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"She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits the open road.

Baby get ready, get set, don't go..."

-"Ready, Set, Don't Go"

July, Twelve Months Earlier

Bang.

I slammed the trunk down on my car, bringing my hand up to my forehead to wipe the sweat off. Turning around I looked at the faces of the two most important men in my life.

My father, Charlie, his face was the first I noticed, the first I turned to. He looked lost, hurt almost. His normal playful smile was forced.

"Bells, it's not too late you know," Charlie said as he pulled me into his arms. "You can stay here. You got accepted to Washington State. You could come home on the weekends."

"Dad," I said sternly as I looked up at him.

I didn't want to have this conversation with him again. It would be same thing as always. 'Bells, don't go. California is so far away,' 'Who's going to cook for me?' 'You're gonna leave your old man by himself?'

"Please, don't do this. I made my decision, I'm going. Today," I sighed.

"I'm gonna miss you, Bells. I'm not gonna lie."

"I know dad, I know. I'll be home for Thanksgiving and then again for Christmas. Hell, you could even escape the frozen tundra that is Washington in December and join me in sunny Southern California."

"We'll see, Bells." He leaned down and kissed the top of my head. "You sure you're going to be okay driving down by yourself? Just say the word, I'll go call the station right now. I'll drive down with you."

"I'll be fine, dad. I'll stop in Portland tonight, drive down to Redding, where I'll stop. Then from there I should be able to make it to La Jolla, Dad. If I need to I can stop in Los Angeles or something. I promise I'll call you every time I stop to get gas. I'll be fine. Please stop worrying about me."

"I can't help it, Bella. My little girl is growing up and moving away, going to college in California. It's my job to worry," he chuckled.

"Whatever, Dad. Take care of yourself, alright?"

"I will. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Jake over here…" Charlie smirked, looking over at Jacob.

Jacob.

Jacob Black, my best friend since I could remember. He was my first love, my first kiss, my first date, my first…well my first everything. If there was one thing that was constant in my life it was him. He was always there with me, besides me, holding me, whenever I needed him.

He picked up when I fell off the monkey bars after breaking my arm for the first time. He comforted me when I finally realized why I never had a mother, that she died bringing me into this world. He made me realize it wasn't my fault, how I should think of it as a blessing. He held my hand and kissed me for the first time in the back of the Port Angeles Movie Theatre when we were thirteen. He held my hair back as I threw up the morning after the first time I'd gotten drunk at my first high school party. He took me to my first dance, took me to prom. Gave me the "cliché" senior prom night. He was my life. He knew me better than I knew myself. There wasn't a memory that I had that didn't include him.

And I was leaving him.

"Bella? Earth to Bella?" Charlie said waving his hand in front my face.

"Wh-what? Sorry dad, I was just thinking," I said shaking my head.

"Well, be careful driving. Remember to pull over if you start to get sleepy," Charlie reminded.

"I will Dad. I love you."

"I love you too Bells," he sighed.

At this point I was holding back the tears waiting to escape my eyes. If I let them see me cry, it would be all over and I wouldn't be leaving until tomorrow. I had to be strong.

I gave my dad one final hug and pulled away. I glanced over at Jacob and then back at my dad.

"I'm gonna go inside. Watch the game or something. Have a safe drive Bells," he stuttered before going back into the house.

Looking over at Jacob who was kicking the small pieces of gravel along my driveway. His hands were stuffed in his pockets, his head down, staring at his feet.

"Jacob? Baby," I whispered taking a step towards him.

He took a step back.

"Jake…" I whispered again taking two more steps towards him.

He looked up from the floor. His brown eyes catching mine. I couldn't help but notice the glazed, watery look on them.

"You promised you wouldn't do this." I took one final step towards him. Our bodies were only inches apart.

"And you promised you'd never leave…" his voice empty, hallow and hurt.

"Don't do this please, Jake. I want to leave remembering the good times we had," I pleaded, taking his hand in mine.

I brought his warm hand to my face, his palm cupped my cheek.

He took a deep breath. "Don't go, Bella. Please…"

"Jake, I have to. We have talked about this. You said it was okay. You said that I could go. I asked you."

"I know. I just thought I'd ask you to stay one last time," he sighed, "For good measure?" a smirk crept up on his face.

"I'll call you everyday, just like we planned."

"I'll call you first thing in the morning at seven before you have class, before I have to be at the shop," Jacob reminded me.

Like I would forget, he better call, every day, every morning. If I was going to get through this, he has to call.

"And I'll call you every night at nine to say good night. I'll text you every spare moment I have," I added.

"You better," he chuckled, "God Bella, I'm gonna miss you."

He dropped the hand from my cheek and wrapped his arms around my body. Leaning my head against his chest I could hear his heart beating with mine.

I would miss this. Miss the nights I'd spend with Jacob sleeping, cuddling in each other's arms.

But this was something I had to do. I needed to get out off the reservation, out of La Push, out of the rainy state of Washington that I called home.

It's what needed to be done.

"I'm gonna miss you, Jacob Black," I muttered into his chest.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. A single tear fell from my eyes. Jacob, being Jacob, knew something was up, loosening his grip on my body he looked down at me.

"Bella, you said you weren't going to do this," he mocked wiping the tear off my cheek.

"Shut up!" I cried burying my face into his chest.

"Hey, don't blame me. You're the one that went all 'I-need-to-find-who-I-am' and decided to go to college in California. Washington State is a great school."

"I need to do this, for me, for us."

"I know Bella," he paused, "Take care of yourself, alright?"

"I will, Jacob. Take care of yourself. Keep an eye on my dad for me please?"

He nodded silently and bent down, his forehead softly touching mine. Leaning in, his lips softly grazed mine. I snaked my arms around his neck pulling my body closer to his, deepening the kiss.

I would miss this.

We pulled apart at the sound of someone clearing their throat. I laughed as I turned around to see my second "father", Billy Black, in his wheelchair. Charlie leaning on the handles behind him.

"Goodbye, Billy," I exclaimed, running over to him to give him one final hug.

"Goodbye, Isabella. Have fun in California," he said, "Don't worry about these two." he gestured at Charlie and Jacob, "I'll keep an eye on them" he winked at me and smiled.

"Thanks." I smiled, kissed his cheek and went to hug my dad one last time.

"Bye, Dad."

"Bye, Bells," he sighed, kissing the crown of my head once more.

I walked over to the driver's side of my car where Jacob was holding the door open.

"Drive safely, Bella. Don't forget us," Jacob smirked.

I playfully hit him on the chest and got in the car. Stuffing my key in the ignition, I rolled the window down just as Jacob crouched down leaning into the car.

His warm hand cupped my cheek once more as he kissed me.

"I love you, Isabella Swan. Never forget that."

"I love you too, Jacob Black. Don't you ever forget that," I whispered kissing him once more.

He stepped away from the car.

I took a deep breath and put the car in reverse, slowly backing the car out of the driveway. I stopped for a second before driving off.

Looking back at the house I grew up in. Looking back at the three men standing in front of it. Waving like crazy fools, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. I would always have a home here in La Push. I would always have

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