DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY THING RELATED TO IT, BUT I DO HOWEVER HAVE A NEW LITTLE LAPTOP THAT I ENJOY CARRYING AROUND EVERYWHERE. :d

A/N: Once again thanks for reading, I really do appreciate it. My fiance thought I was nuts when I started bouncing at the table earlier. Quick thought, pretty much all of Secondhand Serenade's CD A Twist In My Story goes really good with the gist of the story so far. If you haven't listened, you might try it. Let me know what you think.

Chapter 5

BPOV

I climbed in my car and started down the road. I was relieved when I made it all the way to Angela's without breaking down crying at all. I told her all about what had happened, to which she informed me that she was happy to have me at her house, but thought I was being too hard on him.

I didn't argue the point with her, I just went on to tell her about my encounter with that of the skanky kind in the bathroom. She was rather surprised by the fact that I was able to stay vertical through all of it, as was I.

I explained how I was trying to wash my face and Leah came in running her mouth about all the things her and Jake had done. Leah had continued on to say she couldn't understand how Jake was able to sleep with someone like me.

That was when I had finally turned and grabbed her by the back of her head slamming it into the paper towel dispenser. Angela got a big kick out of it, and said she wished she had been a fly on the wall in that restroom. I finished telling her about the horrible events, and decided to call it a night.

She told me she would cover the shop tomorrow so I could start moving all of my things before closing the door and turning off the light.

The next day I woke up extremely sore. My arms felt like they had been pulled in the opposite direction of the other simultaneously. I took advantage of the hot water in the shower, letting it relax my muscles until they were as close to mush as possible.

I dressed and blow dried my hair before leaving the house to gather my things from Jake's. I was pretty sure he wouldn't be at work yet, so I rode around and saw the very few sights that Forks has to offer. I don't guess the grocery store can really be considered a sight, but I saw it quite a bit on my caravaning about the town.

I decided it would be good to finally get over to the hospital to see Jenni, since I was such a mess yesterday and just couldn't manage a visit with her. I pulled into the parking lot and parked next to a shiny black Jaguar. I was pretty sure it was the same one had been driving the other day. I blushed slightly when I thought about our conversation yesterday.

It had just started to rain when I pulled in the parking lot and I was glad I didn't do anything spectacular with my hair. I grabbed a hair band from around the gear shift and pulled my hair up into a messy bun before darting out into the rain. I wiped as much water off myself as I could, and strolled into the hospital looking like a drowned rat.

I had so much going on yesterday that Ihad no clue what room Jenni was in. I walked up to the pink ladies' desk and asked what room belonged to Jenni Call.

"I'm sorry, Jenni's gone home already," said a velvety voice from behind me. I spun around too fast to see who was there. I started to slip, when my green eyed angel reached out, grabbing my left arm in one hand while placing his other hand on my waist. He righted me quickly, but let his hands linger where they were.

"We really have to stop meeting like this, you know?" he said with a smirk."I'm sorry, that was very cliché, wasn't it?"

"Umm, yeah. I mean no," I let out a deep breath before continuing, "Yes to the first...and...maybe to the second....?" I replied slightly flustered.

"Well, either way," he chuckled."Umm, there was something I was meaning to talk to you about, if you don't mind, that is." he said sounding apprehensive.

"Okay, yeah. Sure," I answered as he led me to some near by chairs to sit.

"I know this may seem a little forward of me," he spoke so low, I had to strain to hear him, "but I don't know many people around this area since I just became an attending here. I was just curious if you would like to have coffee with me sometime...if that's okay. Because if it's not, then I completely would understand. I just thought since I was new here, and you seemed like a nice girl, maybe we could-" he was babbling. I raised my hand to quiet him.

I was having a hard time comprehending what was happening. I took a moment to gather my thoughts before I asked, "Are you asking me out?" Oh how I hope he's asking me out.

Wait I can't do that.

No. No, I don't want him asking me out right now, it hasn't even been twenty-four hours since I left Jake.

Please be asking me out.

"Listen Edward, you seem like a nice guy, but I just broke up with my boyfriend yesterday, and I can't really do the whole 'coffee' thing," Plus, didn't I see you with that chick Leah the other day?" I asked, feeling a rather bold.

He scoffed and turned his head to the side smirking. When he looked back at me, I felt unquestionably abashed about the outburst I had just made to a complete stranger.

"Uh, Bella. All I'm asking is for coffee. I'm not asking to woo your little heart away, he said quirking an eyebrow at me, "Although, if you just broke up, maybe you could use some wooing. As far as Leah and I, she asked for a ride home. My mother always taught me to be chivalrous, so when she asked, I kindly obliged. Yes, she did make her intentions clear, but even I have enough sense, as a new comer, not to get involved with someone like that." he finished matter of factly, while scrunching his nose in what I assumed to be disgust.

I was a little taken aback by his honesty, as well as astounded that someone resisted the filthy harlot. Must just be the quiluetes then I thought as pictures of Jake flooded my mind.I can only imagine the look on my face because Edward's turned to one of apprehension.

Before he had a chance to say anything, I quickly asked, "Just coffee?", to which he answered me with my own words.

"Well, I think coffee I can do, when exactly would you be able to do that?" I asked, quite literally shocked by my capability to carry this conversation and breathe at the same time. I had to look like a tomato by now I'm sure. If I was though, he didn't seem to mind. Maybe he's just being polite.

"Well, I'm a little busy for the rest of the work day. Would it be too soon for you this evening?" he asked warily.

"Tonight. Oh no, that's fine. I can be free for you any night." WTF? I blushed bright crimson. "I mean tonight's good for me," I corrected, trying to feign nonchalance. "I'll meet you at West End Video, say around seven thirty," I said figdeting with my fingers, and chancing a glance at his emerald pools.

"Okay," he said cautiously, "but why are we going to the movie store?" he asked slightly perplexed by my choice of coffee shops.

"Oh, well they're also a coffee shop. They have espresso and the best biscotti. I always went there with Ja-" I stopped, not wanting to open that can of beans. I finished by explaining I had a movie to return.

"Seven thirty it is." he replied, standing up and offering me his hand and a small smile.

I took his hand and stood slowly, trying my best to stay vertcial and not make a fool of myself for the second time today. "I'll see you then," I said taking my hand back and offering up a small smile of my own before turning for the door.

I thought I heard a 'I can't wait' slip from his mouth, but I wasn't sure and didn't want to think this was going somewhere that he 'couldn't wait for'. I made my way outside to where it was no longer raining. How long was I in there?

I climbed in my car and put the key in the ignition. I was too confused to take off right away, so I sat there and thought about what had just happened. I was pretty sure that this could count as a date. But as long as he was accustomed to calling it 'just coffee' then I would be too.

I raked my fingers through the top of my hair, getting them tangled in the process. I blushed for no apparent reason at all, seeing as I was alone in the confines of my car. I wasn't sure if I was happy because some one wanted to get to know me, or because I had complete function of my brain filter.

So, maybe not just someone. Maybe a really hot, really nice doctor, who has no interest in Leah wants to get to know me. And, maybe not complete function, but at least eighty five pecent. That had to count for something. Right?!

I finally backed outof the parking lot and headed for Jenni's house where I spent the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon indulging in the easygoing tranquility of her home. Her baby was beautiful. Her name was Emma Faith, which meant something about Healer and faith, but they were opting to just call her Em.

She had hair the same shade as Embry, but paler skin much like Jenni's. It was still too early to tell who she would ultimatlely look like, but we joked that we'd prefer more like her mother. I finally left Jenni and Em to get some rest and decided to finally go get my things from Jake's house.

I wasn't taking much since Angela said the small house I'd be using was fully furnished. I just needed my clothes and a few personal effects.

I made it to the house and climbed the three steps to the door. I fished around for the key and placed it in the lock. I wanted to be in and out before Jake had anytime to make it home, so I hurried in the house and went straight to the room. I opened up the closet, where I found an old suitcase and started throwing clothes in it.

I then went to the bathroom and gathered the rest of my things. I did a quick once over, just to be sure I wasn't forgetting something I would have to come back for. Even being here just the day after, it felt like I was intruding into some foreign atmosphere.

I had lived here for the past three years with Jake, but now I felt oddly disconnected. I gathered up my things and made my way out of the front of the house, taking one last glance this place I was leaving behind.

I closed the door and drug my suit case down the steps and to my car. I had to pause and catch my breath before I could muster up the strength to lift it into the trunk. I paused for a second before climbing in, trying to determine if I was doing the right thing by leaving.

I had wanted so many things with Jake, but it seemed as if those things were out of reach.

I drove away without looking back, fearful of all the memories I was sure would resurface if I did. I couldn't look back; I had to look forward. Even though forward scared me more than what lay behind me now.

JPOV

When I pulled up to the house I knew that she had been here. I could see the marks-from what I was guessing was either a suitcase or a really small dolley-across the yard. I was a little scared to go back in that house, not because I thought something might jump out and grab me. But because without Bella, it just felt empty. Our home was nothing more than a small house that echoed of all the time we had spent here together.

I let out a deep breath before I pulled the keys from the ignition and durg myself out of the confines of my truck. I trudged across the yard and went in the house. It hadn't been long since she was here, you could still smell her perfume in the air. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, as if I were trying to take my last breath of air.

I went to the fridge to grab a beer and walked back out onto the porch closing the door behind me. Maybe, just maybe, I thought, if I didn't stir the air too much, I'd be able to smell her when I go to bed.

I was exhausted from the day's work. I had to attach an external shift lever to the shift lever stub on the transmission of a ninety-one five speed wrangler. It wasn't a difficult task, just a pain to get to when you're as big as I am. Add that in with not getting much sleep last night, and I was almost dead to the world.

I most likely would have been if it weren't for the fact that I was waiting on Bella to call. Like that's ever gonna happen. I couldn't help but hope she would need me for something. Okay, to be honest, and this is really hard to admit, I was hoping her car would break down and she'd need my help. That was my only shot at getting to talk to her now.

I had tried calling the book store dozens of times, and if I hadn't known Angela better, I would have thought she was lying to me when she kept saying Bella wasn't there.

I finally gave up about an hour before I left work, deciding maybe we did need to be to ourselves for a little while. But no what, I would always be here waiting. For what, I wasn't sure, but I refused to give up on us. I couldn't let go of that little bit of hope.

I finished my beer just as the sun sank below the horizon, so I decided to get up and go wash off all of the grime from my day at the shop. I showered quickly and toweled off, opting to walk in my birthday suit to the room, since I knew no one was in the house.

I figured that was one perk to Bella leaving, she'd never let me do that before. I dressed in a pair of athletic shorts and figured it might be time to pick up all of my clothes off of the floor. I finished this task quickly, placing all of my clothes back in their respective drawers. I then stretched out on the bed, not really feeling up to eating dinner at the moment.

I tried one more time to reach Bella on her cell, but after only one and a half rings, it went to her voicemail. I didn't bother leaving a message, figuring she wouldn't return my call either way.

I set my alarm and laid my phone on the night stand. I grabbed her pillow and hugged it to my chest so I could smell her as I drifted off to sleep. It took a while to get there, but when it did, I couldn't have been happier. At least in the world of my dreams, she was still my Bella.

A/N: If you haven't noticed, it's going to take a while to get to where this story is going, but please bare with me. I'm trying to post at least one chapter everyday, but I might take a break to do some much need laundry. Big thanks to froggyqueen and javamomma0921 and whoever else is following this story. Mucho mucho love to all of yall for your support! If you have any suggestions about any part of this story, I'd love to hear it. Once again thanks! 3 km3

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