Ummmm..... do I have any readers left? Cause if I do I'm sooooo sorry about the whole not updating thing. I didn't mean to leave it this long!!!! I meant only a couple of days in between chapters. Unfortunately, i got grounded and my mum took my laptop away so i couldn't update. Never fear though, I am back as always. I HAVE 105 REVIEWS!!!!! THANK YOU ALL SOOOOOO MUCH!!! I will reply to them all, but it may take a while. I'm interested to hear what you think of this one...

Alice,

I wish I had your real address. I wish I could tell you about Jake. He makes me feel better. I mean, he makes me feel alive... almost. When he's there... it's like the hole in my chest's plugged. Still there, but blocked for a while. Until night falls and the dreams come.

You would understand me, Alice, if you saw them. You would think they're frighting.

But Jacob's good. And completely reckless. Just what I need; a teenage mechanic who agree's to deceive both our parents while repairing dangerous vehicles using money meant for my college education. He sees no problem in this picture. You should be here Alice, you'd like him.

I miss you, I love you,

Bella

Emmett and Rosalie arrived back from their trip a few days later. They seemed to have enjoyed themselves, and Emmett said the African Lynxes put up more of a fight than the Canadian ones. Their happiness gave Jasper the idea that maybe Alice could use a holiday. Something to take her mind off Bella... for the most part.

"You missed Edwards visit," Esme informed them.

Emmett frowned. "Is... how was he?" he asked, hoping without hope he was better then he was the last time he was seen.

"He's bad," Alice answered him. "It's like he's hollow, nothing inside. He looks more like a zombie than a vampire. Like he really has lost his soul this time."

There was silence. Rosalie, who missed her brother more then anyone knew, thought cruelly of how much she hated Bella Swan at that moment. Bella had destroyed Edward, made him torture himself over what he thought was 'love' for her. What she would do if she got her hands around that fragile little throat...

Alice gasped and spun around to stare with wide eyes at her sister. "You would do that to her?" she said, with the voice of someone who'd been betrayed. "You... bitch!" Rosalie was unfazed at her sisters vision.

The little vampire was incoherent, so Jasper sat her down, while the others waited patiently to hear what she'd seen. She regained her senses after a while. "She... that monster there... she was in Charlie's house. She grabbed Bella by the throat and - and held her against the wall, choking her. She was saying how it was Bella's fault Edward wasn't here. That everything would be alright if Bella hadn't made him think he was in love. Then, she let her go before...before..." she couldn't bring herself to say the horrible images that had passed through her mind. So instead she said, "She didn't kill her, she destroyed her!" She fell into her husbands arms.

Jasper, Emmett, Esme and Carlisle turned to look at Rosalie, looks of disgust and horror on their faces.

"Rosalie-," Carlisle began, but his daughter cut him off.

"You can all relax," Rose said, in a voice that was almost bored, as she collapsed into the couch. "I wasn't really going to do it." Although it was nice to imagine, she thought to herself.

Esme looked aghast. "Why- why would you hate her so much?"

Rosalie thought it was obvious. "Because she's a dirty little slut that's responsible for killing this family."

Alice growled. She looked murderous. "No she is not-"

"If she isn't, then who is?" The family's blonde bombshell was seriously annoyed now. She might miss her manicure appointment. "Look, when they first met, she annoyed me. When she found out what we were, she pissed me off. Now that she's not here, she makes me want to kill her because she's breaking us apart. First Edward lost it, now Alice... soon we'll all be nutty."

"You're wrong," Alice said, echoing the thoughts of all the family. She walked over to the couch where Rosalie sat, and towered over her sister. Rosalie's face was cool, calm and collected

"She loved Edward more than you can comprehend. You know how much love you feel for Emmett? Multiply that by a million and you're getting close. I've seen it, I've seen what they're like together. She didn't want to be a vampire so she could live forever, she wanted to be a vampire to be with him forever. She didn't give a shit about any of the other vampire stuff. And you know what else? She didn't just love Edward. She loved me. She loved me, and she loved Esme and Carlisle and Emmett and Jasper. She loved this family more than she loved her life. So don't you dare even think about trying to blame her for this." She sat back down, quite surprised at herself that she'd managed to say all that without hitting anyone.

And yet her sister just rolled her eyes. "Whatever, I don't have to listen to this. Come on Emmett," Rosalie said as she walked to the door.

No one followed.

She looked back at he husband frustratedly. "Emmett, what are you waiting for?" she asked. "Come on."

Emmett looked conflicted. "I – uh . . . no."

Rosalie gaped. "What? What did you say to me?"

"I said no," he said strongly. "Rosalie, I love you, but even thinking that stuff is wrong. Bella was our friend, this isn't her fault."

Rosalie stood for a minute, shocked, in the doorway. She wanted to say something else, but her pride got in the way. Instead she turned and left the house.

Emmett let out a large sigh when he was sure she wouldn't hear him. "How long should I leave it before I go find her?" he asked the room at large.

Jasper didn't skip a beat. "Three hours," he replied.

"Alice," Esme said anxiously. "She's not really going to do that, will she? I don't think she will, but... will you please just scan Bella's future?"

"It's alright Esme, Bella's alive," her daughter replied kindly. "But Bella's writing another letter. Jasper can you pass me a pen?"

When the letter was written, Alice read.

Alice, I wish I had your real address. I wish I could tell you about Jake. He makes me feel better.

"Who the hell's Jake?" said Emmett, almost angrily. If Jake made her feel better, would she stop writing?

Alice pondered for a minute. "I can't think of anyone named 'Jake'," she said, "but I think I remember something about a Jacob. Edward said something one time about Emphiriam Black's grandson and his child coming to see Bella, to warn her about us. I think he said the child was named Jacob."

"Yes," Carlisle agreed. "There definitely is a Jacob Black at La Push."

I mean, he makes me feel alive... almost. When he's there... it's like the hole in my chest is plugged. Still there, but blocked for a while. Until night falls and the dreams come.

You would understand me, Alice, if you saw them. You would think they were frighting.

"I already do," Alice said with a shiver.

But Jacob's good. And completely reckless.

"Why is recklessness important?" Jasper wondered, having a bad feeling about the answer.

Just what I need; a teenage mechanic who agree's to deceive both our parents while repairing dangerous vehicles using money meant for my college education.

A collective groan was heard throughout the room, along with thoughts similar to 'Why is she even trying?'

He sees no problem in this picture!

"I do!" Alice shrieked. "What the hell is she thinking? Is she crazy? Dangerous vehicles and no sense of balance or self preservation don't go well together!!!"

You should be here Alice, you'd like him.

"Of course!" Emmett said sarcastically. "She loves him already."

I miss you, I love you,

Bella

Alice sighed. "This won't end well."