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Hey Jude

EPOV

Opening a private mail form "thepeskypixie" or Alice, I was confused. It was sent at five o'clock this morning.

"You were meant to go out and get her"

I had no clue what she was talking about. I thought about it again and again.

Who was she talking about?

I mailed her back

Huh? Are you high again, Ali?

She wouldn't find it funny, and neither did I. But I needed to find out what she meant.

I left my laptop switched on, my mind floating to Bella and everything I had read about her.

She refused to speak to me after that and once her dad got there, I saw shame flash across her face. He was tough on her, nothing that was unexpected though, but there was something in his tone, he was tired.

My laptop bleeped alerting me to another private mail on my profile. I had noticed that Alice had a few more friends since she had moved to Seattle and it had only been two weeks.

There was also a picture of her kissing some blonde guy who I would be sure to ask about next time I had her on the phone.

Not funny, ass.

I'm Jude, do you know who you are, yet?

I'll give you a clue, begins with H.

Luv u bro xx

Jude. The words, they were 'Hey Jude' by the Beatles. I thought I recognised it. I had heard Alice sing it constantly last time she visited me in Chicago and last time I was in Forks also.

But who began with H and what the Hell was she talking about?

Of course, I heard nothing from her for the rest of the night.

BPOV

thepeskypixie:

"Take a sad song and make it better"

Watch the roads, he means no harm, honest.

Sad opening day…

I'm sorry

I miss you, I love you

Your Jude xx

It was from Alice. Alice had private mailed me, one of my two friends on this pathetic social site, we hadn't talked in about eight months but she was still thinking about me.

Just knowing this, that she thought of me, especially today, it made a brief jolt of life come to me for a moment.

Alice was certain she could tell the future and going by the fact that she had sent the mail about two hours before I met Edward, made me curious.

Did she know I was going to meet him and what did she mean by the line of the song. I knew the song, it was the one I would sing to her, she was my Jude; hope for the hopeless.

Was she giving me hope? Was this what she was trying to do?

She even spoke of opening day. It wasn't my birthday anymore, it was the day they thought they could begin to get back to normal.

I missed her and I loved her too.

I didn't reply - it would hurt too much.

"It wasn't my fault, Charlie." he gritted his teeth. He was standing firm on this one and I was proud of him for it. It wasn't his fault, it was mine.

"I don't give a damn, Jake. You should have had that god damn death trap locked up properly. I have told you about it before."

Jake sighed, backing off. This was going to be an argument he would lose. Charlie's resilience wasn't something to mess with.

"I swear, boy. One more time and it's impounded - for good." Charlie finished.

"It's my bike." I argued. It wasn't Charlie's and it wasn't Jakes either, no one was taking my bike from me.

"Bells, you can just keep quiet. You keep the bike and I impound it first thing tomorrow morning. Do not test me." Charlie was at the limit. He was exhausted by me, my behaviour, my attitude and most of all, my own disregard for my own life.

He hated my motorbike. I swear, I thought he was going to strangle Jacob when he found out what we had done. The fact that I had blew all the money for college on it was just another matter. Not that it even actually mattered, no college would have me, not now.

"Come on, Charlie. It wasn't Jakes fault. Bella is an adult now."

Charlie scoffed at Billy's words before he walked through into Billy's sitting room.

Jake and I were left alone in the kitchen. "Come on." I said, telling him to follow me.

Her did, like I knew he would, and I walked out to Jakes garage. I walked out of the rain and wind and relaxed in the shelter.

"Ok, so Charlie searched me before we left, he got the vodka." I shrugged. "But…I've got the good stuff in my bra."

Jake laughed, amused. He knew what I kept in my bra.

"Has he not guessed that you put bras on just to hide your pot. It's the only time you wear them."

"I really don't think my father pays that much attention to my chest. I would be worried if he did." I told him blankly as I pulled the joint out of my underwear.

"Eh…ok, good point." he shrugged and I laughed.

"Do you have a lighter." I ask looking around.

"Blow torch?" he offered. I rolled my eyes, but it did.

We settle on top of the rabbit, passing the joint between one another, smoking.

"This is the good stuff." he inhaled it deep into him.

"I got it form James." I shrug.

"Aw, Bells, I have told you, don't go near that guy."

"He's cheap." I shrug.

"He only gives you it cheap because he wants to get into your underwear, stay back." I sighed and rolled my eyes at him.

"Jude mailed me today." I said, trying to change the subject.

"The pixie? What did she say?" he asked surprised.

"I don't know, she sent me a riddle."

"There's something new." he scoffed.

"She told me to watch the roads and that he means no harm."

"Who?" he asks confused.

"Her brother, I think." I shrug "It was him I almost crashed into."

"He would have killed you if you got hit with that Jeep." he was worried about me just as much as Charlie, he just tried to hide it.

"Not Emmett, her other brother."

"Edward?"

"Yeh, him and his shiny fucking Volvo. He's a doctor, he saw my medical record." What he must think of me.

Sitting up, Jake took my un-cast wrist, my left wrist. "I got this for you. You're dad had said it was coming up to your birthday."

"Don't call it that." I tell him pointedly.

"Ok, whatever, opening day then. But I got this for you. it's a little wolf, its meant to protect you, least that's the story." he shrugged as he tied the cord in a knot around my wrist.

I look down at the little wooden carving of the wolf, it stands as if its running and I wonder if its running to protect me or trying to run away from me.

"Thank you." I tell him before I reach up to his lips and kiss them softly.

He isn't my boyfriend, and he never will be but I know that he likes me and I use it to get what I need.

Love him; I definitely do.

Screw him over; constantly.

He deserves someone better than me. But still, he sticks by me.

I reach up to his long, almost black hair. Jacob is gorgeous, and he is also a year younger than me, but it doesn't stop me.

"Have sex with me?" I ask him, my tone begging.

I know it will make me feel better, if only for a little while. It blocks out the numbness.

I know what I am, and I know what I do.

I have taken advantage of his love for me for the past six months, I took his virginity away without hesitation and I knew then, that he fell in love with me.

But I couldn't love him back. Not like that.

"It doesn't make it better, Bella." he warned me.

He knew what I got from him, when I let him inside of me.

"It does for a little while." I whisper.

He has sex with me, trying to make me happy, feel better, make himself feel better or happy, I'm not sure.

But we have sex, and for a little while, it makes me feel better, but not happy. Never happy.

EPOV

"The minute you let her under your skin

Then you begin to make it better"

It was a text from Alice and I was still no closer to figuring out what she was meaning.

It had been two days since I had avoided Bella on that road and two days I couldn't get her out of my mind.

Was it Bella, that Alice was talking about?

Did she know she would get under my skin?

But what could I make better? Bella was a disaster, everything I had read about her…I couldn't believe.

What was the logic behind it all.

Giving up thinking what it all meant, I called Alice.

What was with the cryptic lyrics. It was frustrating. I didn't know who she was talking about but I was sure it was Bella.

Her phone rang and she picked up on the third ring.

"Brother?" she rolled out of her mouth in a posh accent.

"Sister." I replied.

"For what do I deserve this honour?" She liked to play these things out like this, it was just who she was, cookie.

"Riddles my dear, your damn riddles." I told her a little impatiently but still running along with her tone.

"Ahh, I see. Worked it out yet?" she asked, snapping back to her normal tone.

"No. What are you going on about Ali?"

"I can't tell you that, you need to work it out." she told me flatly.

"Why, Hey Jude?" it was the lyrics she gave to me. "And why are you Jude?"

"Brother dearest, how can you be so blind? I know that I saw it but you should really have worked it out by now. She's been waiting, she doesn't know it, but she has. And so have you."

"Who has been waiting? And who begins with H? Seriously Al, have you been back on the drugs again?" I asked a little short.

I couldn't work out her damn riddle and it was beginning to grate on me.

"You know who, Eddie boy. And well the H, you just need to think about it. As for the drugs, don't bring that up again. I will come and hunt you down if you say that again." She was serious about the last part, she would definitely come after me, it was a sensitive subject to say the least.

"No other clues?" I asked, hoping.

"Nope." She told me.

"Please?" I begged, I needed to find out what she was talking about. It was one of her games, but her games often passed onto real life. She claimed to be able to tell the future, that she had visions. As crazy as it sounds, she did seem to have a canny knack at knowing things. That's why I had to work this out, work it out before it happened, she was pointing me in the direction of something and I needed to know what.

"How's that feeling, Edward?" she asked. What feeling?

"What feeling?" I asked her, what was she talking about.

"The loss." she said simply. How the hell did she know about that?

I knew my sister was as strange as hell, I knew the reason she had no friends was because of it but she pushed on with life as best as she could. I only knew that she had Bella as a friend at one point, right up until she almost killed her.

But the ways she talked about me, about my feelings. Feelings I never disclosed to anyone…I stayed quiet, I didn't know what to say about it.

"It wasn't me Edward, it wasn't me you lost. You were looking for someone. You found them, the feeling is gone. You just have to remember when it disappeared."

The feeling of loss was gone, but I had expected it to go, I had been back here for three whole days. I assumed I had settled in.

She laughed lightly down the phone, her voice a sound of twinkling bells. I missed hearing that sound so much. I missed her so much.

"Can you not think?" she asked, amused.

"No."

"Then you're not thinking hard enough, you don't care enough, yet. But you will, soon you will. Just remember."

"Al…" I sighed.

"No, nothing else. You are a big boy now Edward, work it out for yourself. I don't even know if I should be giving you clues." She sighed.

There was a moment of silence on the phone between us as I collected my thoughts.

"His name is Jasper." she told me sharply.

I laughed, of course she knew I was going to ask that.

"And is he nice?" I asked carefully.

"I love him." she told me without hesitation.

"Alice…" I sighed, she was such a fool, rushing in, total disregard of her own feelings.

"I do. And he is a good man, a southern man. He's got the sexy drawl going. Hmmm." she sighed of content.

"Maybe I should meet him?" I threaten.

"Oh you will, soon. You will like him."

"And what does he say…what does he say about your… gift?" I struggle with my words. I'm never certain what to call it, Alice is so relaxed with it she doesn't bother, it doesn't phase her that the rest of us struggle with what it means, what it meant for her growing up.

"He thinks its interesting, he doesn't tease, he takes me for what I am. Really, Edward, he is good for me. I'm going to marry him." she told me with total confidence in her voice.

"Alice." I call down the phone, I thought she had grew up, why is she acting so childish and jumping into something and saying things like that about a stranger.

"Edward once you meet him you will understand. Don't question me. You need to look at yourself before you judge others. Don't be so quick to jump to assumptions. Its not nice for people to assume the worst of someone going by gossip."

"Who are we talking about now?" I asked.

"Me, you, Jasper…Bella."

"Bella? What dose she have to do with anything. What do you mean?"

"I can't say, I have already said too much. I need to go, ok?"

"Uh-huh, that's fine. Will I see you soon?"

"Soon." she promised "And remember what I said Edward, think hard and don't assume, got it."

"Got it." with my last words to her she hung up on me.

I feel like she's told me nothing and everything at the same time. Like I just can't see the trees for the forest.

And why did she tell me not to assume anything of Bella, I saw her chart, I can assume all I want.

Bella has every right for people to judge her with the stories I had heard.

She brought it all on by herself.

I drove to Port Angeles. It was Friday night and tonight I was meeting some old friends from school. We arranged here because most of them had move to the area for work or college. I was the only one that seem to move as far away from Forks.

I had moved into my apartment today and finally finished with most of the necessities. The bed was made at least, I had somewhere to lay when I got home.

"Yeh, well the gossip I heard was his wife was having it away with his work colleague now." Alec laughed with a shrug.

"Well, he did get pretty lucky to get Chelsea, but you can see why she got bored of him." I laughed but I felt sorry for Felix, the guy never had much going for him, he was a bulked up goon. Popular on the field but that was about it.

It was then I heard the voice, the sweet voice I had heard a few days ago when I had helped her with her helmet off, before I realized who she was and she realized who I was.

Bella

She walked in, some guy with his arm around her waist, holding her tight into him. He was older than me and I didn't like it, she shouldn't be with someone as old as he was and it made me curious if he knew her real age, that she was too young to drink.

The rest of the guys continued to laugh and joke catching up but my attention was gone, it was all on Bella.

She hadn't noticed me as she walked in and she stood with her back against the bar smoking a cigarette that the guy had gave her.

He pushed into her, his crotch pushing into her stomach and it made me feel sick the way he placed his hands on her. He ordered her a drink and his hand slid up her bare thigh, Bella wearing the smallest skirt ever.

This was wrong, and after everything I knew, I knew I couldn't sit here and let it happen. I had to stop her, if only for Charlie's sake.

"Guys, Excuse me. I need to take car of something." I told my table before standing up and walking over to Bella.

Her face faltered as soon as she saw me, the false smile she had wore, fell.

She tried to look away form me, continue her conversation with the guy that pressed her into the bar but you could see her panic as I walked over.

"Bella, don't you think you should be at home?" I asked her nicely.

"Who the hell are you?" her older man asked.

"He's no one, just ignore him. Someone that couldn't take no for an answer." she shrugged while glaring at me.

I laughed at her words. She wasn't someone I wanted to go near in the first place but I was doing this for Charlie, it was clear Bella had no self-respect for herself.

I pulled on her arm, avoiding her cast. "I think it's time you went back home." I tugged her away from the bar and away from the guy.

"Leave her alone." he ordered.

"No, I think if you know what's best for you, you will leave her alone." I told him flatly.

I looked around but there was no sign of a jacket or a coat, she stood there with that skirt and some thin t-shirt.

She stumbled about on her feet and looking at her, I saw she was drunk.

"How much have you had to drink?" I asked, shocked that she seemed so inebriated so early on in the night.

She shrugged like she couldn't give a damn.

"Hey, leave her alone or you will be taken out the back door, dude." the barman warned. I wasn't leaving her here, not with this guy.

"Considering she is the Chief of Polices daughter in Forks and that she is underage-"

"Hey," Bella broke though, I ignored her.

"I think I'll be taking her home, ok?"

"My dad is the Chief, but I'm not underage." she protested to the barman.

"Yes she is." I corrected. "Her ID will be fake. I see her in here again, you will be getting closed down by her father." I warned.

Her older guy had seemed to wander off, no doubt too much of the wrong kind of attention for him.

"Get her out." the barman nodded with out hesitation and I pulled her through the bar stopping at my table.

"Edward?" Alec asked looking concerned with the fact I held onto a drunk Bella.

"I need to go, I'm sorry, she is a friend of Alice's…" I never bothered to explain that she belongs to the Chief but I'm sure they could work it out by themselves with the fact that she had been friends with Alice. Alice had only ever had one friend.

"Ok, but don't leave it too long next time, okay?" They warned jokingly and with a nod I grabbed my jacket and headed for the door.

Walking out the front of the bar Bella shivered in the night air. I placed my jacket across her shoulders as she mumbled a thank you and slipped her arms in the sleeves.

It was huge on her, she was practically swimming in the material but she looked warmer and she looked like she should; covered up.

At least her top half was. There wasn't much I could do for her arse skimming skirt she wore, the jacket almost covered that up completely too.

"You know, I don't have anywhere to sleep now." she huffed as I walked in the direction to my car down the street.

"How about home?" I told her flatly.

"I can't, Charlie will kill me." she hissed. "I was going to stay with that guy."

"You mean that guy was going to screw you?"

"Fuck off, who are you for coming up to me like that anyway? What is it to you?"

"What is it to me? I think you need to think about that one Bella, anyone with half a brain would have dragged your ass away like that. Don't give me shit because I was trying to do right by you."

"You don't even like me, you hate me." she spat, her arms hugging herself in my coat.

She looked so lost, so scared of this world. Whatever this was, it was a front, this wasn't her.

"I don't hate you." I told her.

"I almost killed your sister, you hate me."

I stopped in my tracks, Bella slowing beside me. "Can we not talk about that right now, I might just leave you here." I snapped.

"Fine, see if I care." she pulled my jacket off of her and handed it too me without meeting my eyes.

"Take it." she growled. "It's not like I have anywhere to go now anyway. I'll sleep in my truck." she shrugged.

"You drove here?" I asked. "And put the damn jacket back on." I ordered.

"Yeh, it seems you just like to leave my vehicles stranded though." she shrugged.

I ignored her "Did you drink before you drove?"

"Yes." she shrugged as if it was nothing.

I closed my eyes in frustration, this girl was certifiable. What the hell was she thinking and what the fuck was her father doing about it?

I walked away from her. "Put the jacket on and get your backside in my car now."

She quickly followed me and got into the passengers seat, all quiet and sullen.

I didn't want to talk to her, all I wanted to do what was right. Take her home for her father to deal with.

She was hard work, I felt sorry for him. But it still made no sense. What had happened in life to make her like that? What had made her so disconnected from the real world.

She was so tiny and I couldn't help but think of that fragile girl that came off of her motorbike. She was beautiful and there was something about her. Something reserved, not in a bad way, just, just in a sad way. An honest way.

Beginning to drive I would saw oncoming cars and there headlights would highlight her face.

She was still beautiful and that girl I saw as she took off her helmet and wiped back her hair, it was her that sat next to me.

She continued to hug herself, rubbing at her bare legs trying to warm up.

I had turned up the heaters in an attempt to make her warmer.

"Perhaps next time you should remember you're skirt." I bit.

She shrugged. "It was Alice's. She gave me it."

I nodded. "Explains a lot, she did go thought a fairly slutty stage, I wondered what happened to the threads of material she used to wear."

She narrowed her eyes at me before turning to look out her window.

"You get off on guys treating you like that?" I asked.

It took her a while to answer and I was beginning to think she wasn't going too.

"So what I like some attention, what's wrong with that?"

"Nothing, everyone likes some attention, but not everyone dresses like a five dollar hooker to get it."

She hissed at me in response as I pulled up at a set of lights.

Turning to her, I could see her hurt face in the dim street light, but I didn't care if I was hurting her feelings, if she continued to go around like she was, she was asking for trouble. "I'm just saying, something must be missing in your life if that's the kind of attention you need."

The lights changed to green and I released the hand break and pumping the clutch and gas.

"Maybe there is." she whispered in to herself and into my jacket.

I knew there was something, I didn't know what, but there was something missing.

She was silent for a while, and I gave her time to think about the choices she was making, hoping she could see what she was doing to herself.

"I need to stay with you." she told me out of no where.

"What?" I asked confused. There was no way in hell I was letting her into my apartment.

"I need to stay with you."

"No!" I told her blankly.

"You took away my bed for tonight, I need to sleep somewhere."

"Bella, I'll be frank, that guy was going to take you home to just fuck you, look at you, your are dressed like a slut and I saw the way he had you up against the bar." I practically shouted.

"Least I would have been warm…" she mumbled again into my jacket. "I can't go home like this the now. Charlie will explode."

"Maybe you will think about that before you go out looking like a tramp."

She chewed down on her lip, and I could see my words were taking effect. They took effect but I hated my self for doing it. She needed a reality check but my continual snapping wasn't doing her any good. All I did was tear her down.

"Take me home with you and I'll tell you about Alice." she bargained.

What the hell can she tell me about Alice, do they still have contact? Alice would be in some serious shit if that was the case.

"You still have contact?"

She shook her head, "Well no, not really, she mailed me the day I met you though. She told me to be careful on the roads."

"And you never listened to her?"

"I never got it until I got back from the hospital. She remembered it was my birth- Opening day." She stumbled on her words.

"Why do you call it that, why don't you like your birthday?" I ask, how can someone not like there birthday?

"They tried to make it go back to normal, but there was too much damage, it wasn't fair. I wasn't even there anymore." she croaked out the last sentence.

Her riddles were as confusing as Alice's. "Where were you?"

She never said a word again.

I tried to prompt her on a few occasions but she wasn't talking. It was as if she was a mute, she didn't even react to my words and questions as I drove back to Forks.

She said if I took her back to mine she would tell me about Alice. Did she know something I didn't? I knew my sister well but I knew that the pair, as short as there friendship had been, were inseparable.

Alice may have told her things, and maybe Bella had told Alice some things too.

I hoped she did, because in this world, she seemed very much alone.

She needed someone to reach out to her and help her, and as much as I hated to admit it, my dad had been right, Bella needed Alice.

I couldn't see it when I opened the chart, but thinking about her these past few days, hearing her talk the way she did just now, she needed some one and Alice would have been good for her, she wouldn't have judged her, she wouldn't assume she knew her…

She wouldn't assume she knew her.

Alice's words played in my head. Don't make assumptions, don't assume, don't judge.

But I had a right too, after everything that happened with Alice and her, how could I not, how could I not only see the bad in her.

I pulled up out side my apartment and she gave me a small smile of thanks that I never made her go home.

Looking at her I couldn't see bad, I could only see this poor, beautiful, lost girl.

Was that the girl Alice really saw? Was the gossip deceiving of who she really was?

I knew there had to be a reason for the things she done.

Cutting off the cars engine I looked over at her, "Lets get you inside." I told her with a small smile back.

a/n: Any guesses yet to Bella? Also - i beg of you - please review. xx