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BPOV

Rachel and Rebecca were currently fussing over my wardrobe as I attempted to hold in the scream that was dying to escape from my mouth. I had never been the type of girl was completely obsessed with fashion. Instead I was the type of girl who was content wearing only jeans and a t-shirt. I had an irrational fear of high heels and short skirts which is exactly what I was being forced to wear.

"Bella you look gorgeous," Rachel said as she attempted to brush my uncooperative ball of tangles that I called hair. "I can't believe how amazing that dress looks on you!" The dress I was currently wearing was a dark red with a black sash. It was extremely short and only covered a minimum amount of my body.

"What do you think Rach," Rebecca asked holding another pair of high heels. They were pure black with red sequence embedded into them. They were also at least five inches tall.

"Do I have to wear heels," I asked sustaining a gulp. "I mean I'm not the most graceful person and…"
"You'll be fine," Rebecca shushed me with a wave of her hand. "Besides, you'll need heels. Jacob is quite tall and you don't want to be talking to his stomach the entire night."

"Exactly," Rachel agreed. "Not to mention heels are pure sex. Don't you want to look hot for Jacob?" I felt my stomach begin to thrash around in fear at her words. What was I doing? I shouldn't be going anywhere with Jacob. That would only cause him to believe I felt something else for him besides friendship.

"Maybe I shouldn't go," I blurted out. "I mean, I hardly know Jacob and I...I just don't feel right intruding on a dance. Not to mention I'll probably end up killing myself if I wear this outfit." Rachel and Rebecca turned around with looks of shock plastered across their faces.

"You have to go Bella," Rebecca whined. "Jacob could be your one true love, you never know. I mean just look at me, Andrew and I have only known each other for a few months but I know I want to spend the rest of my life with him." She then began to stare at the engagement ring that sat on her finger.

"She's right," Rachel agreed. "You can't just back out now. You have to give Jacob a shot. I think you two would be perfect for each other." I had never felt so pressured in my life. If I refused to go I would not hurt Jacob I would also hurt Rachel and Rebecca. Everyone would be disappointed and upset and it would be entirely my fault.

My head was screaming at me to get out of there, just go home, call Edward and make a break for it. But at the same time a part of me was begging for me to stay, just wait it out and see what happens, don't give up on this guy yet. In the midst of my debate a knock sounded at the door.

"Bella," Jacobs's husky voice called. "Are you ready yet?"

"I don't know if I can do this," I said feeling my breath accelerate. Both girls each grabbed one of my arms and forced me to look at them.

"You have to do this Bella," Rachel said with a stern voice. She then lifted a tube of red lip stick and smeared it across my trembling lips.

"Just give him a chance," Rebecca said as she pinned a fake red flower in the side of my hair. "I promise you'll have a good time." They then opened the door and pushed me through it. I stumbled over the ledge of the door and fell forward. Luckily Jacob caught me before my face hit the floor. I lifted my face to see that he was wearing dark black pants, a white dress shirt, and a loose black tie. He looked extremely handsome.

"You might want to get used to me falling," I joked. "This outfit is a deathtrap."

"You look beautiful Bella," Jacob whispered seductively into my ear. I felt my stomach begin to churn at his words. He then released me from his grasp and laid one hand protectively against the small of my back. He continued to walk with me until we reached the door.

"Hold on," he told me. "I almost forgot something." He smiled at me once more before he walked off toward the opposite direction of the house. I peered out of the screen door to see Charlie and Billy sitting together on the porch.

"Good to have you here Charlie," Billy said as he raised his can of beer to toast my dad. "Good to have Bella here to. My oh my that girl sure has grown up since the last time I saw her."

"She certainly has," Charlie agreed. "She's a little too grown up if you ask me."

"What do you mean by that," Billy asked him. Charlie sighed deeply and rubbed the back of his neck, this was something he did when he was nervous.

"I'm worried about her Billy," he confessed. I felt confusion envelop me as he continued to explain. "Ever since she arrived here she's been making some bad choices."

"Bells," Billy probed. "That girl's never made a wrong decision in her life. She's far too level headed for that. She's just like you Charlie."

"I used to think so," my father said. "It's just that she's been hanging out with the wrong crowd. Since she started school she's been hanging around the Cullen's."

"I thought you liked the Cullen's," Billy said. A scowl of fury filled my face as I glared at my father. How could he be so judgmental of someone that he never even really met before?

"They had never given be any trouble before," Charlie explained, "but now because of them Bella's ditching school and defying my rules. You should have seen her with that Edward boy today. I don't trust him Billy, not for a second." Edward never made me do anything I didn't want to do. Ditching school was my idea. If anything Edward and Alice both kept me safe. I had a sense that they would never allow me to be in any sort of danger.

"I told you they were trouble," Billy said. "You should keep Bella as far away from them as possible. They'll only hurt her, I can promise you that." Tears of anger filled my eyes. Why was Billy taking his side? What had the Cullen's ever done to him?

"I guess you were right," Charlie said with a shake of his head. "I should have known better than to disagree with you. You've never steered me wrong before."

"Ready Bella," Jacob said sneaking up from behind me. A small scream escaped my lips as he grabbed my waist.

"Bella, Jacob," Charlie said. "Is that you?"

"Come on gorgeous," Jacob winked as he opened the door for me. Charlie's mouth dropped at the very sight of me.

"Bella," he gasped. "You look…you look beautiful sweetheart." I tried to smile but it was a failed attempt. I was furious with my father. I did not see why he felt the need to talk behind my back.

"What about Leah," Billy asked cocking his eye brow toward the direction of his son.

"Err, she cancelled," Jacob said quickly. "She said something about helping Sam Uley. That's okay though, I'd much rather take Bella anyway." He nuzzled his nose in the crook of my neck causing me to pull away. His touch no longer felt comforting, it just felt wrong.

"Alright Bella," Charlie smiled. "I can see that you'll be in good hands tonight. Have fun kids." With that Jacob picked up my hand and pulled me toward a car that appeared to be a Volkswagen. He then opened the door for me and waited until I sat down to close the door gently.

Ten minutes later we arrived at a large building that was completely made out of brick. There was a small group of kids waiting by the door as Jacob pulled into the parking lot. Storm clouds were gathering above us. I tried to not see that as an omen.

"Ready," Jacob asked as he grabbed my hand. I nodded gently trying to contain the emotions that were building with in me.
"Jacob," a boy said grabbing him into a hug. "How's it going man? Wait where is Leah?"

"She couldn't make it," Jacob said quickly. "I decided to take Bella instead. Isn't' she a knock out?" I felt a slight blush fill my face as Jacob squeezed my hand.

"Very nice," the boy said winking in my direction. I felt my skin begin to crawl. I felt so uncomfortable. I just wanted to leave.

"Hi Bella," a boy who appeared to be about thirteen said as he held out his hand. "I'm Seth." Jacob pulled me closer to him and began to fiddle with the loose black tie that he was wearing.

"Nice to meet you," I said shaking his hand in return.

"Come on Bella," Jacob said as he pulled me toward the door. "It's time to have some fun." I smiled awkwardly and followed him into the school. He purchased out tickets before pulling me toward the large dance floor.

Balloons and streamers filled the air. Several students were already on the dance floor dancing to the song, "Shake It," by Metro Station. I had always loved that song though I never knew why.

"Come on you," Jacob said wrapping his arms tightly around my waist. After that he began to sing the lyrics of the song. "Tonight you're falling in love .Let me go now. This feeling is turning me on. Here we go now. Now if she does it like this will you do it like this? If she touches like this will you touch her like that? Now if she moves like this will you move it like that? Come on shake, shake, shake, shake, a shake it!"

I couldn't help but laugh as he did this. He was thrusting himself around like a crazy person and singing way off key. I suddenly began to relax as he continued to jump around like a complete imbecile.

"You're finally smiling," he whispered in my ear. "Does that mean you're having a good time?"

"I am," I said truthfully. "I really am." He smiled at this and began to move me rapidly around the dance floor as the music continued to play. Surprisingly I only tripped about ten times. Though I was having an amazing time I couldn't but wonder what Edward was doing.

EPOV

"That's just it Edward," Alice had said. "Bella isn't who you think she is. We need to talk." The words she had spoken only moments ago continued to play over and over in my head. If Bella wasn't who I thought she was then who the hell was she? I took my time running home; I didn't want to hear what my family had to say. I didn't want my sister's words to be true.

"Finally," Alice sighed as I walked into the door. "Where have you been? I called you ten minutes ago!"

"What do you know Alice," I asked her. "What do you know that I don't know about Bella?" I wasn't in the mood to play games. I only wanted to know the truth.

"She's not the same girl you fell in love with Edward," my father Carlisle said as he walked out of my study. "The girl that you remember died from the Spanish Influenza one day after you did." If I were a human my heart would have stopped at his words. How could this be possible?

"It's not true," I found myself saying. "Bella is the only woman I have ever loved. I do not know how it is possible but she is alive. She is everything I ever remembered her to be."

"That may be true Edward," Alice said slowly, "but she isn't the same person." I shook my head at her words. There was absolutely no way this could be true. "Edward, I love her too. I know this hurts but don't you want to know the truth? Don't you want to know who she really is?"

"She's my Bella," I said in denial. "She's the same person she's always been."

"The person you're referring to was not named Bella," Carlisle explained. "The person you are referring to was named Violet, Violet Katherine Swan."

"What," I said in confusion. "Maybe your wrong, maybe Bella changed her name. I mean they have the same last name Carlisle. It is possible isn't it?"

"No Edward," he told me. "It isn't possible. You see Violet Swan was born the same year as you. She was also seventeen years old when she died, so she was never able to have children, but she was engaged. She was engaged to a man by the name of William Black. She was to marry him a few days prior to her death."

"She looks exactly the same," I said with an erratic tone. "She acts exactly the same. It's her Carlisle! I know it's her."

"Edward listen to me," my father said talking a hold of my shoulders. "I am quite certain that Bella is not whom you believe her to be, but she is a piece of the woman that you once loved. Perhaps that is the reason why you cannot touch her." I pulled away from my father.

"What do you mean," I asked him. My father's face turned somber as looked at Alice.

"Violet was the only nurse that took care of you," my sister explained. "She would never tend to another patient but you. In fact, she only pretended to be a nurse. She never told you her name because she was trying to conceal her identity from not just you but from but from everyone. She caught the virus because she was contained in your room for far too long. She had been hiding."

"That was why it was so difficult to track her down," Carlisle said. "Violet was never a part of the staff. The only reason I was able to identify her was because of a report that was made after she had died. Her fiancée had been trying to find her for days when he discovered that she worked in a hospital in Chicago. Once her found her and realized that she was dead he informed the hospital of who she really was."

"She came from a good family," Alice continued. "They had a lot of money therefore Violet was forced into an arranged marriage so that her inheritance would stay in her family. She never loved William, she only ever loved you."

"How can you know that," I asked them. "She lied to me. If you truly love someone then you can't you lie to them! She was only using me in order to protect herself." I lifted my hand and pinched the bridge of my nose in agony. Everything I had ever known about my love was a lie.

"She did love you," Alice probed.

"Prove it," I snapped at her. "Prove to me that she at least cared for me."

"I can prove it," Alice said pulling an envelope out of her pocket. The enveloped looked warn and crinkled. "Read this." I looked at Carlisle begging for some sort of explanation.

"She wrote this before she died," he explained. "It took months of searching but I finally found the letter she wrote in the vault of the hospital in Chicago. Apparently they had saved it as an artifact from the Influenza Epidemic." Alice continued to hold out the small envelope. I hesitantly took it from her hand. I then opened it gingerly careful not to rip the frail paper.

My dearest Edward,

By now I am certain that you have discovered by true identity. I am leaving you this note to tell you everything you need to know. I can see that you are fading fast but I cannot bear to see the only man I have ever truly loved die. Love, I have lied to you and I am sure that you have discovered that by now. You must understand that it was never my intention to hurt you, but I did not expect to fall in love with you.

I came into this hospital hoping and praying that I could escape the life I was being forced to live. I gave the hospital a fake name and pretended to be a nurse. I had only intended on staying for a few days but the moment I met you I realize I could leave. Edward, you have enriched more than you could ever know. You gave me a reason to live just by allowing me to love you.

Edward, please never doubt my love for you for I am quite certain that I will never forget yours for me. No matter what happens remember that what we had together was true. I am yours forever no matter what happens. Forgive me.

I love you,

Violet Katherine Swan

Dry sobs began to wrack my entire body. It was true. My Bella was not who I thought she was. She was merely an extension of my beloved Violet.

"She was found lying by your bedside," Carlisle said sitting his hand on my shoulder. "She had tried to leave but the sickness had taken her quicker than she had anticipated. When they found her she was clenching this note."

"I killed her," I said masochistically. "I killed her Carlisle. If she never would have met me then she would have been able to live. Instead she died."

"Edward that isn't true," Alice said trying to comfort me.

"It is true," I shouted. "I killed her Alice!"

BPOV

Jacob and I continued to dance all through the night. Luckily every song that had played had been a fast tempo. The song Poker Face by Lady Gaga was now playing in the background. Jacob continued to hold me close as we danced. I felt comfortable with him again. Maybe it was possible that he and I could just be friends. Perhaps our friendship wasn't ruined.

As soon as Poker Face ended a new song began, this time it was a slow one. The song was "Lips of An Angel," by Hinder. As I listened to the lyrics my heart began to break.

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Every word reminded me of Edward. I wanted him to hold me, not Jacob. I wanted him to hold me in his arms. I wanted him to whisper to me sweetly. Just as I thought this Jacob leaned down and encased his lips with mine. I jerked away wiping away the tears that were now pouring down my face.

"Bella what's wrong," Jacob asked me.

"Please let me go," I begged him. "I just want to go home."

"Bella it's early," he said with embarrassment. "Besides you have nothing to worry about, I have this." He lifted up his wallet and pulled out a small package, it was a condom. "I have the whole night planned out." I jerked away from him again causing him to become angry.

"I'm leaving," I yelled as I ran out of the building. I tripped on my heels and scrapped both of my knees and the palms of my hands. Two girls were standing outside the door, one of them was crying, both of them were staring at me.

"Shh Leah shh," one of the girls said looking away from me. "It's okay."

"No it isn't," the girl named Leah cried. "He dumped me; he dumped because I wasn't ready. Now he's in there with someone else."

"Jacob Black was a waste of time," the other girl said. I began to tremble ferociously. I hadn't meant anything to Jacob. He was only using me. I threw off my heels and began to run once more. I ran until I was at small clearing beside the La Push boarder. I then pulled out my cell phone and called my knight in shining order.

"Hello," Edward said with a strange tone.

"Edward," I sobbed. "I…I…."

"Bella what's wrong," he said with concern.

"I need you," I finally said. "Please, please come and get me."

"I'm on my way Bella," he told me. "Don't move."

Now you all know why he cannot touch her. More will be revealed in the next chapter. Please review so that you can find out quickly. I am planning to update in 2-3 days if all goes well. Thanks for reading!

Also, I wanted to pay my respects to Daddy's Little Cannibal. She was an amazing writer and also a great supporter of every story she reviewed. She was a wonderful enthusiast for all us writers and an amazing author herself. She will be missed by us all. God bless her and her family in their time of need.