The road curved many times, each time scaring me a little more then usual. The sheet of ice that lightly coated it wasn't the only reason for my fear. Something caught my attention, and has been on my mind distracting me from listening to the road on the way to La Push.

I saw a flash of something running through the forest. It shocked me and made me gasp. I was suspicious of what, or who, it was. I tried not to think about it. Or him. trying to keep the thought from my mind.

I still believe Edward left for a new reason now. I do still doubt I'm right though at times, I still think I must have gone completely insane. I'm still trying and giving it a chance with Jacob. But it isn't working. Not just because it feels uncomfortable. When I actually tried to kiss him again, at my house, I saw something in the window that I would rather not talk about. I'm afraid of the truth because it feels like its crashing down on me harder now then when it did when I realized it.

But things that have been happening me to lately that I pushed away in the back of my head as nothing were now hitting me hard in the face. I refused to believe it, but slowly my sureness was slipping.

Sometimes I noticed things of mine missing for a moment, then suddenly there. Sometimes objects were moved to different places. At times I felt watched. I felt a presence, at times it was strangely comforting and at times made me anxious. Like there was something very important I forgot or couldn't find nagging at me. I wasn't sure how to explain the feeling but it was screaming at me to figure it out. Whatever the feeling was, I was getting used to it, because I felt safe, happy.

Now the possibility in my mind that I refused to see as a possibility was scaring me. The scary truth of me being right. I feared to be right. I couldn't find that nagging feeling in me anymore that I was missing something important. Because my senses were telling me I finally realized it. My mind refused it.

I might not have known it but my mind knew it was true I was just trying to deny it.

Then my denial was vastly fading. I hurried down the road to La Push. I was at the brink of panic…

when something flashed across the road.

I kicked the break. Almost letting out a scream. I hardly noticed how it felt wrong, not like I hit something, like something hit the truck. Something stopped the truck.

Still trying to refuse what I saw. It was all know hitting me hard.

The memories that I had hidden and had finally gotten over, where now slowly coming back. I had finally been able to open my eyes in the morning with out having my first thought be about him. I hardly thought of it. It never stung to speak their name. There was never any tears. I had finally been able to shove it all back in my mind. Only nightmares and some good dreams that both always ended up in tears, that was the only thing that reminded me. Kept the memories fresh. Un-self consciously, that was the way I kept my terrified fear of forgetting tamed. The dreams where the only thing that held me from forgetting. And the new revalating truth that kept my hope alive or at least gave it reason for still being there.

But know I was stronger. The thoughts didn't scare me. Only the thought that he was back.

What did I fear of it? I did not know. `

Only that somehow the memories might begin to hurt again but I doubted that.

Or that he could be thirsty.

Somehow that didn't scare me either.

Then what was it that was scaring me?

All of this was running through my head all at once in only what was a few seconds. I finally realized my eyes were closed. Realizing that I began to open them, as I did I regretted it, fearing what I might find.

I saw to wide eyes starring back at me, standing in the middle of the road in front of my truck.

I gasped loudly and shut my eyes.

I herd a faint voice. One I had not herd in what seemed forever. What felt so familiar but so different as from a stranger. It spoke my name. I ignored all the emotions coursing through me.

This couldn't be happening.

I tried to calm myself. I listened hard, after I herd his voice utter my name. All I herd was silence and my heavy breathing. I could feel my heart thumbing loudly in my chest. My only thought was to get out of here and Jacob.

The word Jacob silently whispering from my lips, at the thought of him. I needed him, I needed his comfort and protection. As I reached for my phone to call him, I herd the iron door being crunched, I felt it open. I let out a terrifying scream. My eyes were squeezed shut. But I knew I had to open them to find my phone.

I ran my hand through my short cut curly hair. And uttered "Oh God." I opened my eyes and saw the door wide open. I swear I herd it being ripped from its hinges. I looked at closely, seeing what seemed like a dent in it. I closed my eyes reaching for my phone. I couldn't hold it right to open it to dial the number. When a figure appeared next to me it slipped through my fingers. I felt something cold grab me and the phone slipped through my fingers.

My shriek was cut short by something garbing me by the arm and crushing me against something, a cold hard rock. I was to much a coward to keep my eyes open. I suddenly felt like I was being thrown. I felt like I was flying. But I never landed.

I meant to cry out for help, instead of yelling Jacob I stupidly yelled Edward. What was wrong with me? Then I began to cry for Jacob. What was going on? I was scared, I tried to fight to get away.

Then suddenly I landed. I almost felt like I was going to faint. My head was spinning and I felt sick. I couldn't open my eyes, or at least I was to afraid too.