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Chapter 3: Old Friends

Previously: My jaw dropped in shock at the face standing on my porch. I looked at him, the words stuck in my throat.

"Bella, are you ok?" he asked.

BPOV

I was pretty sure my breathing had stopped, as I looked at his familiar tan skin. His big brown eyes staring at me confused and worried. So many times I had hoped and dreamed for his hand to finally reach me and pull me out of the black water that had almost drowned me on numerous occasions.

"Bella! Bella please breath." He said frantically, but I ignored him as I jumped into his long arms. His familiar scent filling me with the warmth I had missed so much. The safety and warmth that could only come from my big brother.

"Jacob! Thank God you finally came back." I said as he brought my feet back to the ground.

"I figured I had been away from home for to long." His smile almost echoing in the sullen house. I wrapped my pale arms around his waist, as I buried my face in his chest. I felt a slight relief, as a thin layer of pressure finally lifted off of my over bearing shoulders. There was an almost comforting silence that soon crippled as it was broken through with the screams and laughs of the other 6 over excited children ran into the room. Each one taking the missed, and almost forgotten member of their family into their thin arms.

"I can see I was missed." Jacob said laughing, as he picked Alice out of the swarm of older kids. Alice squealed with delight as she planted a chaste kiss on her uncle's cheek. Alice had only known him, and seen him when she was about 15 months old. She had settled on pictures, and the many albums that were kept locked up in the closet. She held those pictures so dear to her, and I was pretty sure one of them was missing.

I disregarded it though as I watched how each of their faces had lit up at small kindle of hope that Jacob brought with him. Almost as if his homecoming brought another small puzzle piece to its place in our hearts.

"Mm I smell pizza!" Jacob yelled as he reached the kitchen in three long strides. I laughed following the excited group into the cramped kitchen.

I wanted to hang onto this moment to desperately it almost felt like just the slightest disturbance would shatter it into a million pieces. Like the smallest stone would break the placid water, destroying every happy moment it reflects against its silken apparent. The small giggles echoed almost painfully, because my heart wasn't used to happiness, it was only used to bearing the grief of others. I still however clung onto the moment so tightly, it was maybe the only thing I had until I would be forced back under the murky surface where my light was no where to be found.

"Bells you ok?" I heard his worried voice snap me out of my thoughts as he shook me back forth. I felt like my pizza was coming back up.

"Yeah I'm fine, Jacob please don't make my pizza come up again." I said forcing him to stop as he laughed at my comment.

"Hey Bella can I talk to you?" He asked his voice sounding urgent as he pushed me into the living room. I sat down Indian style on the couch and he sat beside me. I looked at him preparing for the worst, the last time those words just happened to slip out of his mouth, he just happened to be running away.

"Bella, um I'm getting married." His voice was nothing but a mere strained whisper, but I still heard him as I tackled him into a hug.

"Oh my god, really whose the bride?" I asked trying to keep my voice down as I returned back to my side of the couch.

"You should know her, Angela Weber." My eyes widened at that name. Me and Angela had been best friends ever since we were both 2. Her mother and mine had been best friends back in high school so it was only natural. I should've known it was hers, I mean Jake left right after Angela left for college in California. Even when they were here they never spent more then 10 minutes apart.

"Bella she wants you to be her maid of honor." Jacob said quietly before I tackled him again.

"Oh my god I'm so happy for you both, of course I'll be the maid of honor!" I screamed before he pressed his hand to my mouth cutting of my voice.

"I don't want the other kids to know."

"Why not?" I asked confused.

"Because, you trust me enough not to leave again, but they don't and I want to gain back their full trust before I tell them." I just nodded my head and picked myself up.

"Well your room is the same as always, and I have to go to bed, to much work tomorrow." I said as I trudged up the stairs.

"I promise you I'll get a job ok." He yelled out before I entered my room.

My excitement over my brother's engagement dies down as I neared sleep. The only place where I felt unguarded and pitiful. I just wanted it to be over, so I closed my eyes hoping it wouldn't be as severe as the night before.

I was completely off, my dream hadn't been haunted at all, in fact the only thing I could see was his face. The perfect outline, those eyes that only drew me in. I woke up hesitantly as Sam licked my nose and barked until I forced my eyes open. I smiled up at him off my bed as I tried to prepare myself for another day of being worked until my bones were numb. I smiled when I though about my his face again, it only hurt to know I will see it again.

I was greeted by the rare smell of breakfast, I practically ran down as Jake shoved a plate of eggs, bacon and pancakes into my hands. The smell intoxicated me and I ran to my chair being careful not to spill a crumb. I stuffed the food in my mouth and soon the kitchen's population dimmed to two people. Jacob gave me scared look as I cleared my plate sooner then he expected.

"Uh, I have to go to work." I gave a chaste kiss on the cheek as he gave me a scared nod. I rushed into my truck and let its roar drown out my thoughts for awhile. As I took the road to the nearby Denny's his face still hadn't left my thoughts even as I came to a screeching stop in the parking lot.

EPOV

I couldn't believe I was doing this, what was it about this girl that had forced me to this. I didn't know anything about her yet here I was sitting at the same Denny's waiting for her intoxicating scent to hit me again. I wanted that scent like heroin, I wanted to see her face. I had left with her in my thought, I had hunted with her in my thought and I had roamed mindlessly over here with only her in my thoughts.

"Babe are you waiting for someone!" I heard a manly squeal ask as a tall lanky man with a hot pink shirt that said 'next sugar daddy' on it. I swear he was wearing lip gloss but I was to surprised to check. I might as well tell him though, I mean maybe he could help me find her.

"Uh, yes a waitress I met here yesterday, I believe her name was Bella." I said softly only to have him scream in an unnaturally high voice.

"She should be here in 15 minutes, I knew I was right about you!" He said squealing one more time before skipping behind the kitchen door. I waited impatiently for even the slightest sign of her scent.

It hit faster then expected, and it was so slight I barely caught it. But I felt it softly pass through my system as it was carried in through the open window. I wanted to run to her as fast as possible, but I sat still waiting to see her face again.

BPOV

I sighed impatiently as I walked through the door greeting the familiar warm scent. My feet stopped moving though as that face once again met my view.