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Bella

It took three days before I could face the school again. Christine said that I didn't have to go back yet. I could take my time.

I didn't want time. If I had the time to heal, I would have the time to think. What made it worse… was the dreams of Daddy were worse than ever, and now Jasper was thrown into the mix.

If I was alone…I would die. I would keep my promise to Daddy. And believe it or not…That's not what I wanted.

I made a promise to Jasper and I couldn't keep that if there was a chance suicides went to Hell…I couldn't risk it.

Click, clack, click, clack

I paced my breathing with the sounds of my crutches touching the floor. The accident broke three of my ribs, pulled a muscle in my shoulder, and tore my ACL in my knee. According to my Doctor, I'd be on crutches for six months due to the surgery to replace it.

"Surgery, therapy, recover" he had said. He didn't understand…I won't recover. Not without Jasper.

"Recover" Whoever invented that word can go to Hell. With Jasper… The world could be ending and he could stop any pain from hurting me just by holding my hand…because when I was with him… the world didn't matter.

Just me, just him.

Click, clack, click, clack

Breathe in, breathe out, let it go.

The thought became a prayer… a hope. Let it go. Stop picturing that last smile on his face…He won't ever smile again.

I was at my locker by now staring at the faded grey paint in the empty hall. Why make him stop smiling? Why not look at him smiling every day? Why make it hurt? Why stop remembering?

Pulling out all the pictures I carried with me of Jasper and Daddy…I started taping them to the outside of my locker door… why not show the world what keeps me going?

I paused when my knee started hurting, I only had two pictures taped up…not enough.

I jumped at the familiar voice behind me:

"Want some help with that?" The cocky bastard even smirked at me.

"Edward? What do you want?"

He frowned and I saw honest pain touch his eyes. "Bella…Listen. I'm sorry. You were right I could have stopped all of this. I could have kept you from- just give me a chance to fix what I caused?" For a second he glanced at a picture of me wrapped in Jasper's arms. He thinks that if he never cheated I never would have met Jasper? I glanced at the picture for a second before gazing at the picture above it of Daddy kissing my forehead.

"Edward…had you not have cheated on me…I would have cheated on you. I would have met him, and I would have left you for him. I wouldn't have looked back."

He flinched and whispered something I didn't hear.

"Well…will you let me try to fix things?"

"How?"

"Will you go to prom with me?"

I took a single glance at my crutches leaning against my locker before glaring at him.

"Are you trying to humiliate me? Look at me!"

"Bella, calm down. I wouldn't let you out of my sight."

I took a deep breath and glanced at Jaspers picture. Well…I have to move on sometime.

"Fine"

One week later

I can't believe that I'm actually attempting this. Why in GODS name did I agree to this? My mom leaned behind me and zipped up the back end of my navy blue dress and smiled

"You look so beautiful…look the dress even covers up your cast!"

Thanks mom… like I needed THAT reminder…

Edward picked me up at seven to take me to dinner at Arbys…Really romantic. I know.

Thanks be to GOD there weren't too many fast songs but during one point I decided I needed to use the rest room and limped away. I frowned as I saw notebooks and pencils lining the floor before I realized it was my locker. Leaning on it's hinges with it's contents spilled all over the hall wasn't what froze my heart.

Every picture Edward and I had taped on my locker was torn in half. Leaving the pieces of me shredded on the door. The message itself was clear: I'm alone.

There was one thing left in my locker that made me sink to the floor and press my hand to my mouth and choke back tears.

A bloody trinket that read:

C, rose, W, sun, F, star, F, key, B, skull, J, circle, F

When Christines cold fingers touched my shoulder a single tear slipped from my eye.

I was holding Jaspers bloody bracelet.

Why was Edward smiling?

Ignoring the pain in my leg I stood and asked Edward to drive me home. When I got there, I changed into a t-shirt and shorts and climbed into my mothers truck. Ignoring the speed limits I made it to the meadow… There were two people there. It didn't occur to me that it was storming. My gaze was fixed on the boy laying in the soaked grass.

Tussled bronze hair, broad shoulders…he looked just like Jasper.

I sank to my knees and cried. Everything I had, until someone lifted my chin.

Jasper.

Jasper! He was okay! He was alive! My heart swelled and fresh tears of joy filled my eyes until he turned and walked away. With a parting "Glad to see your alright Bells." he went back to the girl that hadn't moved. I watched as he smiled at her and tenderly kissed her lips. I watched as he pressed against her. I watched the clothes come off. I watched…oh god I watched I couldn't look away from the horror occurring before me.

When they were finished he walked back over to me and smirked. "You could have left… you didn't have to see that."

I said nothing. I still couldn't see the face of the girl…but suddenly I hated her.

She had stolen him. Changed him. This wasn't my Jasper…but it was. I didn't see her walk up before she started talking.

"Hello, Bella. It's good to see you again…Jasper and I have become such great friends don't you think?"

My jaw dropped. It couldn't be.

"Alice?"

"How's Edward?"

I should be ashamed of thinking I knew everything, because you can know the whole world and still feel lost in it. So many people are in pain - no matter how smart or accomplished - they cry, they yearn, they hurt. But instead of looking down on things, they look up, which is where I should have been looking, too. Because when the world quites to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love, and a peaceful heart

Breathe baby girl

Pain doesn't last forever

Daddy.