he would be faithful and able to stand up to the temptation of distance but he had failed, epically. Bella hit send on her ancient dial-up internet computer, shut down the computer, stumbled to her bed and finally allowed her self to totally and completely loose it. Charlie wasn't home so she wasn't worried about him thinking it was his fault she was crying or that she wanted to go home because she did NOT want to go back to L.A. especially not now. Bella rolled over cried until her eyes were completely dry and then allowed herself to be taken over by the exhaustion that crying entailed.

Chpt. 8

I didn't even hear Charlie come home. After I had cried I fell asleep, this town really doesn't help a depressed person stay awake. Charlie peeked his head into my room saw me laying there sleeping and left. I woke up about four hours later wandered downstairs to find Charlie watching base ball. I stumbled into the kitchen for some food when something caught my eye. There was a note for me on the counter all it said was, "Bella a boy called, said his name was Mike, would like you to call him back at…"

Bella had no memory of Mike and she wasn't really doing anything else so she dialed the number. It rang, and rang, and rang and then "Hello?"

"Hi is this Mike?" asked Bella.

"No, Mike isn't here, but if you'll give me your name I'll have him call you back."

"It's not important he just called so," Bella didn't really know what to say.

"Hey Mom," a voice in the background shouted.

"Oh honey, here you go, Mike just walked in," said Mrs. Newton.

"Hello?" asked Mike.

"Hi, you called, if this is a bad time I can call back, I just didn't want to be rude," Bella said.

"Oh no this timing is perfect, I was just figured I should invite you to the beach party this Friday, I figured it would be a great way to meet people." said Mike trying to not sound excited.

"THIS Friday? Oh I'm sorry I have, I have a previous arrangement," Bella said. "I'm going to a party down at the Quileute reservation. Sorry."

"Really? Someone already asked you?" Mike now not even trying to sound disappointed asked. "Cause all the guys I know said they hadn't asked you."

"Oh," 'crap I didn't know that it was the same party,' Bella recollected her thoughts "No one from school asked me, Jacob, Jacob Black asked me."

Silence, Bella could hear the rain falling off the trees and on to the house's roof, "Oh, well I'll see you at school and then Friday night then. Bye."