A/N: I'm very sorry for the long wait. Due to my laziness, lack of self confidence, writer's block, and school It's been hard trying to write. This chapter didn't turn out to be as good as I wanted it to be. I realize Bella is a bit OOC, but that's kind of needed for the story. I also realize Edward seems really moody for no apparent reason (unless my plot is that obvious), but that will be cleared up eventually. I just want to thank everyone who reviewed. You guys are so awesome! And now on with the story...

A few weeks later life returned to normal…with a few exceptions; Charlie had declared that Edward wasn't allowed to come through the front door of the house (but he was fully obliged to come through the window), Jacob still wouldn't talk to me, and Charlie was definitely stricter. I didn't think much about these exceptions strangely enough. I focused mainly and strictly on my promise to Edward. To put it point blank I was obsessed with it. I tried harder in school than I ever had before. It's not like I had horrible grades or that I never exerted myself before, but I certainly could be better. I also became obsessed with my looks. I hate to seem one who has a serious vanity issue, but I wanted to be perfect. Laughable, isn't it? But Edward is perfection and he deserves better than a clumsy, average, danger prone girl. Sadly, it was downright impossible for me to ever become someone who could deserve him, yet some part of me keeps hoping I'll eventually be good enough.

As I pulled up to the school I noticed Edward's Volvo. A bittersweet smile crossed my face as I moved in to park next to his car. We had agreed earlier that he couldn't just meet me at my house anymore. Charlie was getting suspicious and he wouldn't leave for work until I left for school. I guess Billy must have said something about seeing Edward there before. I parked my truck and got out, only to turn around and find Edward there. If I wasn't so used to it I might have dropped my books or done something embarrassing, but instead I only stumbled a bit. I smiled. "Hey."

He sent me a crooked smile and much to my complete and utter dismay it made my heart rate go up and it sent an electric shock through me. I was once again reminded about how insignificant I was. I resisted the urge to sigh and it took all the will power in me to not to open up to him and spill my guts out. Instead I tried to act normal and I simply asked. "Shouldn't we be getting to class?" He stared at me for a moment with his perfect, black orbs; he must've not fed yet. When I said nothing else he frowned and nodded; starting off to our first class.

As we walked to class a tension was formed between us and we were left walking in an uncomfortable silence. I could tell he wasn't happy; the scowl on his face proved that. I walked silently still trying to figure out if and how I would approach him.

"What are you thinking?" I finally asked desperately. He said nothing, continuing to glare at nothing in particular. I found I had nothing to say and we continued to walk in silence. I was kind of angry that he didn't try to talk to me, but I guess I deserved it. I tried to act dignified, like it didn't bother me that he wasn't talking to me, but I knew it must've shown. He turned to me then and opened his mouth to say something. Of course, due to impeccable timing and superb coordination skills I tripped just at that moment over nothing in particular. He caught me and steadied me, the whole thing happened in less than a second. I flushed a bright red and he immediately let go of me. He took a deep breath and looked away.

When we finally reached the classroom and we sat down in our seats. He still refused to speak to me and I zoned out unintentionally. What could I have done that would have bothered him so much? I turned to look at him and found that he was staring at me. I was about to ask him what was wrong when the teacher called on me. What a coincidence. Once again I found myself blushing, having no idea what the teacher had asked. Edward sensed my distress and he whispered the answer. I nodded thankfully and repeated it. The teacher was surprised that I had come up with the answer. Obviously she had realized I hadn't been paying attention at all. Well, at least now that she thought I was paying attention she might leave me alone.

My assumption thankfully was correct. For the rest of the period she didn't call on me and that saved me from further embarrassment. By the end of the period however, Edward still hadn't said anything else besides the answer he had whispered to me earlier. I was becoming slightly paranoid, wondering what I could have done wrong. Whatever it was I would have to work on it so that I wouldn't make the same mistake again.

The rest of the day was a melancholy blur. Edward still hadn't said anything to me and my newly found paranoia was really starting to kick in. He walked me to my truck and I wondered if I should even ask if he was coming over tonight. Could I even handle him coming over? I wondered what would happen if he did. What if I suddenly broke down in front of him? I was already enough of a burden. I certainly didn't want to seem more of a nuisance than I already was.

I was surprised when he turned to me and smiled that amazing crooked smile of his. "Are you intent on going home right away?" He asked.

I must have looked like a simpleton staring at him in shock. He waited patiently smirking at me. I swear one of these days his mood swings are going to kill me. "No, I don't need to go home right away. Charlie is taking a late shift tonight." I said.

He continued to dazzle me with his smile and he led me to his car. "You're going to drive?" I cringed. Sure, it was a stupid question, but his driving was terrifying.

He scowled at me. Great another mood swing. "Of all the things you could be worrying about..." He trailed off and I let out a small, slightly insecure laugh.

"Just promise me you'll drive at a reasonable speed." I begged, half teasing, half fearing for our lives.

And once again he was smirking at me. "Define reasonable."

I groaned and buried my head in my hands. I was happy though when I heard him chuckle. Before I could even see him move he had cut me off and opened the passenger side door for me. "Very human." I smiled, shaking my head as I got into the car.

I saw him smile again and he had started the car before I had even put my seatbelt on. "So where are we going?"

"You'll see." He said, still grinning.

I groaned. "I hate surprises. Can't you just tell me – Edward?" I still had difficulty saying his name. I guess that I'd get over eventually…well, that is if he stuck around that long. I still wondered why he was still here. I wondered why he was suddenly talking to me again. Had he not ignored me practically all day? He never ceased to confuse me.

Lost in my thoughts, I hadn't even realized he had started driving. I looked out the window and everything moved by so fast. As he started to near his destination I realized where he was taking me. The thought made me want to cry. He was taking us to the meadow. When I turned to look at him I found him staring at me. "The road!" I cried.

He laughed at me again. "Oh Bella, we're almost there. Don't worry I won't crash. Have I ever done so before?"

I folded my arms across my chest and huffed. He parked the car and in a flash he opened my door. As soon as I got out of the car he lifted me over his shoulder and took off running. I gasped in surprise and went to scold him, but I was practically breathless as he ran through the forest. It was more so because of being so close to him, his skin contacting with mine rather than how fast he was running.

When we arrived at the spot – our spot I could've sworn I was dreaming. He was here again…with me. I'd never thought that we'd be here again. He laid down in the grass and I sat next to him. I found myself staring at him, losing myself in his presence. I couldn't determine whether the silence that had fallen over us was comfortable or not.

I sighed. Everything seemed so different from what it used to be. I reached a hand out to touch his cool, marble skin. It seemed to be the only thing that remained the same. When my hand touched his cold one, he flinched and almost pulled it away. "I'm sorry." I muttered, retracting my hand.

He reached out and grabbed my wrist, stopping the motion of my hand. "No, it's fine." He said in his wonderful, velvety voice. "I was just a bit surprised that's all." He relaxed his grip on my hand. I nodded speechlessly and started to trace his hand with mine again. It was just like the first time we had been here only…different. Maybe it felt different because I knew the truth. I knew it was impossible for him to love me. For some odd reason I had believed him back then, but I know better now. It certainly didn't make me feel so great about myself, but I was with he was with me right now so why did it matter.

The ache I felt in my heart told me it did matter. I wanted to him to love me. I'd spent so much time lamenting on this and I hadn't even come up with a solution yet. I sighed and continued just to touch him. I moved slowly so that I wouldn't startle him again.

The rest of the time we spent there was practically silent. We had to go after about two hours; otherwise Charlie would beat us home. When it came around the time we had to leave Edward stood up abruptly and offered me his hand. When I took it, he pulled me up and lifted me over his shoulder in one motion.

Sadly, the car ride home was just as anti-climatic and silent. I desperately wanted to reach out and say something, but I wasn't sure of what kind of a mood he was in. Instead, I silently looked out the window. I was glad he was driving at a reasonable speed, even if it was his definition of it.

I was almost afraid we wouldn't make it home before Charlie, but we did. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw that his care wasn't in front of the house. Edward opened my door as he always did and walked me to the door.

Before I could even ask the question he started giving me the answer. "I'm sorry Bella, but I can't stay tonight." I nodded. To be truthful, I hadn't expected him to. The day didn't exactly go perfectly. He leaned in closer to me and I felt light headed. He kissed my forehead. "Goodnight Bella."

I muttered a quick goodnight, and once again I tried not to show how upset I was. I stood at the door watching, him until he left. When he was gone I entered the house and went straight up to bed. I did the "human minute" thing and I didn't even bother to eat. I decided to go to bed early knowing that if I stayed up the only thing I'd do would be thinking of him. I sighed dejectedly; put on my headphones, and laid down to go to sleep.

When Edward came back everything was supposed to be perfect. He was my love, my life, my everything. If that true, then why does it feel like a part of me is still missing, still torn out? As I closed my eyes to fall asleep that was the last thought that crossed my mind.

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