He was back. There was no denying my suspicions any longer. There was no denying my self conscious mind now, with his pained golden eyes on mine. I tried convincing myself the cold hands that stole me were Victoria's. But they couldn't be Victoria's. She was dead. It was so hard for me to believe he was back, even with proof of the very same and very familiar eyes staring right back at me. I had happened to catch a glimpse of them. They were the same golden eyes I had seen in the middle of the road that made me hit the break and almost swarm.

I had finally opened my eye's to face the truth, only to see his. He only stared at me for what lasted a moment. I had looked away for the slightest moment from his, cautious of my surroundings, I looked around me. I only got the shyest glimpse of the sitting still forest around me before once again I was moving through it. I only presumed he had grabbed again and begun to run once again. But I was mistaken. These fast moments were so blurry they were confusing, I didn't know what to expect of him.

For a while I knew the real reason he left. To protect me. And I still sometimes contemplated if that could really be true. But either way I excepted it because it got me through the day. I kind of expected him to come back as his voice in my head said. Will, not really said but implied. And so everyday was a normal one spent with Jacob most of the time. I was never bothered much by the fact that he was gone because at the back of my mind I was expecting him to come back at anytime and I guess I was just waiting patiently, putting all the past painful hurt in the backest corners of my mind. In the past, where it belong.

Now he was back. And the next thing I knew I was laying in the wet dewed forest ground. He had pushed me back laying down from my sitting position. It took me a second for my eyes to focus from the fast blurry second. I felt his cold figure take a stance over me. I gasped taking in a cold shagged breath startled. His face was now very close just barely hanging over mine.

I knew his reflexes were fast but why was it taking my mind so much time to keep up.

He almost smiled, it was in his eyes but it hadn't reached his lips just yet. Then he pulled me in tighter. I was wondering what he was planning to do next, barely noticing his cold arms had taken me again and running. Before I could even figure it all out we were already standing in his living room. He had already let go and was standing a few feet away across from me.

I almost fell to my feet, I felt a bit week after the run and I steadied myself very still before they all could move to assist me, in the silent room that had all its furniture back.

My eyes never left his still figure.

Then I broke.

I anxiously looked beside me at the sofa. I grabbed the first thing I could see or reach. It just happened to be a pillow. Then I started beating the smack out of him. Will,…if he was human, I would have been.

"What the hell?! You idiot!"

His eyes grew wide. He looked like he went into shock. I smacked him hard over and over with all my might. I knew it didn't hurt him but it got my anger out. And made all that much madder that it really didn't hurt him and at the same time happy that he could never be hurt.

I herd a giggle in the back ground that I could only recognize as Emmet's. Then I herd another one join him then Emmett burst out laughing.

Edward tried to raise his hands up to protect him or to stop me, I wasn't sure which one, but then he paused and sighed and stood there and let me take out my frustration.

His eyes only board into mine and I knew that I was going to give up any minute.

All I could hear was Emmett's booming laughter and I wasn't sure if I herd a few giggles along with his. It was hard to hear my panting as I grew tired. Emmett's laugh was beginning to get annoying and I felt awkward as Edward still stared at me doing nothing to stop me as a hundred different emotions past his face.

"Oh, shut up Emmett!" I yelled. He paused for the slightest second to let me talk and started all over again. I had already slowed down and pretty much stopped smacking Edward with a pillow. I had already realized how silly it was but I didn't care if it was embarrassing, I was to mad.

I only smacked him every now and then when I felt the little fits of anger coming back. Which was every other word and every other second.

"I'm sorry Bella! Let me explain…the real reason why I left…"

"I already know! You did it to keep me safe! Ugh!" I said with disgust and my voice was still angry as I smacked him again.

His face went blank.

"You knew?!"

"Yes! I'm not an idiot!!"

He was silent.

My voice was coated with annoyance and I let the pillow drop to my side but I was still holding on to it. I felt a little bit of embarrassment that I had only barely really figured it out.

"When?" he asked eyeing his family members suspiciously but his face was still blank.

"Two months ago!" I yelled as I smacked him one more time.

"Then why are you mad?" He asked bewildered looking back up at me.

I could feel the red hot anger come back into me. It must have been on my face because Edward cringed a little awaiting another pillow fit coming at him.

Why wouldn't I be mad? Like I had nothing else to be mad about? The awful memories sipped in. I twitched as they came and reappeared in my mind but it was hardly noticeable as I smacked Edward again after a second passed that he thought I wasn't going to start smacking him again.

"Are you crazy?" Did I really want him to answer that? No. but it looked like he was debating to and felt the tension in his family standing around us wanting to say something but they wee all to scared to, I guess. I saw Emmet's lips twitching, at any moment for him to say yes or look who's talking.

"Yeah, probably. But you really think that kept me safe with my luck?? For crying out loud it was worthless and it only brought me pain! Not safety! That's impossible for me, I've figured out."

"Yeah, it didn't take you long to find werewolves did it?" He hissed.

I fell silent in shock. Now he was mad at me for being friends with them?

I remembered that one time, when my suspicions started that Edward was back, when I was alone with Jacob in my room and we almost kissed. He leaned in closer but I was only using him to hear Edward's voice. But instead of hearing Edward, I swore I thought I saw him. It took me a while for myself to believe that it wasn't really him. But I was ecstatic, I had reached a new level. Now I could see him too instead of just hearing him. It made me want to try to kiss Jacob just so I could see him again. But one thing that that haunted me was the look on Edward's face. It wasn't peaceful, it was hurt and shocked. Was that how I wanted him to imagine him? Jealous that I had moved on? Will now here he was and he seemed jealous now. And at what price should I do this? I was only hurting Jacob. Just toying with his emotions so I could hear, and now see Edward. So after the second time I tried and it didn't working and it stopped working, I gave up. I didn't want to hurt Jacob anymore just to feed my bizarre obsession. Jacob was put of with me but he excepted it and I knew he still believed that I wanted him and we would end up together at the end. I very much doubted that. Especially now that Edward was back.

"Tell me, was that really you I saw a while ago outside my window when I was with Jacob?"

He grimaced, sadness passed his eyes at his memory as he quickly looked down from my eyes. A moment passed till he spoke again and I noticed his fist had clenched like the first day I met him.

"…Yes."

"And you spied on me too!" I started smacking him all over again.

I wasn't really mad that he spied on me but that he didn't immediately come back to me. But then again, that might have been my fault since I did set the impression on his family that I didn't want him back or any of them.

Everything that happened started crashing down on me since the first day he left. I started sobbing and realized I should jus be happy he was back. I left the pillow dangle from my hand beside me as I stared at him with blurry tear filled eyes. He stared at me painfully. I let go of the pillow finally and ran to him, I threw my hands around his waist and he took me happily.

I'm back!=D

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