AAAAHHHH!!! Wow, it has been so long! I'm sorry about this guys, really, I have just been really busy as usual and things have gotten out of hand. For one, I couldn't even update because this laptop belongs to the school, and they had to take it away for a few weeks after school ended and give it back for summer school (idk, why, its really stupid)

But anyway, the next chapter might be the last (for now) and will be up by tomorrow or tonight, no joke this time. Thanks to all that have stuck with this story and put up with my constant excuses

*This Chapter is Dedicated To: Esli128, californiaucla, 31bubbly37, Alice06, and cullenized16 for reviewing chapter 6 and my next chapter will also be dedicated to all that review for me (which I'm posting tonight, but I will keep adding all of the people that review to the list as they review)

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Previously-

My breathing was strangled and thick and I spun around, letting my feet carry me quickly back around the corner and down to my room. I needed to get out of there, anywhere. My legs went faster and faster, not making a noise on the thick carpet. As clumsy as I may be, I actually like to run whenever I'm upset or need to think. It's like my emotions were hard-wired to my feet . . . and my tear ducts. I threw the movies through my open dorm room and kept running, down the stairs and out of the building, into the warm night.

Chapter 4- KEEP ON DREAMIN'

Hundreds of different emotions hit me like a wrecking ball: wretched, pathetic, furious, pitiful, disoriented, stunned and the list goes on and on. I felt like I wanted to cry or throw up, but I couldn't. I just kept running, ignoring my screaming muscles or my exhausted breath. I just kept pushing harder and harder, distracting myself from anything else.

Sometime later, maybe minutes or hours, I wasn't too sure, I stumbled back to my dorm. I didn't check to see if Alice was there, I just flung myself into bed and wrapped the blankets tightly around my shaking frame and fell asleep in the one last comfort of my bed.

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I felt the familiar dizziness hit me as I slowly regained my consciousness. My limbs were sore and heavy and I couldn't ignore the feeling that there was something that I had forgotten, something majorly important that was still haunting me in my dreams last night. It was another minute before I was aware of hushed whispers coming from the other side of the small dorm.

" . . . still sleeping, I don't know what happened last night," my roommate's confused voice was loud enough for me to hear the worry she was trying to disguise, and I racked my brain for any memory of last night, but sleep had left my mind fuzzy and disoriented. Softer whispers replied, but they were too soft for me to make out their message.

"I told you, I don't know! Edward said she was looking for movies and when I came back she wasn't there!" She sounded quite exhausted, like she was starting to panic about something. That's when it hit me like I had been suddenly splashed in the face with icy-cold water: banging heads . . . movies . . . Edward . . . that girl . . . running . . . pain. After that, my memory went blank by the dreamless, yet terrifying sleep that had taken over last night shortly after I was back in my dorm.

The all too fresh memory still hurt like a new kick in my gut. I sat up, but I was suddenly hit with a wave of vertigo and my head started spinning. A soft moan escaped my lips at the intense burning in my muscles. Alice's head snapped up and her icy blue eyes locked on my sleepy, brown ones. Millions of emotions danced across her face within seconds: worry, frustration, exhaustion, panic, confusion, until she settled on concerned.

"Bella, oh my gosh, wh-what happened? You were . . . gone, we couldn't find you, I was so worried, where were you?" She was suddenly coming across the room, sitting on my bed, followed by Rosalie, who looked at me with the same concern as Alice, but kept quiet.

"Alice, calm down, I'm fine, I just . . . needed some air, that's all, there's no need to get all worked up about this," I told her with a half-hearted smile. I decided not to answer her last question; she didn't need anything else to worry about. And for once, she didn't speak; she just sat there, staring at me, suspicion worked into her features. Slowly she broke her gaze and turned her head toward her wrist.

"We had better get going, I told the guys we would meet them for lunch soon," she spoke as if there was no worry or confusion in the first place and jumped off of my bed to get ready, but anyone could tell that something was off. Her voice was almost monotone and her words were slow, as if she was deeply contemplating something as she stared with a determined expression at her designer watch. Even if I had known Alice for only a short while, I knew her well enough to know that her interrogating me wasn't finished and she would be waiting for tonight to hear the whole story. Then something clicked in my head; we were meeting them for lunch? How long had I been asleep?

"It's 1:00 Bella, you've been out cold the entire day," Rosalie gave me a small smile, answering my unspoken question. No wonder Alice was concerned, I was usually a very light sleeper, I couldn't sleep in past 10 o'clock even if I was drugged.

I got ready slowly and slipped into comfy jeans and a t-shirt, much to Alice's disappointment. I was beyond tired and the only things that were keeping me from jumping back into my bed was my worried room mate, and the fact that probably everybody knows about my minor incident last night and that if they were going to believe the crappy story that I was about to feed them, then I had better drag my pitiful ass down there and at least pretend that I'm fine. I really didn't see why it was such a big deal anyway, I mean, yes, I did ditch Edw– you know who and come home really late, but it's not like I was kidnapped in my own dorm building or anything. Actually, if I didn't know any better, I would think that that was a pretty bitchy thing to do after they've been so nice to me and I've become good friends with them. But luckily, I did know better and what I did was not at all an overreaction.

Ten minutes later, we had arrived at a small restaurant not too far from campus. We talked lightly about the first day of school tomorrow and classes and teachers, until the subject turned back to my mysterious disappearance last night. I guess that it was only a matter of time before they brought that up.

"I thought that you were going to meet me at my dorm, what happened?" Edward asked, not accusingly or worried like some of the others had, but with a bit of confusion and wonder forming in his tone, like he was trying to figure me out.

"Well I was heading over to her dorm, but then I saw, I mean, well . . . I was just really tired and needed some fresh air," I didn't want to lie to him, but what was I supposed to say? 'Well the reason that I didn't show was because I saw some girl kissing you and I got really sad and jealous and stuff so I ran out of the building because I really didn't know why I was feeling this way, but then I realized that I happened to like you a lot, even more than I thought before and now my emotions are going crazy because I found out that you had a girlfriend when I had just discovered all of these feelings for you?' Yeah, that was a cheerful explanation. I'm sure that we'll all have a good laugh from all of that and then go back to our normal lives like nothing ever happened and Edward would break up with what's-her-face and we'll live happily ever after.

I glanced back up at Edward, his brow furrowed slightly in deep concentration, trying to decipher my words. I looked away from him, down at my hands. I wasn't really sure whether I wanted to feel more sad or angry with him right now. I felt that I had too much pride to take pity on myself anymore, though I had pitied myself more than enough last night before going to bed. But at the same time, anger just seemed too exhausting for me right now. It was like I was stuck in some kind of lifeless grey area that held no specific emotion: it was just . . . blank. I just sat quietly through lunch, nodding every so often and forcing myself to laugh with everyone when Emmett would do something stupid causing a smack to his head, courtesy of Rosalie. But I'm sure that everyone could tell how lifeless I seemed. I always just dismissed it as being tired from last night's events. It was a perfectly good excuse and most people believed it, or, at least, pretended to believe it. Edward, however, couldn't take the hint and kept interrogating me about every little thing that I did and said. Now was one of the very rare moments when I could see the relation between Edward and Alice.

After about the 50th time that Edward has asked me if everything was all right, I cracked. It might have been from sleep deprivation or maybe because my subconscious had just decided to settle on being angry with him, but either way, I was becoming more and more irritated with every word he spoke to me.

"Edward I'm fine," I spoke slowly between clenched teeth, "Can you please stop asking me that damned question?" I looked at him with a lethal expression, just daring him to ask me again. Of course, he was amused by my seriousness and smirked at me with his gorgeous crooked grin. I took in a big breath about to say something to him, when I saw a person that I really didn't want to see, especially at this very moment:

"Oh Eddie! I was wondering where I would find you. I couldn't find you at the dorms and I thought for sure I would find you here," I curvy blond girl walked up to our table. You could tell that she definitely wasn't a dumb blonde; she looked like she was smart enough to be a real threat to anyone. Her silky hair cascaded down her back and the small, gold hoops and bracelets she had matched her golden eyes. Almost immediately I felt small, insignificant and invisible next to her. She looked adoringly at Edward, smiling like the Cheshire cat (Idk if I spelling that right) from Alice in Wonderland with a disgustingly sweet expression plastered onto her flawless face. I stared at her, knowing that she was the was with Edward last night, which dropped my confidence way down as I played with the hem of my shirt. She noticed my fidgeting and how I bit my lip and cocked a perfect eyebrow, while looking at me up and down as if to say 'so you really thought that you had a chance with him.' I felt my breath come out in a small hiss that Edward happened to hear as he was sitting right next to me.

He turned away from her to me, "Bella!" he whispered, looking shocked at my behavior. I noticed that her eyes squinted up into a small, inconspicuous glare before quickly catching herself.

"Am I interrupting something?" She asked in an all-too-innocent voice, looking down at us with wide, golden eyes. I scoffed, loudly, and rolled my eyes at her fake personality. What a frigid bitch. Here she was playing the innocent card and acting all stuck up just because she's beautiful and has the most gorgeous, sweetest guy in the whole damn world all to herself. That brought back some of my depression, but I was way too pissed off right now to pay attention to it.

"Actually Tanya," Oh, so its name it Tanya, "I was having lunch with some of my friends and we don't have an extra chair, so maybe another time," Edward replied nicely, even though he sounded slightly annoyed that she was interrupting us.

She looked quickly at me with the same evil smile and replied coyly while batting her eyelashes, "That's a shame, but I could always just sit on your lap . . ." That was it! I wasn't going to sit here and put up with this shit! If Tanya wants to flirt and make out with Edward, then there's nothing I can do to stop it, but I was not going to stay her and have a front row seat!

I plastered on my own fake smile and said in an exact imitation of her voice "That's alright I was just leaving," I stood quickly and Edward lightly grabbed my wrist.

"What? Wait, Bella-" I shot him a glare and he dropped his hand. I know that she's his girlfriend, but he doesn't even have the courtesy to stand up for his best friend?!

"I'm tired, I had a long night, so I'm going for a walk, see you guys later." I didn't even try to put any effort into my expression, my voice was just monotone and my face was blank as well. The adrenaline that had come with my anger drove me out of the restaurant and that lactic acid that had been burning like fire in my muscles no longer mattered.

EPOV

Tanya just had to ruin everything, didn't she? Why the hell was she so insistant on being a total bitch to everyone? I snapped my head up to look at her once Bella had left, my expression lethal.

"Edward!" Alice whisper-screamed at me, "Go and frickin follow her! That is the most expression from her that I've seen all day, so she is really pissed right now!" She didn't have to tell me twice.

"Wait Edward, we need to talk," Tanya touched my arm, pleading with me.

"Not now, Tanya, we'll talk later," I snapped, then brushed her off and ran after Bella. Things were getting really messed up.

The moment I got up to Bella's dorm, I started pounding on the door. "Bella! Open up, Please! It's Edward, I really have to talk to you, please!" I kept pounding on the door for about another minute before Bella wrenched it open.

"What!" Her voice was sharp, but her eyes were red and slightly wet, like she had been crying. My heart broke as I looked at her like this.

"I . . . I just . . . "

"Ugg, what is Edward? Just spit it out so that you can get back to your girlfriend!"

"What?"

"Look I'm sorry about that, but I'm just having such a crappy day and I need to be alone!"

I looked at her again and let her get the door half way closed before saying softly, "Tanya's not my girlfriend Bella." She didn't say anything and stopped closing the door so that there was just a sliver of light that could be seen from her room. "Besides," I took a deep breath, "I have my eye on someone else," ________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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