Hey everyone. SOOOO sorry for not updating in a while, but I've been busy with school and things I'm also taking my Learner's permit test in a month…soo ya that's exciting! Anyways this is what I have so far, but don't worry I won't desert this story.

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EDWARD POV

I woke up early the next morning, the light outside my window still dim. I had slept surprisingly well, and was glad that the mattress was comfortable. I sat up, rubbed my face, and then stretched, swinging my feet off the bed. I stood up, yawned, and scratched my stomach lazily, shuffling into the main open area. It was warm inside, due to the fact that it was still the end of the summer, and I chuckled as I stopped to admire the sun rising over the city. I had a perfect view of it from the wall of windows in the living room. My stomach rumbled loudly, and I eyed the empty box of pizza on the counter. I remembered dismally that there was no food in the cupboards, and walked back into my new bedroom, deciding that it was time to go shopping. I pulled on some jeans and a t-shirt, picked up my new camera and placed the strap around my neck and then slipped on my shoes. Grabbing my keys, I headed out the door and down the elevator. As I came out of the building, I checked the time on my cell phone, it was 7am, I laughed again at how early I had got up. Usually, I would be in bed for a good 3 hours more at least. I figured it must be the jet lag, and then enjoyed the relative quietness of the streets as I strolled around trying to find a grocery store. I snapped a picture of the fiery sunrise, now in it's full glory, glowing behind the skyscrapers, and smiled as it printed out, pocketing it after drying it off. Then, feeling like a fool, I asked a middle aged woman walking briskly down the street to take a picture of me with the sunrise behind me, to send to Bella. She took it and then walked on, continuing on her way to what I guessed was work. My stomach grumbled again and I turned into a small cozy looking cafe and bought myself some coffee and a blueberry muffin, eating it slowly, savouring the baked goodness of it. I decided that I was enjoying myself, and smiled vaguely as the sun finished rising, and more people started to file into the coffee shop. I finished my small breakfast and then found a grocery store to fill out my cupboards, stocking up on things I could cook myself, like macaroni and cheese, eggs, and bread for sandwiches. I bought good stuff like popcorn and cookies, but I also bought things like laundry soap. I felt more independant than I ever had in my life, and I was sort of liking it. It gave me a huge sense of freedom. I walked back home in the warmish air, trying to memorize the root to the store, and headed back upstairs. I then put away all the groceries, unpacked all my things, and settled down on the couch, turning on the T.V.

BELLA POV

I was back in the campground again, everything blurry, cold and dark. Words were muffled, cold hands were on me, and then pain was intense, and my scar seemed to rip open again. Then there was a face I knew even when it was so blurred. Edward's bronze hair and green eyes were there. He was saying soothing things, sounding like he might cry, trying to calm me down. It hurt to move my mouth. It hurt to do everything. I was so scared. I didn't feel right and the feeling of panic and chaos around me only intensified it. There was an overwhelming pulse in my head, and the urge to sleep. I needed to close my eyes and sleep. But Edward was telling me from somewhere far away to stay awake, to please not close my eyes. There was pressure on my hand, Emmett's warm smell, a cool, damp rag, and more pain in my face...

I opened my eyes, sitting straight up in bed. That was the second time I had revisited the night of the party in my dreams. It left me panting, a cool sweat on my forehead. I pulled my blankets back around me, rubbing my faint scar, feeling the healed skin, all nice and sewn together by the miracle of the human body. I thought about skin, and how it seemed to just re-materialize and create something new. My cheek had been torn apart, and now it was perfect and unbroken again. It was amazing, really. I got up out of bed and went downstairs, making myself a cup of tea. I took a sip, and it warmed me down to my core, its hot sweetness washing away all the bad memories, reassuring me that they were in the past. I opened the front door and sat down on the steps, already moderately warmed, and watched the sun rise behind the houses. I liked to watch sunrises as often as I could, because they were different every day. Different colours, intensities and feelings. This one was mostly pink, slowly filling the sky with it's timid glow. Just then, I heard the door open quietly behind me and heard my dad come outside. He sat down beside me in his morning slippers, plaid and green, and sighed.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked in a curious way.

"Just watching." I said truthfully. The skin around his eyes crinkled in a comforting way as he smiled.

"I see. It is beautiful." He said, turning his attention as well to the sunrise that was now in it's full glory. I nodded. We watched until it was over, just sitting side by side, our shoulders brushing, quiet and content. He stood up to go back inside, and he pulled me up with his hand. I brushed the dirt off the seat of my pants and followed him back inside, deciding I would call Alice for some girl time.

Review? Sorry about the shortness.

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