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Chapter 5:

I woke up to birds chirping and the sound of men laughing coming from downstairs. I'm shocked to say this is the first time in years that I have not been thrust into consciousness from the nightmares that I have grown accustom to. I assume that meeting my dad has definitely had a positive influence in my life. I hope and pray that it will continue, but I know that is an unrealistic dream. I will always be the broken person I see in the mirror every morning.

The laughter that I heard earlier is now back with full force. I recognize one of the voices as my dad's, but the identities of the others are a mystery to me. I walk as quietly as I can to the bathroom, thankfully not finding any obstacles along the way, to make sure I am presentable. My curiosity is overpowering and I need to find out who is here right now.

I quickly brush my teeth, wash my face and put my hair into a ponytail. My skin is without blemishes, my clothes are covering everything that should be, and after giving the mirror one last glance I make my way down the stairs. I look in the kitchen and see three coffee mugs, but no men in sight. I look out the window and see Charlie talking with Billy Black.

After finding out that Billy thought I was a prostitute I had every intention to avoid him at all costs. My mother was a prostitute and there were many occasions when her pimp would look at pictures of me and ask my mother whether I would be a good whore like her. I was afraid that after he met me I could be forced into that lifestyle. This encouraged me to move out as soon as possible.

Wait a minute, there are three mugs on the table. One for Charlie, one for Billy and one for…

"Dammit! Enough with the walks. Take these guys out"!

Who is that?

A quick peek into the living room confirms my suspicion. Here is the owner of the third mug.

He is handsome that is for sure; with his tanned skin and long shiny black hair. From the looks of him he is on the cusp of manhood, but it is obvious that he will develop into a very large and well muscular body. I'm pretty sure I know who it is, and I have to say he has grown up well.

I want to have a little fun with him so I sneak up behind the chair he's sitting on and start to massage his shoulders. Then I whisper in his ear, "Hey handsome".

He flies out of his chair and on to the floor. When he looks up at me, he looks like his eyes are about to pop out, and I can't stop myself from laughing. After everything that has happened in the last few weeks I needed this comical relief.

"Sorry man, I had to do it". His facial expression has not changed and I find myself rolling on the ground laughing. Finally he seems to relax and laugh along with me.

"Yeah you got me. No offence but who are you"?

"Seriously, why does no one recognize me? I lived here for years. Didn't Charlie tell you who I was"?

He looked confused and almost like he was trying to remember every face that he has ever come across. "He didn't, and I'm sorry but I don't know who you are".

I pick up the picture of a 12 year old me and lift it up so that it is side by side with my face.

"Do you know who I am now"?

I swear, the expressions that he makes will have me in stitches for the rest of my life. His eyes are again popping out of his head and I'm so close to laughing again.

He looks at me with a huge smile, "Bella! You are gor..great! You look great Bella. Now it's your turn. Who am I"?

"How could I ever forget you Jacob? I'll always recognize that face of yours". As I say this I run the back of my hand across his cheek.

All my life I've had men look at me as some sort of object that they can buy or use however they like. When it first started happening I was only 13 years old, and every feeling that came along with it was confusing and scary. When I was 16 I had a better grasp on the relationship between men and women, and I found a man that taught me things that most women double my age have never even heard of.

When I look at Jacob, I see innocence in its purest form, and it's too tempting for me to not take advantage of his inexperience with women. I can't help but feel a little guilty, but it's not like I plan on doing anything about to evasive. I just want to flirt and feel wanted and powerful.

"How have you been Jacob? I gotta say, you're looking pretty great yourself".

My hand moves from his face and I begin to trail my fingers along his arm, eventually ending at his hand and bringing it closer to me. I can hear him swallowing and I know that I'm having an effect on him.

"I'm ok…".

"Oh, I think you're more than ok Jacob. I'm sure you have all the girls running after you. Or at least a girlfriend".

I can see that I'm affecting him. I start massaging his leg and gently squeezing his knee and I know that I'm getting to him when I see him start to squirm.

"No, no girls".

"Really? How old are you Jacob"?

"I'm 15…", his voice breaks while he's telling me his age, "but I'm going to be 16 next week.

"Mmmm...I'm so glad I could be here for your birthday. I think I have an idea of what I can get you. But until then, maybe we can hangout"?

"Yeah totally! We can do whatever you want"! It's obvious what he would want to do, and as awful as it sounds I have no desire to have a relationship with him. As Billy's son, I know that if I start to date him he will just think that I'm the whore he thought I was before. You know what they say, don't shit where you eat.

We hear the door open and footsteps come into the house.

"Stay right here Billy, I want you to see that surprise I was telling you about". I hear him walking upstairs and with him out of the room I feel the need to shock Billy by introducing myself before Dad has the chance.

I do my best to stroll into the kitchen as though I was completely comfortable with my surroundings.

"Hey Billy, it's great to see you again. How are you"?

"I'm ok". He is definitely shocked! That's right Billy, take it all in.

"I just love that I could see you again after all those years. Dad told me you didn't recognize me, but of course I couldn't believe that. You used to be my 'Uncle Billy' after all".

With a deep breath in I could see the regret clear on his face. "Bella...I can't believe it".

"Don't worry, you're not the only one".

Billy was about to say something else, but he was interrupted by Charlie running down the stairs.

"Bella! Where are you"?

When he steps in the kitchen the relief on his face just assures me more that he really wants me here.

"I guess you saw my surprise. Well what do you think Billy? I can't believe she's here. Isn't she beautiful"?

Of course I can't stop the blush that comes to my cheeks.

"She certainly is Charlie. She looks so different..".

I can't help but rub his mistake in his face just a little bit more. "Yeah we'll that's what happens after not seeing someone in so long".

"Well, I'm happy to see you now Bella". I love watching men backing themselves into a corner. "We're having a bonfire to celebrate Jacobs' birthday on friday. Everyone would love to see you again".

"Yeah Bella, you should come. I'll be sure to save you a piece of cake. It'll even be a corner piece with lots of frosting". I've only reconnected with Jacob a few hours ago and I already feel completely comfortable with him. I don't feel that way around men that often.

"Oh well when you put it that way...I would love to".

I look over to my dad and the smile on his face makes any discomfort I may feel at the bonfire worth it. I can tell he's excited!

"Well then it's settled! We'll be at the beach around 7".

I just pray everything goes off without a hitch. Oh Lord, give me strength.

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