"Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate."

Cecilia looked just like Bella. Her hair, her eyebrows, her skin, her cheeks, the way that she smiled...it was great to see again. She resembled the bloodsucker, too.

The way that the girl looked at me was as if I were just an ordinary person. Cecilia didn't care about what I really was. She could care less that I was werewolf, though she was living in a house full of blood thirsty leeches. I guess she got that from Bella.

I remember when I saw her laughing on the other side of the beach I had some hope. Her face lit up, just like Bella's. I thought that she was Bella. I was stupid enough to actaully think that Bella had maybe changed her mind and decided to stay human. Maybe she was here to find me, to want me back, to want to have a new and improved life with me. I forgot at that moment about how she had a girl with the bloodsucker after they got married.

The poor girl's blood drained from her face when I went up to her. My heart raced. I couldn't believe my eyes. I was so sure that it was Bella. Her friends stared at me, examining my clothes and appearance. Her guy friend looked as if he were going to fight me if I did anything. I could take him, for sure. When the girl told me that she wasn't Bella, all of my hope were crushed and destroyed. I realized instantly who she really was. Disappointment washed over my whole body, and for a brief moment I felt a sudden hatred for the poor girl. Why the hell was she even alive? I knew that bloodsuckers couldn't have kids. That was impossible. Yet, she stood a few inches away from me.

When I stalked off, I felt bad for myself. So, Bella wasn't coming back for me. She was a blood--I mean, Bella was a vampire now. But when the girl called me back, I suddenly felt selfish. Her voice was meek, very innocent. I had a huge urge to punch myself in the face. It wasn't her fault that she was alive. When I turned around to face her, she tried to look brave. I abruptly remembered her name. It was Cecilia. I had to admit, her name was really pretty. So was she. I wanted to talk to her. No, I needed to talk to her. I wasn't sure what about, but we had to.

The girl, Cecilia, was shocked that I knew her name. I was shocked myself that she knew who I was. I figured that the bloodsucker wouldn't want his daughter to know about me, you know, the stupid werewolf boy who tried to steal his girlfriend. But Cecilia actually seemed happy to see me. Bella had told her stories about me she explained to me. Cecilia said that I was still her mom's best friend...that she still loved me. I couldn't help but smile at that. Cecilia smiled, too, just because I did. Wow...she was really, really pretty...

Cecilia seemed impressed that I was the new leader of the pack, that I welcomed her family back to Forks, but it was only for her. When I saw her when she was just born, I knew that she would like it here. I had forgotten about those warm feelings that I had for her when I thought she was Bella, though...

Man, I'm such an idiot.

I did'nt want to tell her about Sam's death when she asked. I didn't want to tell her how it was my fault...it was for his own good, though. Again, it was all for her.

I learned quickly that she was a klutz, just like Bella. A gust of wind blew her down into my arms. I laughed at the expression on her face, she wasn't expecting how hot I was.

I brought Cecilia over to my house. She wanted to see my mysterious motorcycle that she had heard about many times from Bella. When I showed her my bike, her green eyes lit up. Cecilia touched it gently as if it were going to break at any second. She smiled faintly as she stroked it.

"So, you really don't hate me?" Cecila asked, keeping her eyes locked on the bike.

I felt horrible when she said that.

"I never hated you," I said.

Cecilia looked up at me, giving me a small smile. She looked exactly, and I mean exactly, like Bella at that moment.

"I never hated you, either," said Cecilia, kindly.

"Good to know," I replied.