Disclaimer: All these characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.

I yawned deeply unwilling myself to open my eyes and leave my peaceful unconscious state. Every ounce of me wanted to hold on to whatever dream I had just been having. I could not recall exact details of it but the stirring inside of me left a feeling of happiness and content. I didn't want the unknown dream to end just yet and I tried to tie images together to bring my mind back to that place.

My body was comfortably engulfed in a protective warm blanket and it was the kind of warmth that a person did not step away or out of. It reminded me of the warmth of the suns rays during the summers in Arizona that I loved dearly before I moved to Forks to live with Charlie. I clung to this warmth now and tried to piece together the dream. Did I dream of my forgotten home?

A warm breeze blew across my face and I pictured the warm breeze of Arizona. I was still half awake however and I had never felt such a realistic dream in my whole life. The breeze continue to gently graze my face almost to the timing of my own breathing. As my mind wandered in and out, images began to come back to me. My dark room… Edward in a tuxedo…tears.. The events of last night began flooding back and I felt fully awake now, knowing that going back to sleep would be impossible.

As I opened my eyes, the frustration of the dream I could not go back to was overridden by the dream that had come true and was holding me in his arms. Edward's face was inches from mine. His eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly parted so that I could feel his breathing on my face. Our bodies were pressed against each other and he had his arms wrapped around me, while our legs intertwined.

He looked so peaceful and relaxed and I couldn't help but smile. His hair was ruffled with sleep and he still had on his black tux with the collar opened. I did a quick scan down and saw that I was still dressed in my gown and we were both laying on top of the covers, yet comfortably warm in our embrace. I starred at his beautiful face for some time before succumbing to the urge to touch him, slowly lifting my fingers to trace along his jaw. He stirred for a second, snuggling in closer to me and tightening his arms around my body.

I held my breath, not wanting to wake him in fear that he would let go of me when he realized our position. It was the best feeling to have him holding me in his arms like this and I knew my time was limited so I clung to however many seconds I could get. After a few minutes of stillness, I brought my fingers back up to his lips and let them pass over them lightly. I wanted so badly to have my lips replace where my fingers were placed.

My fingers on his lips stirred him again and I gulped and took them away, hoping once again that I didn't wake him, but his eyes slowly opened. I was dreading to see the awkwardness and regret in his eyes when his saw the position we were in. His reaction wasn't what I expected however when his eyes fully opened and took me in. He smiled his beautiful crooked grin, all the while never releasing me from his grasp. The only thing that I could do at that moment was stare back awe struck and finally give him back the smile that he was graciously giving me. We just laid looking at each other for a minute and never pulling away.

Before I was going to say something, I heard the front door close and footsteps on the stairs. My eyes widen at the realization of who it was that was walking up the stairs at that very moment. Charlie. I quickly pushed off of Edward, knowing that Charlie had just returned home from his night shift and would most likely check on me before he went to sleep.

Pushing off of Edward seemed to be a bad idea in my small bed as he rolled off and landed on the floor in a thud. The sound of hurried foot steps on the stairs made me aware that the thud didn't pass by Charlie. Edward's face looked at me from the floor in confusion and what I think was hurt, but it quickly changed to panic when he heard Charlie barreling up the stairs.

He shot up and looked around frantically for a place to hide since he didn't have time to climb out the window. I flared my arms in the direction of my closet. Edward got the hint and snuck in, closing the door at the precise second that Charlie opened mine.

"Bells?" Charlie looked in frantically first at me and then surveyed the room, probably looking for intruders.

I popped up on my elbows now trying to casually look like I just woke up. Unfortunately I still had on my dress from last night so the casual look didn't really succeed.

"Hey Dad" I replied groggily to seem like I was still in a sleepy state.

He smiled at me and then furrowed his brow when he noticed my attire. "Why are you still in your dress?"

I looked down at myself and tried to act confused. "Oh wow, I must have fallen asleep the second I laid down last night."

He seemed to believe it and chuckled. "So you had a good time at the dance then?"

I nodded and smiled. "Yeah it was fun."

"Good I'm happy you had a good time. When's the next time James is coming over for dinner?"

I could have sworn I heard a disgruntled huff from the closet after Charlie's words.

"I don't think he will be coming over anytime soon." I answered with a sour face.

Charlie raised his eyebrows in curiosity but didn't ask for information. He was too tired from work. "Alright kiddo, I'm going to sleep now. I just wanted to make sure you were ok." He smiled and went to leave before turning quickly back to face me again. "Hey what was that loud noise before?"

"Oh I fell off the bed." He laughed again at the thought of my clumsiness, believing my lie since it was entirely possible for me to do.

"Alright just be careful ok?"

"I'll try Dad, have a good sleep."

He slowly closed the door and I heard him cross the hall to his room before closing his room door. At the sound of Charlie's room door closing, Edward opened the closet. He had a smirk on his face and seemed to be pleasantly amused.

"What can you possibly find entertaining about this? We almost just died if Charlie had caught you in here." I tried to sound annoyed and serious but I was still in my euphoria of sleeping in Edward's arms all night so it came out playful.

His smirk grew and he shrugged his shoulders. "I just think its funny that I didn't wake up in time before he came home. Usually my body wakes itself up likes it's a survival instinct, making sure I'm out of here before Charlie even gets home." He laughed and shook his head. "But for some reason, last night's sleep was so good that I didn't wake up at all."

I blushed at his words and looked down at my feet. So he slept good in my bed with me… It was one of the best night sleeps that I had had by far and I was upset that it was over. The sun looked like it was just starting to rise outside our window and I was still very tired. I looked at the clock on my night stand and saw that it was 7:51am, which was early considering it was a Sunday morning. I suppose that Edward and I hadn't really fallen asleep until 2am. I stifled a yawn and looked back at Edward.

"We should probably go back to sleep." He said looking out the window at the sunrise.

I knew that he would go back to his house then and just mumbled a yeah and went to get a pair of pajamas so I could finally change out of my dress. Sure enough without saying a another word or looking back at me, Edward opened my window and climbed out into the chilly air. When I went into the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror and gasped. My curled hair looked like a tangled mess all over my head, and my black makeup was smeared under my eyes. I groaned realizing that I had looked like that in front of Edward. I changed into a pair of Edward's sweats and one of his shirts that I had confiscated last time I slept over his house. Sometimes I think he liked that I slept in his clothes because he never asked for them back or objected to it.

If I couldn't get to snuggle next to Edward while I slept, then the next best thing was wearing his extremely comfortable and delicious smelling clothes. I washed my face thoroughly, removing all of the makeup and brushed my teeth. I decided that the hair was a lost cause at the moment and I would tend to it after I woke up again. Today felt like a good lazy Sunday however and I pictured myself staying in bed all day, or at least not getting out of my now comfy attire.

After I was finally done in the bathroom I tip toed back to my room and was surprised to see Edward, laying in my bed sleeping, or pretending to be at the least. I was confused by why he would come back over to go asleep again. I thought last night he had just fallen asleep while he was comforting me and it was purely accidental. But now, he had purposefully came back to sleep in my bed. Did he just really think my bed was comfortable and wanted to sleep in it? Esme had bought him a king size tempurpedic bed at his house which was pointless since he slept on my floor. (Esme obviously didn't know those details). His bed at home was definitely more comfortable than my floor or my bed.

So why did he come back? Did he enjoy sleeping next to me as much as I enjoyed it? I found that possibility to much to hope for and got the blanket and pillow I had for him out so I could lay down on the floor, since he was obviously taking the bed.

As I sat down and was about to lay back Edward grumbled. "Bella what are you doing?"

I wanted to smile since he was faking his sleep but just acted innocent. "I'm going back to sleep."

He finally turned over and opened his eyes to look at me. He opened up the blanket over himself on my bed and nodded his head for me to join. He had changed out of his tux into sweats and a tee.

My eyes lit up and I jumped up quickly. "Really?" I asked excitingly.

He just rolled his eyes and smiled. "You thought that I was going to make you sleep on your own floor while I took your bed? I'm not that heartless."

I just shrugged and slipped into the bed next to him so that we were facing each other again. We were close since the bed was small, but we didn't touch or embrace each other. Having him so close in my bed though was enough for me however and I was thrilled. We both closed our eyes but I peaked at him a few times, always seeing a faint smile on his lips as if he knew I was looking at him. We fell asleep apart from each other, but when we woke up a few hours later we were in that warm embrace, holding and snuggling each other tightly.

December went by fast and a month had passed already. Now it was February 14th. The one day of the year where I was especially miserable and bitter. It was the one day a year created to make people in love feel better about themselves and the single people like myself, realize just how lonely they really were. Especially if that person was in love with the same person every Valentine's day year after year and that boy didn't love her back that way.

But this Valentine's day when I woke up and got ready for school, I had an extra pep in my step. I wasn't bitter, or miserable but…hopeful. I woke up with apprehension. Today I was going to tell him that I loved him. I was sick of keeping it bottled up. I was a plateau stage with him and I needed to take a step forward, I needed to do something for myself for a chance and act brave.

For the past month he had moved from sleeping on the floor in my room to sleeping in my bed. The night of winter formal had been a changing point in our relationship. It was the closest we had ever truly been. We fell asleep every night apart from each other but we always woke up in each others arms. We never talked about why Edward slept in my bed now, he just did. I was the one who now had to set an alarm clock early to wake him up so he could leave before Charlie woke up, since Edward couldn't wake up by himself anymore.

I wasn't nervous about telling him how I felt like I use to be. Sure, there was still a part of me that knew his rejection of my feelings for him would tear me apart inside but things felt so different between us lately. Sleeping next to him definitely had an impact on our relationship, but the way Edward treated me was different now as well. He seemed to be more endearing to me then usual. He wasn't my boyfriend but I did notice the subtle grazes against my arm whenever he passed me in the hall or how he started to open and close almost every door I entered and exited as if I wasn't capable of it.

Then there was the stares that I would receive. I always knew he was looking at me because my skin would tingle as his eyes bore into me, his glance alone made my body react. I could never stop the blush from coming to my cheeks and when I would raise my eyes to meet his, he would look away fast, equally embarrassed that he had been caught.

So in honor of this particular Friday, I wore a form fitting red blouse (in significance of the color dress I had the night of formal that had been a changing point for us. I suppose I thought the color was lucky), and tight dark jeans that Alice had commented made my butt look good. I wore my hair wavy, applied light makeup, and set off for the day. Maybe since today was the national holiday of love I had been given this unknown confidence in getting what I wanted, but I was eager to tell him soon so that it was finally off my chest. Keeping my feelings from him was getting harder and harder.

As I walked outside, Edward was leaning up against his car like always, waiting for me. He was all too aware of my usual grumpiness on this particular day and so he was generally surprised to see the big smile I had on my face at seeing him. I couldn't stop smiling today.

"Well aren't you the unusual happy camper today?"

I shrugged nonchalantly. "Today is not as bad as I make it out to be."

He seemed even more intrigued as he opened the door for me and raised his eyebrows. "Out of all the years I've known you, I never thought I'd hear the day you'd say that Valentine's day isn't so bad." He laughed, as I just rolled my eyes but eventually laughed with him.

"Where's Alice?" I asked, noticing her absence from the back seat. She was my dose of coffee in the morning, waking me up with her excitement and enthusiasm for a new day.

"She actually went with Emmett today." He replied while staring straight ahead, acting in a nervous manner. I was baffled by Alice's absence and Edward's behavior, but I decided to examine that issue later and didn't question it. It was silent in the car for a while and Edward seemed to be tense, evident by his white knuckles gripping the steering wheel tightly.

His voice then broke the silence but he sounded unsure of himself. "Bella… there's something I want to talk to you about?" I turned in my seat but he still kept his eyes on the road, unwilling to meet my gaze.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well, I…ugh...I" he groaned in frustration.

"Edward what is it? You can tell me." I placed my hand on his arm trying to show him some reassurance. He took a deep breath and finally spoke again now turning to look at me. "We're at school now."

Sure enough I looked out the car window and saw our school. The whole time my eyes had been on him, that I didn't even notice that the car had stopped.

"But I do want to talk after school." He said almost urgently. I just nodded my head and before I got out, he ran out quickly and opened the car door for me. We walked into school together in a strange silence, with an unknown tension between us.

"I want to talk to you about something after school too." I said looking up at him.

He smiled his crooked grin at me and said before leaving- "It's a date then." I stared after him longingly as he walked away before turning to go to my homeroom. Today was definitely going to be a good day...

The school was buzzing more than usual today as it did on most holidays. I passed by girls with flowers and chocolates in their hands. The main color of everyone's outfits seemed to be pink and red. I groaned in realization that my red shirt made me look like I was in the holiday spirit along with everyone else. Usually on this day I wore a black hoodie and sweats, but like I said things were different today and something was going to happen, so I wanted to look nice.

When I walked into my homeroom the smell of twenty different perfumes hit my nose in full force. The girls in the class had apparently put enough on to last them through the day…. and the weekend it smelt like. Everyone was standing up and walking around. I took my seat towards the back and pulled out my books.

Our teacher Mr. White walked in then with a stack of papers in his arms and my stomach went queasy. Had I accidentally forgotten that there was a quiz today? I looked around nervously and was not the only student who was acting a little on edge eying the pile of papers.

The teacher noticed everyone growing quiet and smiled back at us. "Relax everybody, this isn't a pop quiz." A collective gush of air escaped everyone as the relief set in. "This is a new thing the school is doing this year for Valentine's Day. Its a compatibility test. Its only a dollar and the proceeds that the school makes go to the charity that sponsors this, so I encourage you all to do this. It should take you all about ten to fifteen minutes to fill out and then in your lunch periods you get your results."

The girls seemed to giggle excitedly about the thought of a computer telling them who there best mate in the school could be. It would be quite comical if people got matched with someone that they didn't expect. I couldn't wait to see the awkward looks and distance glances people would give to those that they hadn't seen potential in, but suddenly since a computer saw it, they suddenly did too.

I thought it was a completely ridiculous idea but I wasn't opposed to contribute to a charity and this could make my lunch period more amusing. So I went up and bought a quiz just like everyone else and went back to take my seat. It was a two page long multiple choice survey, first asking questions about my own personality, likes, and dislikes. Then the second page was all about what I looked for in someone and ideal dreams about my relationship with that person. It definitely gave me something to do for fifteen minutes. The last question was whether or not I wanted the computer to match me with people only in my grade or the entire male population at school. I choose the latter because I thought it would be more interesting and funny.

After class I ran into Alice in the hallway near her locker. She eyed me and smiled deviously. "Well look at you. Someone dressed up for the holiday I see."

I blushed and frowned at her. "It wasn't on purpose, it was a coincidence that's all. How come you went with Emmett to school today?"

She laughed at me and then looked thoughtful. "I don't know it was weird. Edward just asked if I could catch a ride with him today." She shrugged like it was no big deal and closed her locker.

The whole thing did seem very strange to me now. I didn't know if I could wait until after school to find out what Edward wanted to talk to me about, but I knew that I would have to wait. I hurried along to class and as the passing time went by I became more and more anxious to see him. My leg would not stop bouncing up and down as I tried to wait patiently for each class to end.

I seemed to see Edward more and more in the halls between classes lately then before, which was strange since our classes were in different buildings or far apart. Not that I was complaining. We never had time to talk to one another but his smile was enough to get me through another boring class period.

Now I had five minutes left in my last class before I met Edward at my locker for lunch. As the minutes ticked down, the teacher asked me if I could bring a paper to the main office and I grudgingly said yes, trying not to be rude. I speed walked to the main office and practically threw the paper at the smiling secretary as I heard the bell ring. I hurried along to my locker trying not to skip in excitement until I realized that I had left my books in my last class. I let out a frustrated groan which earned me a few glances from some people around me.

The classroom was empty now and I picked up my books quickly, almost losing a few of the loose notes that were wedged inside. My body was shaking with the anticipation of seeing him and talking to him finally. Today was going to be different…today was going to be great.

The stair case that took me to my locker the shorter route was jam packed with people and moving at a slow rate. I chose the stair case further down the hall which was less populated with people. As I rounded the corner, the toe of my foot caught on the floor and I started to fall forward. I stepped my other foot out in time to catch myself but my notebook fell to the floor, spilling out a couple papers and agendas. Even though my notebook fell, I felt like I had luck on my side since I didn't fall on my face.

I huffed and bent down to pick them up but first lifted my eyes to see if anyone saw my embarrassing clumsiness. And as my eyes lifted I saw them.... standing down the hall with his back against the locker and her body pressing into him with her tongue down his throat.

My Edward…with his lips attached and his face engulfed with Victoria, who at the moment was tugging on his beautiful bronze hair in the heated passion of the kiss. I looked down quickly unable to bear anymore of the sight and picked my books up. I would have rather taken the fall to my face then the sight of the both of them.

My stomached heaved in nausea and I felt like I was going to be sick….. because at that moment of seeing him with her I knew that it was over….or in more actuality, would never begin. This final acceptance of what will never be torn through my chest like a freight train. The sorrow and heartbreak that I wasn't enough for him, and the anger that I had at myself for thinking that I ever could be, ripped through my heart in the most unphysical yet real way I had ever felt.

I needed to get out of there as fast as I could because the weight of the realizations were constricting down on my chest and suffocating me.

As I turned around panting and knowing that my breaking point would come at any second, I was met by the face of Lauren Malory, smiling at me. "They really must love each other to have that kind of passion." She said with a snicker on the end, her words reaching into the wound inside of me and ripping at it more. The pressure became too much and I pushed past her knowing that I wouldn't be able to contain myself much longer.

I flew down the stairs knowing I had to get somewhere fast before I crumbled. The bathroom on the second floor was the first place that came into view and I flew myself in gasping for air as the weight of my emotions pressed deeper and deeper into me. This pain was worse then any other physical pain I've had. I clutched my chest where my heart was and scrambled to the nearest stall and went in quickly.

I was so overwhelmed and began quivering and shaking as the pain continued to hit me in wave after wave as if I was a ship being hit by the force of a violent storm. I knew I was sinking and the sobs finally erupted and the tears flowed out much like the water that would rush into the boat, finally bringing it to its fate. I sat on the floor with my knees tucked into my chest and sobbed. I tired to block out the memories of the both of us and how much I loved him but they would seep in and plow into my heart, just increasing my distress. Time felt like it dragged on forever, but I didn't want to go out there and see anyone or see…him.

The sobs increased as I pictured his face confused because he wouldn't know what was wrong. He had no clue about how I felt about him and how much it hurt me that he didn't love me the way I loved him.... and he would never know. I would never tell him. I didn't think that I could see him anymore though because it would be a new pain every time I did. His face a constant reminder of what I couldn't have. It wasn't his fault though that he loved someone else...I couldn't be angry with him over that.

Through the crying I heard the bathroom door open and I squeezed my eyes shut and abruptly became quiet hoping it wasn't him. Please let it not be him…

"Bella? You in here?" asked a familiar voice. I let the breath I was holding in out as I recognized Alice's chirpy sound. She must have heard me because the stall door suddenly opened and Alice stood in front of me with a smile on her face, quickly turning to a look of dread.

She gasped, placing a hand over her mouth, looking at me in horror. "What happened to you?!"

My appearance must have been disastrous, mirroring my current emotional state and this made the crying resume again. She quickly lowered herself and hugged me to her in an attempt to comfort me. "Shh, its ok. What happened Bella? Tell me what happened."

I wanted to tell her everything but then I thought that if Alice was looking for me then Edward must be too and suddenly I really needed to get out of there. I wanted to go home to my room where I could lock out everything and no one would have to see me like this.

"Alice please get me out of here. I want to go home." I was being irresponsible and selfish knowing that I wanted to leave school when Alice and I still had classes left, but I couldn't be here anymore and my anxiety started hit me at the thought of facing him like this.

"Alright we will, let me just go and get Edward and-" I cut her off and looked up at her frantically. "NO! No don't get him please. I don't want him to see me like this, just please get me out of here. Don't let him know anything about this….. please."

She looked at me so confused and torn about what to do. "I don't know Bella…. are you sure you don't want him, he could help you."

I knew she was talking about the countless times in my past when I was hurt or upset and the only person that I asked for that made me feel better was him, but that was then…now he was the last person that could heal this pain. "No Alice please just don't tell him… just…just take me home, please…" I said through my tears.

She just nodded and stood up. "Just wait here ok? I'll go and get Emmett's car keys and we can sneak out after the beginning of 6th period. I just nodded and sniffed trying to regain my composure just in case I saw anyone when I was leaving the school. She left through the door and I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked the worst I had ever looked with puffy red eyes from crying and black running down my cheeks from where my mascara had been. My hair was sticking to my teary wet cheeks and my nose was running from crying so much.

Alice quickly came back in and we snuck out of the bathroom, through the empty halls of the school since 6th period had just began, and made our way to Emmett's jeep. Any other time it would have been hilarious to see a little young girl like Alice hoist herself into Emmett's enormous jeep, but today I couldn't be humored as I looked at the shiny silver Volvo parked next to it and began to cry again.

Alice didn't say anything but looked with a concerned face over at me from time to time. Once we made it home I walked inside and fell onto the couch in the living room of my empty house and sobbed into the pillows.

Alice sat down next to me and rubbed my back trying to sooth me in anyway she could. "Bella…what happened today?" She whispered. I couldn't talk through my crying and just shook my head letting her know that I wasn't ready to speak yet. She seemed to understand and just sat with and comforted me, knowing that was what I really needed. I finally was able to pull myself up from laying down and sit on the couch to face her, rubbing the tears away with the back of my hand.

"Can you tell me what happened sweetie?" She asked. I nodded knowing that I needed to so she would understand my breakdown. I really needed someone to talk to as well since I spent so long keeping everything locked up.

Saying it out loud though proved to be even more painful. "I saw him.." I chocked on a sob, "kissing her.." And then the tears fell again.

"Who did you see?" she asked now.

"Edward and….and Victoria." I chocked out.

She seemed to be lost by my words. "But why would that affect you- OH MY GOD!" She shouted when something seemed to occur to her suddenly. "You're in love with Edward!" She beamed at me.

I just sobbed at her saying the painful truth out loud. She became somber then again. "Bella does he know?" She asked. I just shook my head and let the tears fall.

"You have to tell him." she said matter-of-factly.

I looked at her in horror. "What?! No, I am not going to tell him…he doesn't feel that way about me, and he's with her.."

"How do you know?" she asked now. I then went on to tell her everything about Victoria and him. From the time he first mentioned her, what I had overheard Victoria and Lauren talking about in the bathroom, to the dance, and finally to the kiss that I had witnessed today. She seemed floored and stared at me with an open mouth as I explain and vented about how I had clung to the hope that he maybe felt the same way about me, but really he was in a relationship this whole time with Victoria. That was probably what he wanted to talk to me about after school today...how could I be so stupid?

"That bitch! Do you want me to kick her ass?" She asked angrily.

I gave her a small smile and shook my head. "Its ok, its not like what she said wasn't true. I'm not enough for him, she is…" Alice was shaking her head and I knew she was going to argue with me and tell me that I am a great girl and blah de dah but I just didn't want to hear it because it wasn't true….if it was true I would be his. "Please don't say anything Alice. I know you are just trying to make me feel better but I can't hear it right now."

She closed her mouth and wrapped me up in a big hug. "I'm so sorry Bella." I heard her sniffle and I knew she was crying with me.

"Its ok Alice. Thank you so much for helping me, you don't know how much you really helped me out today."

She wiped her tear and pulled back from me. "Don't ever thank me for being your friend Bella, I will always help you when you need me to."

I smiled weakly at her and realized how much I really loved Alice as a person and how caring and sincere she was as a friend.

"I just got so worried when you didn't show up for lunch and Edward seemed worried too since he was looking for you-" She stopped talking when she saw my wince at the mention of him. "-…sorry." She added said with an apologetic face.

"Its ok.." I looked down at my hands, thinking about what I wanted to ask but knowing it would hurt me. "What did you say to him after you found me?"

Alice sighed. "Well I told him you were in the bathroom because you got sick and of course he became very concerned and started to head to see you but I told him that you didn't want to see anyone and I was going to take you home….you know how stubborn he is, so he kept insisting that he drive you but I tricked him out of it by saying you needed a girl for this problem." She looked at me apologizing again. "I hope I didn't embarrass you using that excuse but that was the only thing that got him to back down."

"No that's fine! You helped me by getting me out of there without seeing him and that's all that I cared about." I said gratefully.

She smiled knowing that she helped me out.

"I think I'm going to take a shower though Alice, but can you stay here with me for the day? I don't really want to be alone…" I said frowning and looking down.

"Of course! Go shower. Maybe you'll feel better and then we can watch movies and order some unhealthy food on this dreadful day. School should be over soon so I'll make sure Edward goes away if he stops over." I knew he would and just nodded and headed upstairs.

I couldn't be angry at him because he didn't know about my feelings for him but I really couldn't see him for a while since the pain was fresh. I knew that I needed to slowly distance myself from him or this was just going to hurt me more and more…because I couldn't just be Edward's friend and now knowing that our relationship wasn't going to move ahead, I couldn't move a step back or stay in the way it was now either.

The shower really didn't help except for cleaning off my smudgy makeup and I cried whenever I thought of all the happy times I had with him or the hope that I had this morning when I woke up. This had officially become the worse Valentine's day I had ever had and probably will ever have.

I changed into something comfy, for once not putting on his clothes because I couldn't deal with his smell wrapped around me.

When I made it downstairs Alice had delivery lists out and a stack of movies. I sat down next to her and she said that she had ordered some special fatty comfort food from one of my favorite takeout places and some over small things from four different others. This earned a light laugh from me at the thought of five delivery guys arriving at the same time at the house to drop off the food.

I tried to give her some money but she refused saying it was her treat and I needed a pick me up. We picked out some movies to watch. I chose the least romantic ones out of the bunch and we ended up with some classic horrors like Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Friday the 13th, Halloween, The Hills Have Eyes, and the Exorcist.

Alice didn't object to my choices and just laughed at them. "So he stopped by when you were in the shower to check on you…" she trailed off knowing that it would upset me.

I just nodded and closed my eyes. I didn't really have any tears left however so I just breathed in some air. "What did you say?" I whispered.

"Well he wanted to see you to make sure you were fine but I said that wasn't necessary and that you didn't want to see anyone right now. I think he was a little spiteful that I get to see you and he doesn't, but he seemed to understand and told me to tell you to call him if you needed him for anything."

I just nodded and tried not to have a breakdown again. I really couldn't handle another one since I was mentally and physically exhausted.

Alice seemed to sense me on the edge of one and spoke up. "Oh hey! I know what will cheer you up." She looked down at her bag on the floor looked through it before coming up with a white envelop in her hands. "Since you didn't come to lunch, I picked up your results for that compatibility test for you."

I took the envelop and stared down at it before opening it slowly and taking out a folded piece of paper. Before I unfolded it, Alice spoke again. "Hopefully you have better luck than me. My paper said that there wasn't a single match for me in the school! Can you believe it! Not a single one. Jessica Stanley had at least twenty-five different names on hers!"

I laughed now at her anger over the stupid computer matcher and she laughed with me. I almost forgot that I even had the paper in my hands but Alice urged me on to open it. I tried to be funny by saying sarcastically how ironic it would be to get matched up with James and Alice laughed. When I unfolded the paper and stared down at it however there was only one name I saw that felt like a punch in the stomach.

Number 1 Match for Isabella Swan:

Edward Masen Cullen

No shit… I thought as I unraveled into my despair once again. I also seemed to be wrong about having no more tears to cry because they soon began to roll down my cheeks fast and thick dripping onto the taunting white paper I held below me.

Author's note:

Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please review and tell me your thoughts about it. I didn't really have to make too much up since this really happened to me one Valentine's day, even the compatibilty test saying that the boy was my number one match. In this chapter Alice is actually written after one of my best friends you helped me that day. She is going to read this so this chapter is dedicated to her. Again I hope you enjoyed the chapter and sorry for the delay, school is hell.