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A/N: I know, I know. Another two weeks. I'm so, so, so, so, so sorry. I get the feeling that it's going to be like that for a while. I wish I could just have more time during the day so I could get the chapters out faster. Thanks to the reviewers of the last chapter. I really appreciate it and am really sorry that you had to wait so long! So to any of the readers who have been patiently awaiting Chapter 8, here it is. Happy reading! (:

Unclear

'Cause I'm here, ready to take it all here

Everything's feeling unclear

I wish it was raining

'Cause I hate every beautiful day.

Hate Every Beautiful Day - Sugarcult

"Who are you?"

Her laugh tinkled in the wind. "Alice silly! Don't tell me you can't remember."

"Oh. Yeah. Of course I remember." I didn't. And my clueless face gave me away.

"You don't remember." She looked hurt. I felt awful for not remembering but I honestly could not remember. Damn it Jacob. Why couldn't you tell me everything?

"I'm sorry, Alice. But if it makes you feel any better, in all actuality, I can't remember anything. I'm pretty much like a sponge, just soaking in information as I go." I just realized I sucked at trying to make people feel better. Joy.

But she laughed anyway. She had a charming disposition about her. And she was absolutely gorgeous. Was she a vampire too? I didn't want to ask. I might seem like a crazy person.

Okay, more of a crazy person than I would want to let on.

"Oh Bella, Bella." And as quick as her joy came, her hysterics bursted. "HOW COULD YOU JUMP OFF THAT CLIFF!? WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!? WHY WOULD YOU BE SO IRRESPONSIBLE AND STUPID AS TO JUMP OF A CLIFF!?" All the while, she was shaking me back and forth, my neck feeling like it was about to snap off.

"I" Back. "don't" And forth. "remember!" Back. "ALICE!" And forth. "PLEASE STOP!" And stop.

She sighed and calmed down. She seemed to overreact more than I did - and I overreacted a lot. "You know, lately your future has been cloudy. I don't know why and it scares me. What's going on, Bella?"

"You're going to think I'm crazy.."

"As if you're not already?" I narrowed my eyes. "Oh but please, continue." She smiled and I couldn't help but give a small smile back.

"Anyway, when I jumped off the cliff, I lost a lot of my memories. I couldn't remember who Jacob was, where I was, even who I was. All I knew was that Jacob rescued me. He and Charlie told me everything. At least everything they wanted me to know. Then one night, this one guy, Edward, came to my room."

"Oh good. Edward made it safely."

"You know him?" I looked at her incredulously.

"Bella. He's my 'brother'."

"Oh. So does that mean you're a .."

"A what?"

"A vampire too?"

"Of course."

"Oh right. Okay. That's a relief. I don't have to hide that secret." I felt like an invisible weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I was pretty sure being an unnatural being would mean those who knew couldn't tell others about it. But since she was one of them, it didn't matter.

"Please, continue with the story."

"Alright. So after Edward visited, Jacob became extremely angry with me. He was spouting of a bunch of crap about bloodsuckers and at that time, I didn't know he was talking about vampires until later that day, he told me about Edward's being a vampire and his being a werewolf."

"Werewolf Bella? Really. It's so like you to go for the next dangerous thing." She shook her head. "Typical Bella. That must explain why I can't see your future."

"You can see my future?"

"Yes. Up to an extent."

"Ah. I see."

"So does the story end there?"

"Basically. All Jacob told me was that he didn't want Edward around because he left me and hurt me and that he wanted my blood." Her eyes were a dark golden tone. "Did I say something wrong?" How I knew she was in a bad mood was beyond me. Possibly, I was gaining back some random fact that I knew. Then, realization hit me.

I was remembering something. Something - of which I didn't know of what just yet - triggered my memory. It was a small memory but it was still something that I hadn't known before. Now more than ever, I knew it was possible to bring back memories. I could resurface things Jacob and Charlie never told me. The amount of elation I felt was enormous. My heart seemed especially happy at the thought of my remembering.

"Bella!" I shook my head and came back to reality. "Goodness. I seriously thought you were asleep."

"Oh, no. I was just thinking."

"What were you thinking?"

"I was thinking. And I realized I could bring back my memories on my own. I wouldn't have to use Jacob as a crutch - metaphorically speaking of course - any longer. Sometimes, I feel like he's holding back; like there's something he isn't telling me. So now, there's a possibility that I can remember now. It's absolutely exciting!"

"That is something to be excited about." Suddenly, she had a glint of evil intent in her eyes. "You know what that means.."

I frowned. "No, I don't. And by the look on your face, I can tell I won't like it."

"Aww. Come on Bella. I wouldn't hurt you." She quietly added, "Intentionally." I heard anyway.

"Well, whatever it is you have planned, I'm not going for it."

"But we haven't seen each other in so long! We need some bonding time!" She smiled. I was awestruck by it. Her teeth were so straight and white and beautiful. What the heck was she doing hanging out with me?

Three hours. THREE HOURS OF TORTURE I had spent shopping with Alice. I don't know how she did it! I know for a fact I kept refusing to go with her but I some how ended up at the mall with her. That girl can manipulate her way into anything. Now we were on the way back to her house.

"Bellaaaa." Even her whine sounded musical. "Don't hate me. You had a pleasant time right?"

I sighed. "As pleasant as shopping could ever get. Which is not pleasant at all."

"That's mean."

"No, no! That's a good thing."

"How is 'not pleasant at all' a good thing?"

"The worst I could say is that it was a trip to hell."

"Ha, ha. Very funny Bella. Just because I'm, as Edward puts it, 'eternally damned'. Gee you sure are sensitive."

"Ugh! Alice. You're overreacting again."

"I am not. But you could do something to make me feel better."

I was honestly scared she was going to make me do something I was going to regret. Reluctantly, I asked, "What can I do for you?"

"Let me dress you tomorrow."

"No way!"

"You won't even be doing anything though! I'll be doing all the work and you just have to sit there and relax. Please?"

"No. I'm not doing that."

She huffed and looked back at the road. Did I mention she wasn't even looking at the road while she was driving?

Minutes passed in silence and we both didn't say anything to each other. The silence allowed my mind to wander off and start thinking about different things.

For one, I thought of Edward. I missed him, way too much for my own good. My heart ached when I was away from him. All I wanted to do now was jump into his arms and be with him forever. Was that so wrong?

To Jacob it was. At this point, I knew Jacob didn't tell me everything. He edited for my sake. I didn't like how he treated me like a fragile child. I was not a child. I was eighteen! A grown woman. I didn't need someone censoring the information to my own life.

The more and more I thought about everything that had passed, the more I started to feel anger at Jacob. But it instantly vanished. He loved me. I could never hate him knowing that he loved me so much! And I was hurting him. I know I was. Just by being with these people, I was stabbing him in the back.

I realized it wasn't Jacob I was mad at; in all actuality, I was mad at myself. For being unable to love him back in the way he loved me. For wanting to be with Edward. For fraternizing with his enemy. For being angry at a man who loved me. For not feeling any spark when he touched me or kissed me. And the most important fact, for being myself. I was a weapon of mass destruction to these people. I caused everyone around me so much pain just by being me. I was inadequate to these unnatural people I associated with. I was not entitled to their love and affection at all.

The reason of my existence was unclear. Complications always arose and I would be the one that caused them. Who in the world would need that? Who in the world would really need another complication? Who in the world would possibly need me? No one I could think of. I wanted to rid this world of my chaos. I wish I had died when I jumped off that cliff.

"Bella." Alice's voice brought me out of my self-loathing box. "You're not thinking about doing anything rash, are you?"

"Of course not. Why would you think that?"

She hesitated, then replied, "No reason really. Just wondering."

I was too exhausted to argue back with her so I just continued looking out the window.

She sighed. "I knew our departure was a bad idea."

"Excuse me?"

"I'll explain it to you later. Right now, I think you need your rest."

Sighing, I nodded my head. I was truly tired.

My mind was drifting when her cell phone vibrated.

"Hello Edward." She was talking to Edward! I desperately wanted to talk to him. But I felt like talking to him would make things worse. So I just stayed put. "Yes she's with me. Don't do anything stupid. I'll see you back home. Bye."

I slept for the rest of the drive home. When we finally arrived to her house, she shook me slightly. "We're home."

"Mm." I didn't want to move just yet. My limbs were still sore from shopping. Shopping with her was like a sport. And I was horrible at all sports. Not to mention the fact that I tripped over things in the stores more than ten times; a new record I would call it if it weren't such a humiliating experience.

She, on the other hand, was graceful and she was still up and energized. She first took the bags and bags of clothes, accessories, make-up, etc. into the house.

Then, I felt like I was being lifted as if I were on a cloud. "Alice, don't strain yourself trying to carry me."

His chuckle made my eyes flash open. Edward. "I'm not Alice." I realized that now. Thanks for pointing out the obvious. "And you're not heavy at all."

I blushed. Had I realized Edward was going to be here, I would have done something to at least make myself look decent. Right now, I wanted dig myself into a burrow and hide.

"You look fine, Bella. Rather, you look beautiful."

I blushed another shade. Beautiful? Yeah, right. I'm as beautiful as a donkey. "Stop it. You know that's not true."

"It is. You just don't see yourself clearly." He smiled my favorite crooked smile. I can't see clearly? He needs his vision checked. Not me. I can see myself perfectly fine and I don't like what I see. Why would he?

It was then I realized that he looked tired. The purple under his eyes looked darker than usual. Not tired. Hungry something inside told me.

It was the second time today that I remembered something subconsciously.

And now more than ever, I was aware. Aware that a part of him would always be hungry.

Hungry for my blood.