I froze.

My mind was in shock and panic.

Something in the back in my head was saying this is wrong, something about this seems wrong.

But I couldn't get out of the thought that he was here.

"Bella"

My breathing was going faster, I couldn't believe he was here but I could see him standing right in front of me.

"Bella, you cant go killing yourself."

That's how I knew it must be a dream. One of my realistic daydreams. But this time I could see him now instead of just hearing him.

This was going too far.

I knew he didn't care about me. Why would he come back and start trying to stop me from killing myself?

This was going too far, it was only going to make my pain worse later thinking he cared for me or seeing mirages of him.

I walked away from him and started packing more clothing.

"What are you doing? You cant leave." I herd his voice say from behind me. Why wasn't my mirage disappearing? I turned around. He was a foot away from me, his eyes starring intensely at my face. He came closer.

"Why aren't you disappearing?" I began to rub the side of my forehead with one hand.

He laughed his beautiful laugh. This wasn't going to be painful when he disappeared.

"Bella, this isn't a dream."

"Yes it is. It's a beautiful dream that will never come true and is only going to hurt bad at the end when its over." I said then turned back to keep packing. I don't think I could stand one more week here, I had to leave and stop the misery. And I had to do it fast.

"Will then is this a dream too?" I wasn't sure what he was talking about but before I could turn around, a pale whit hand touched my hand.

I flinched away from its coldness.

I gasped and turned to face him, rubbing my hand. A chill when through me from his cold touch. That was way to real for me have to imagined.

But I still wouldn't let myself believe.

"When I close my eyes you will be gone."

I closed my eyes but I could still feel his intense glair on my face. I was still holding on to this dream. That's why I could still feel his presence. My mind didn't want to let it go. But I knew I had to for my own good.

And when I opened my eyes…

He was gone.

* * * * *

I stayed for a week and a half. Hoping Jacob would lose suspicion. He didn't. I didn't want to stay the rest of the week, in fear that he would show up again. When I was alone I was afraid to hear his voice, knowing what it would do to me. I was now afraid to think about him.

I spended a lot of time with friends and Charlie. The next day after that night, when Charlie came home and he asked what's for dinner, I told him for him to tell me. He was surprised when he looked at me confused. Because I had an apron in one hand waiting for him. Every night since then I would teach him how to cook his dinner, helping him. He was getting better, learning from each mistake he made. That's only because he was making a lot of mistakes.

Except tonight I made him dinner giving him a break. He asked me at dinner why was I teaching him to cook. I simply answered when I was gone he wouldn't know how to cook and would go back to his unhealthy diet. So I decided I should teach him how so he wouldn't have to rely on the Dinner or fast food all the time.

He didn't know what I meant when I said when I was gone. He started to talk to me about college, thinking that's what I was meant. I simply answered "Mmhmm." And let him keep talking.

I called my mom every night, and told her bye and I love her so much no matter what, like it was my last time speaking to her.

Everyone was surprised by my happiness and friendliness at first. But know they were used to it. And mike started to get his hopes up again.

Tonight I began to pack again, only leaving some clothe in my closet to use for the rest of the week.

that's when I herd something outside my window.

"Come in, Jacob." I said only loud enough he would hear and not Charlie. I quickly hid my bag under my bed so he wouldn't see.

But no one came in.

I walked over to my window, starting to wonder why he didn't answer, then began to worry.

"Jacob?" I called again as I approached my window.

I looked out to the darkness and couldn't see anything. I bent down and got closer peering my eyes through, trying to see something.

What I saw frightened me bad. I almost screamed.

I saw a pair of two red eyes starring back at me from behind the window. And the light coming from my bedroom threw a little flash of light, enough that I could see it reflect on her brilliant red glowing hair blowing around with the wind.

I would have been happy to see her if I was alone. I would have welcomed her in happily if Charlie wasn't here. It would only mean I was getting what I wanted sooner.

I ran down stairs, covering my scream with my hand. I picked up the phone and dialed Jacobs number.

"Hello?"

"Billy! Is Jacob there?"

"No, he's out with his friends."

"Who's keeping watch at my house?"

"I think Quil, why?"

"She's here. I saw her!"

"Ill try to find the boys for you."

"Okay hurry, Charlie's here and I don't want him to get hurt."

"Stay inside." Then he hung up.

Like that will help, she could bust the door open if she wanted.

I hung up and went to check on Charlie. He was watching the game. I wasn't sure what to do now. My mind was in panic. I went to the closet and grabbed the crow bar. Some good this would do me, but I could try. I thought maybe me and him could hurry in his car and drive of to Billy's. But Victoria could catch us to easily.

I dropped the crow bar on the ground, I let myself fall to the ground. I sat there crying, covering my head with my hands and hiding my face into my arms.

"Bella? What going on? What was that? Did you break something?" I paid Charlie no attention.

I let myself break.

He was gone. There was no one to protect me. Charlie was in danger. There was nothing I could do. And I was only human. There was nothing I could do in this world I had been brought into, and now Charlie was being dragged into it and there wasn't anything I could do to protect him.

I remembered the third wife. Jacob told me bunch of the stories. Of his tribe. Was there something I could do to stop Victoria like the third wife?

I got up and ran to my window. I didn't realize I was having trouble running because the heavy crow bar was still in my hand. I dropped it as I entered my room. Leaving it behind.

I threw my window open and stuck my head out.

"Victoria!" I cried as loud as I could. Charlie wouldn't hear me with the volume all the way up on the TV because the game.

I stood there waiting, breathing hard trying to catch my breath. I tried again.

I stuck my hands out and yelled again.

"Just take me already! Its over!" Just let it be over. Just let it be over. Was the only thought on my mind.

Then I saw her. She was crouching on a branch on Charlie's tree.

I stretched my hand out farther to her.

"Take me." I waited a second.

"I give up just f-ing kill me already. I don't care."

Her eyebrows deepened. She didn't believe me very well.

"Don't hesitate! Hurry up! The wolfs are coming soon." I said looking down hoping they weren't already here.

I started trying to climb out. Then I herd a wolf howl in the distance.

"All great." I muttered under my breath.

"Listen Victoria, I want my death as bad as you." She looked at me wide eyed.

"I'll meet you somewhere soon. Then you can just do the job for me. Ill leave you a note under the tree for you. Leave now before the wolfs kill you. Or then ill have to do the job myself and that will be harder."

She looked at me a moment longer with wide eyes suspiciously. Then left after another wolf howl coming closer.

I closed my window. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes in contentment. Soon I would get what I wanted.

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