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Authors' Note: Bemylullaby here! This was supposed to be an epic day of Katie and I posting together, but alas RL squeezed itself in between us and it's just me. Although, there are some parting notes from Katie bellow.

So…today is Gin Wednesday! Hazzah! But it's an epic Gin Wednesday, not to say every Gin Wednesday isn't epic, but this one is special. It might give my 100 Monkeys Gin Wednesday a run for its money…well on second thought, no, not it doesn't. Not even by a long shot, but it's still special, because of two reasons. One, today marks the seventh month anniversary of the beginning of the great kindred spirit bond that is Katie and I. (yes I realize we're nerds for remembering this)…two, it's Robbie's birthday! (oh Robbie…might I use this time to pimp out the greatness that is "I Love LA" over on twilighted(dot)net? It's a Rob fanfic and it's EPIC!) :D Happy Birthday 23rd Robert Pattinson!

I've kept you waiting long enough. This one is dedicated to the family and friend's of Daddy's Little Cannibal. May she rest in peace.

"I haven't seen you lately, but you still call me baby.

What about my name?

So I stand to save your soul, yes I stand to save your soul.

Before you're too far gone, before nothing can be done.

When I should I have lied, when I should've tried, when I had no fight in me"

-"Too Far Gone (Never Think)" Sam Bradley

Edward's POV:

The moment the door slammed shut I wanted to die.

Today was supposed to be perfect. It was perfect.

From the picnic, to the beach, to the sunset, to the…

Kiss.

It was our moment, our day, and it was all ruined. Because of him, because of Jacob and his jealous attitude.

I turned around to meet the faces of my friends. Their faces all bore the same expressions.

Sympathy.

"Don't." I shook my head brushing past Alice and Jasper towards my room.

"Edward," Alice called following close behind me. I could hear the sounds of her feet falling against the carpet.

I didn't even bother shutting the door. Alice came skipping through the door, shutting it behind her.

I slumped down on my bed with a defeated sigh.

I was in no mood for Alice's "Edward you can do it, you are Edward Cullen" pep talks.

"Spare me the pep talk, Alice, please."

Alice didn't stop, she was still walking towards me.

Whether I wanted to or not, I was getting this pep talk. Great.

"Edward, what just happened out there? What happened today? What's going on Edward? And don't you for a second even think to say nothing, because dammit Edward I know you, and there is something going on in that head of yours," she exclaimed taking a seat on the bed next to me.

And here it goes, might as well get it over with.

"It's just…I don't even know where to start. I shouldn't be surprised that something like this happened. It was bound to happen. I knew what I was doing when I made the decision to do it. I knew I would come out the under dog in the end. God I should've never done it," I mumbled furiously running my fingers through my hair.

As much as I didn't want to regret the beach and the kiss, I was slowly starting to. The tinge in the pit of my stomach was getting stronger and stronger.

"What are you talking about Edward? You're being quite vague about the entire thing. Did something happen between you and Bella? Edward, tell me."

"Listen, Alice, I don't want to talk about, please? Can you do that for me? Just leave it alone, I know it's a lot to ask for, but please, for me."

"Edward, whatever it, it must be serious. You never keep things from me, ever. You're an open book when it comes to me, but now when it comes to Bella, you close up, shut down. Listen Edward," she looked up at me with a smile. "Whatever it is, whatever happened just remember things happen for a reason. Whatever that reason was it'll work itself out, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever you say, Alice."

"Don't be so negative! You're always so negative when it comes to serious matters. Your glass is always half empty versus being half full."

"It's a little hard not to be negative when you're in love with a girl who doesn't love you," I blurted out before I realized what I said.

The smile on my sister's face grew ten times in the short span of a few seconds.

God, what did I just do?

"Edward."

"Alice, don't."

"Brother, dear."

"Alice."

"Oh twin of mine, whatever shall we do with you?"

"Alice don't you dare get any ideas."

"Oh but Edward…"

"No, end of story. Please, just leave it alone. I'm not going to be the one to break good things up. Bella is happy, that's all that matters. As long as Bella is happy, I'll be happy." I ran my hand lazily through my hair.

"But what about you, Edward? You deserve to be happy too, you can't keep beating yourself up over this. Whatever happened between you and Bella today was meant to happen. Stop trying to find reasons to regret it."

"But…"

"No, don't you dare regret whatever tangled web you and Bella have woven, Edward," Alice took my hands in hers, looking me dead square in the eyes, "whatever you do, whatever you want, know that we're here for you. We're here standing behind you, supporting you in your decisions. And know, that I think you and Bella would be great together."

"Alice…"

"I'm just saying, Edward. You guys would be amazing together. I've seen the two of you together. You compliment each other, I've never seen you like this. With Bella you have that glow about you, you get that ridiculous smirk on your face when she walks in the room. But right now, Edward you look like someone killed your cat, ran it over and then showed it to you. Whatever you do, don't let her see you like this. You're worried about making her happy. If she sees how much this Jacob thing is beating you up, it'll make things that much more complicated for her. Put on the happy face and just do it," Alice said getting up off the bed. "Don't go emo on us either."

And with that my sister walked out of the room.

She left me to wallow in my worries and doubts before Bella came back. Alice was right, I needed to get over this, I needed to come to terms with the fact that Bella isn't mine. That she's with Jacob and not me.

Not with me.

But with Jacob.

Bella's POV:

I turned over in bed only to be met by Jacob's warm, sleeping form.

Right, Jacob.

Alice and Rosalie had graciously given us the room when we came back up, claiming that we needed some "alone" time.

Alone time.

Right.

Jacob and I spent the rest of the afternoon beating around the bush. We wandered around the campus, went to dinner and came back to the dorm. When we got there everyone was sitting around the TV, everyone except Edward.

Edward.

The red numbers on the alarm clock screamed at me, it was three in the morning. I've been tossing and turning for hours now trying to get to sleep, but I couldn't. My mind wouldn't stop processing everything that happened today.

Edward's non-date-date, the picnic on the beach, the sunset, the kiss, the feeling of his lips on mine, the way my body still ached for him.

Then there was Jacob. I still couldn't fathom the idea that he was here, with me, lying next to me in my small full size bed. I knew the talk we had yesterday wasn't going to be the last. He took the news of my new living arrangements a bit too easy.

I couldn't do this, I needed to clear my head. There was no way I was going to get any sleep anyways. I was going to hate myself in the morning.

Carefully I tried to get out of bed.

"Bells?" Jacob groaned, rustling in the bed.

"Ssh, go back to sleep. I'm just going to get something to drink in the kitchen. I'll be back." I leaned over and kissed his forehead and slipped out of the room.

The living room was dark, save for the flickering light coming from the TV. I maneuvered through the living room and into the kitchen. Reaching for the handle of the fridge I opened it up. A gust of the cool, refrigerator air tickled my skin.

Just as I reached for a bottle of water I felt someone brush up against me. I could feel someone breathing down my neck.

"Bella…"

I knew that voice from anywhere.

His fingers tickled across my shoulders. I closed my eyes taking a deep breath. For someone who was trying to clear their mind in hopes to sleep, escaping to the kitchen was probably not the best idea.

"Edward." I spun around and he was standing there. His hands resting against the doors of the refrigerator.

He looked lost. His hair was all over the place, like he had been running his fingers through his hair for hours.

"La mia vita," he whispered. He reached his hand out to caress my cheek.

My eyes closed shut as I took in everything about Edward.

His smell.

His touch.

His smile.

His eyes.

I felt like it had been days- weeks- since I last saw him. When in reality it had only been a few hours. A few short hours since I went from on top of the world to having the walls crash down around me. I had no idea where I was going, what was going on.

"Edward, please…" I sighed, not knowing exactly what I was trying to say.

"What, Bella, what do you want?"

"I don't know, Edward, I don't know," I willingly admitted.

I buried my head in Edward's chest looking for some form of comfort I knew I could get with him.

"La mia vita, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," I managed to mumble. "I- just- hold me."

He didn't say a word. I just felt his arms wrap around my body, his fingers softly brush through my hair. He started to hum a melody I'd heard somewhere before.

"Edward?" I asked lifting my head off of his chest.

"Yeah, Bella?"

"I should probably get back to bed."

I heard him let out a defeated sigh as he released his grip on me.

"Good night, Bella."

"Good night, Edward."

I looked up at him, he looked down on me. His eyes were looking for some sort of guidance. Some kind of answer. Frankly, I'm not sure I was the right person to be guiding him.

I felt his fingers graze my jawbone stopping short of my chin, ghosting over my lips. Then down to my chin, lifting it up just enough to bring my lips closer to his.

Was this really going to happen? Was he going to kiss me while my boyfriend was just a few feet away in the other room?

He leaned in closer to me. I could feel his breath against my skin, then he touched his soft lips to mine. Every nerve ending in my body went array. His tongue darted across my lips, his hands fisted through my hair. What started off as a simple good night kiss was starting to get a little heated.

I had to pull away.

I couldn't do this.

I took a second to catch my breath then looked up at him. His eyes were pitch black, full of hunger and lust. Standing up at my tiptoes, using the counter behind him as leverage, I leaned up to his ear.

"Il mio tutto," I whispered kissing the hallow behind his ear before turning away.

Il mio tutto, it might just be a fancy Italian way for saying my everything, but somehow deep down inside he had a deeper meaning to it.

As I walked away I could've sworn I heard him whisper "my everything".

I carefully snuck back into bed with Jacob only have him pull me tight into his body.

"I missed this," he whispered kissing the top of my head. "Sleeping with you. Holding you in my arms."

"I missed it too Jake, I missed it too," I sighed sinking deeper into his arms.

Monday morning.

The entire weekend I spent working and hanging out with Jacob, skirting around the much needed conversation. It was nice to have Jacob around, I'll admit I didn't really realize how much I missed him until he was here. Honestly I think I might've just been too wrapped up in everything Edward t even notice.

Edward.

For some reason he was MIA the entire weekend at he dorm. Leaving early in the morning, coming back late at night. Even if I did see him in the dorm he acted as if I wasn't there. He would walk in, smile and wave at whoever was in the living room and shut himself in the boy's room. I had a feeling his absurd behavior had something to do with Jacob being there.

"Bella, you ready?" Jacob asked poking his head into the room. "I thought I'd walk you to class today.

"Yeah," I responded grabbing my bag off my bed. "That would be nice."

Walking into the living room I felt like I was walking on death row.

Alice and Jasper were in the kitchen, eating breakfast. Rosalie and Emmett had their books strewn across the dining room table in attempt to finish some last minute homework, I'm sure.

Edward was sitting on the couch, his bag resting in his lap. His hand running through his hair furiously. He looked up at me when he heard the door of my room shut.

"Bella," he exclaimed getting up off the couch heading over towards me. "Let's get going, you're running late. We may not have enough time to get some coffee?"

I smiled.

"Don't worry Edward, I've got it this morning," Jacob slipped his arm around my waist. "Let's get you to class Bells, grab you a coffee or something."

"Bella," Edward said his voice hurt and distant. "But we always…"

"I've got this, Edward. I'd like to walk my girlfriend to class if you don't mind," Jacob pulled his grip around me tighter, nearly knocking me into his body.

I looked back and forth between Jacob and Edward. They were staring each other down.

"Bella, come on you'll be late for class," Jacob started to pull me towards the door brushing right pass Edward.

When I passed him I heard him sigh and then he turned away.

The moment we left the dorm the questions started.

"Do you always walk to class with Edward, Bella?" Jacob asked finally letting go of my waist allowing me to actually walk on my own.

"I usually do. Our first morning classes are in the same building, so it works out. We usually stop and grab a coffee and the café I work at too."

"You spend a lot of time with Edward?

"Um," how am I supposed to answer this question? It as a loaded question, no matter how I answered it, the answer would be wrong. "Sometimes."

"Sometimes?"

"Yeah," I sighed walking slightly ahead of Jacob.

"I don't like it." I heard Jacob say from behind me.

How dare he!

"Oh?"

Jacob had caught up with me, pulling my arm stopping me. He twirled me around so I was facing him.

"Yeah, oh. I don't like it, Bella. Not at all, not even a little. Can't you walk to class with Alice or something?"

"Alice's class starts thirty minutes after mine does and it's on the opposite side of the campus Jacob. Edward's class starts at the same time mine does, in the same building. It's convenient."

"I don't like this. From what I gathered from everyone that lives in your dorm you spend a whole lot of time with Edward."

"Well I don't like you hanging out with Leah." The words flew out of my mouth before I my brain could process what I said.

I didn't want to do this right now, but the last statement I made was opened the can of worms. I could see the anger flaring up in Jacob again.

"That's different, Bella," he said letting go of my wrist, turning his body away from me. "Leah is my best friend's sister, it's natural I'm going to see her all the time. You and Edward, that's different. It's clear that the guy harbors some feelings towards you. You don't think I haven't noticed the looks he's been giving you every time I turn away. You don't think I've noticed the smart ass comments Emmett and Jasper have been making towards him when I lean in to kiss you."

"And what, you don't think Leah's feelings towards you are strictly platonic, Jacob?! For Christ's sake, she tried to kiss you last year when we had that bonfire down at First Beach. Tell me, tell me how that translates into platonic feelings, Jacob. She's using this opportunity to move in on you," I huffed. "I need to get to class. I don't have time to argue with you right now."

"No, we're going to talk about this now. We've put this off the entire weekend, you brought it up, we're talking about it now."

"In the middle of the walkway, Jake? Really? You're making a scene, everyone that passes by is looking at me like I'm a crazy lady. We can talk about this after I get out of class, before I work tonight."

"You're working tonight? You're always working. I never get to see you."

I took a deep breath.

"Jacob, I have to work. I have to pay for everything somehow. It's not my fault you showed up unexpectedly on my doorstep. I can't drop everything to spend time with you, and I'm sorry, but it's true. I'll see if I can get out earlier than usual, but there's no promise. Jacob," I took his hands into mine. "I wanna talk about this, we need to get over this. I don't want you leaving to go back home without talking about this. The moment I get out of class this afternoon we can sit down and talk about this, okay?"

"Whatever, Bella. What am I supposed to do in the mean time?"

"Hang out with Emmett. He doesn't have class until this afternoon, I'm sure he'd be more than happy to spend the day playing video games with you," I glanced down at my watch. "Jake, I've got to get to class. I love you, I'll talk to you later." I leaned up, kissed his cheek and ran. I ran as fast as my legs would take me.

I was a coward for walking away from the situation like that, but I needed to do it. As much as I wanted to talk about whatever was going on between us, the middle of a walkway was not the right place for it.

Besides, I really was running late for class.

"White Chocolate Mocha with an extra kick of everything, low fat moo juice," Edward crooned, as he leaned against the wall right across from my classroom, "With an added bonus of a coffee cake, warmed up just the way you liked it."

"Edward, you're a god send, thank you so much." I took the cup out of his hands and he stuffed the pastry into my bag.

"Bella, you looked flustered are you okay? Where's Jacob?"

"We got into a bit of a misunderstanding."

I couldn't help but notice the small smirk that crept up on his face at the mention of the "misunderstanding" between Jacob and I.

"I'm sorry to hear that, Bella, I really do," he smirked. "Is Jacob coming to walk you to your next class?"

"Honestly, I have no idea. I told him we'd talk this afternoon before I went to work because I didn't want to argue in public. Then he got upset because I've been working all weekend and I have to work tonight and that he's upset I didn't take some time off. Well Christ, if I would've known I would've taken time off. How am I supposed to do that if he just shows up at my doorstep without a phone call? I just can't not show up for work, I don't want to look like a flake. He should understand, I mean he knows how serious I get about things. God, he's so frustrating. I just wish he would get over himself and understand-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm down turbo," Edward interrupted me placing his hand on my arm rubbing it up and down. "Listen, I'll swing by after my class gets out to see if he's around. If he's not, I'll walk you to your next class?"

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

"Take a deep breath, Bella, don't stress over it." He bent down, kissed my cheek and walked away.

Don't stress over it.

Easier said than done.

The entire day at school was Jacob free. He didn't show up in between my classes, he didn't show up during the hour I had lunch. He didn't even show up after my last class. Edward didn't even show up then.

"Hello, is anyone home?" I called out as I walked into the dorm.

The living room was empty and quite. Which was a bit odd. There was usually always someone here at this time of day.

"In here Bella!" Jacob's voice called out from my bedroom.

I slowly walked towards the room unsure of what I would find.

"How was class?" Jacob asked sprawled out on my bed, my laptop resting on his lap.

"Fine. Where is everyone?" I dropped my bag by the door and joined him on the bed.

"Um, out. I kinda asked them if I could get some time to talk to you."

That would explain why Edward wasn't there to walk me back to the dorm after class.

"Oh."

"Listen, Bella, I'm really sorry I overreacted earlier. It's just sometimes I feel like you're pushing me away. It's like you have this whole other life down here, without me. I guess I'm just jealous," he admitted setting my laptop down on the floor.

"There's…" I took a deep breath. You could do this. "Nothing to be worried about, Jacob, but you're right. I have this whole other life here in California. It was bound to happen and you're not in it, because you're not here. I can't help the fact that things happened that way."

"But still, Bella..."

"No, no but still. This thing I have going on for me in California is great, Jacob. I'm having a great time and yes, I miss being home. I miss hanging out with you and the guys. I miss my dad, I miss going down to First Beach and watching the green and blue flames flicker from the driftwood bonfires we had. I miss you Jacob, God only knows how much I miss you, but it's a sacrifice I have to make to do this. I needed to get away from small town life. I needed to get away and not be a short drive home."

"But you don't need to replace me! It's like you're forgetting me, Bella."

"Who said I was replacing you? Where are you getting this stuff from Jake? I'm not replacing you, I could never replace what you and I have. We're Jacob and Bella, we're…forever," I gulped just thinking about the future.

Were we really forever still?

"You mean that, Bella?"

"I do, but where are you getting these ideas in your head?"

"Leah," he mumbled.

"Who?" I needed to hear it again.

"Leah." He hung his head down.

"And you fucking getting mad at me because I have coffee in the morning with Edward! I told you Leah has feelings for you, Jake. She'll say anything and everything to get you to break up with me so she can have you all to her fucking self. Just you wait, the next time I see her, I'm gonna, I'm gonna…"

"Bella, calm down. There's no need to resort to violence," Jacob chuckled.

"Why did she even say that? Did she just come up to you and say 'Hey Jacob, I think Bella is forgetting you,'?"

"Well…"

"Well, what?"

"I kind of talk to her about it, she asked how you were doing and it kind of all came pouring out. I didn't mean to, honest. It just happened. We've been spending a lot of time together recently. I'm not going to lie to you about that, Bella," he looked across at me, "It's good to have someone to talk to that's not one of the guys. You're not there to talk to and I miss having the girlie input."

Missed having the girlie input?

Did I die or something? Maybe I fell of the face of the earth.

"And I'm not a phone call away?"

"It's different, Bella. It's not the same calling you, it's so impersonal. So I have Leah to talk to now."

Two can play this game, Jacob Black.

"Well, I miss having that male presence in my life. So I have Edward. He's been keeping me sane in the midst of the love fest going on in my dorm," I retorted with a smirk on my face.

"That's hardly the same, Bella. We've known Leah forever."

"Yes and she still has feelings for you. Whether or not Edward has feelings for me is irrelevant to the point. Leah is there for you to talk to, Edward is here for me to talk to."

"But Leah doesn't walk you to class every morning or buy you coffee."

"But if she could, if she had the chance to, she would."

"Yeah, well-"

Jacob was interrupted by the sounds of his cell phone ringing. Fumbling through his pocket he finally found it and when I glanced over at the caller I.D. screen I wasn't surprised.

"Speak of the devil," I pouted crossing my arms against my chest.

"Give me one second, Bella," Jacob said flipping the phone open.

I sighed rolling my eyes. "Whatever."

"Lee-lee, hey, what's up?"

Lee-lee.

What the hell? Since when did Leah become Lee-lee? Wasn't that the name Sam called her when they were dating?

"No, I'm still here." "I don't know how much longer I'll be here. Maybe another day or so." "Yeah, well I'm sorry about that." "I promise I'll call you when I found out." "Okay, I'll talk to you later." "Bye."

He shut the phone closed and walked back over to the bed.

"Sorry about that. She wanted to know when I was coming home," Jacob apologized.

"Lee-lee?"

"Yeah," he said taking his spot on the bed next to me. "Where were we?"

"It's not important where we were. Why are you calling her Lee-lee? When the hell did she go from being Leah Clearwater to fucking Lee-lee?!"

"Bella, it's not even like that. why are you getting mad? She's just a friend." He reached over to touch me and I flinched away.

"No, you don't get to pull that card Jacob Black. If you're going to give me a whole load of crap for being friends with Edward, you do not get to tell me Leah fucking Clearwater is just a friend," I stood up from the bed, "I get the fact that she's just a friend and you can talk to her, but have you ever thought that maybe, just maybe, Edward is my friend and I can talk to him about anything? Did you? Did you ever think that about that before you started making accusations Jacob?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," he slid across the bed to the side I was standing next to and got off, "I never accused you or Edward of being anything more than friends. I just don't like the fact that you're spending so much time with someone who clearly has feelings for you."

"Yeah, well you and your nasty glares, your defensive controlling tone you get when the three of us are in the same room. You're metaphorically whizzing on me, Jacob. So while you may never have said anything about Edward and I being anything more than friends, the vibes you're sending off are saying differently."

I couldn't fight it anymore. The tears I'd been holding back all day finally fell.

"If you'll drop the fact that I'm spending time with Leah, I'll drop the fact that you're spending time with Edward. Deal?"

What the hell was this, deal or no deal? I didn't know there were rules about who I was allowed to befriend.

"Whatever, Jacob, just whatever," I spat walking away from him. I needed to walk away before I said something stupid.

Before I could even make it out of the room I felt Jacob's hand grip my wrist, spinning me around so I was facing him.

"Jacob what the he-"

His lips interrupted me.

Not a second spared and I was pushed up against the wall of my bedroom, my legs wrapped tightly around Jacob's waist. Our mouths were frantically moving with each others, our tongues swirling around. The taste of him and the salt from my tears was all I could taste. His hands were tangled in my hair, my hands gripping around his shoulders for support.

Our kisses were never like this.

These were angry, bitter, I hate you kisses.

Jacob never acted like this with me, ever.

I'm not sure that I liked it.

"Jacob stop." Using my hands I pushed his face away from mine. He growled turning his attention from my face to my neck.

"Jacob, stop this." he didn't stop. His lips continued to trail down my neck to my collarbone. One of this hands managed to find their way down to the hem of my shirt tugging it up exposing the skin of my stomach. "Jake, stop."

He didn't stop. His fingers traveling up my skin, slipping under the wire of my bra. I felt his massive hand cup my breast kneading it. His hips grinded against mine and I could feel his erection straining in his jeans. He took my nipple in between his fingers giving it a nice, firm twist and I moaned in pleasure.

God I missed this.

God I missed him.

But, no, this couldn't happen like this. I wouldn't let it. I'm not about to let sex solve our problems, are issues.

I swatted his hand away and gave his body one final push.

"Jacob, no, not like this." his furious attempt at exploring my body stopped.

I let my grip on his waist go, Jacob's arms guided me down the wall.

"Bella, I'm sorry." His head dropped like he was ashamed of himself.

"Jacob, look at me."

"I'm sorry, Bella," he admitted bringing his head up looking at me.

"There is nothing to be sorry about, but I will not let you do this like that."

"I'm sorry, I really am, Bella. But I feel like I'm losing you, with every day that passes by it gets worse."

"Jacob, you're not losing me, I'm still here. I'll always be here, you know that. what can I do to make you see that?"

"Come home with me."

"Jacob."

"It was worth a shot."

"Yeah well, it was a cheap shot. I love you, Jacob Black, I do. I just wish you'd see that."

"I do see that and I love you too, so much. I'm sorry about the Leah thing. I should've told you I was talking to her about things. I shouldn't have kept it from you." His hand brushed up, wiping the last bit of tears on my cheeks.

"And I shouldn't have kept the fact that I was living with three guys, let alone Edward, from you. I was just afraid of what you would say, how you would react."

"Forgive me Bella?"

"Forgiven. Forgive me?"

"Forgiven, I love you."

"I love you too."

Jacob's arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest.

Even though we've managed to make up and forgive each other for this current misunderstanding, I knew this wasn't going to be the end of it. I knew this was not going to be the last I heard about Leah, nor would it be the last time he'd hear about Edward.

But for now it would work. I could go to sleep at night and wake up knowing that, for the time being, everything was going to be okay.

Before we get into serious matters let me get all the witty-ness out of my system. First off, check out my new collab with Miztrezboo "Down By the Swimming Hole". It's an Alice/Jasper fic and it's got Southern Jasper. I think that should be enough to send you running. :D Secondly, a shout out to my fellow peen queens! :D I heart you all…hard! Viva Los Foundation within a Foundation!

Oh and I think you should ALL go and acquire Sam Bradley's version of Never Think, because it is amazing. But don't get upset because Sam isn't trying to steal the song...he wrote it with our dear Robbie, if you didn't know. :D

Now to serious, more pressing matters.

Katie?

Hi everyone. A very sad event has occurred in the Twilight fanfiction world...DLC (Daddy's Little Cannibal) was killed in a drunk driving accident. So we'd like to dedicate this chapter in memoriam. She was an amazing writer, and I had to relive her wittiness and skill, so I reread "Sex Education with Emmett" and "Stupid Pixie Shaped Vampire" just to remind myself of her genius. They made me smile and realize, that she will live on forever through her words, and she is extremely legendary. The fanfiction world has suffered a tremendous loss, and I encourage all of you to read her stories, they'll make you smile, and so much more. So I encourage you to say a prayer, mantra, whatever it is you believe in...for her family, friends and her soul, there were a few people who were close to her on fanfiction, and she loved her writing. (and it showed) Although I did not know her personally, through writing, you learn about the author, and well, yes, that's how I "got to know" her. For some reason, I feel as if all you Twilight fanfiction writers are immortal, it's not that I feel like you all don't exist, it was just a wakeup call. It reminds me that you all are people, and that you all do exist. I think this sorta brings us closer together, and makes us all the more better as a whole. I've seen the outpouring of support, and I figure this is our way of doing our part.
Rest In Peace, Stephanie.

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