It was two years since he left. Two years since he said that he would miss me. Two years since he told me he loved me.

I was sixteen two years ago, now I was eighteen and my father kept urging me to go and find someone to marry me. He had told me that if I didn't marry someone soon he would choose someone to marry me, and I would have no say in it. I wanted to marry Edward, even though I knew my father would refuse it. But I wasn't sure if Edward still wanted me, it had also been two years since I last saw him and that was when he was walking away.

It was the same time of year as when I saw Edward, summer. And I was preparing to go to their annual ball, and I wanted to go without making it obvious. I wanted to see him again, look into his sparkling emerald eyes and lose myself.

I was wearing a midnight blue dress. It was a halter that sparkled with thousands of sparkling diamonds. Then the skirt was picked up in a few places with diamonds as well. It reminded me of the night time sky, with the stars sparkling. I thought it was beautiful, which is why I was going to wear it.

I had my hair down; the curls were cascading down my back. It was plain, but became elegant when it was combined with my dress.

"Isabella, we have to go now." My father called from the stairs.


Then we were in the carriage arriving to the Cullen's castle. It looked the same as it did the last time I was here, which made me smile to see that not everything was different. We got out and went into the ballroom. Everyone was dancing and smiling. I was looking for Edward, but couldn't find him anywhere. This had confused me.

"Oh Charlie, it's so glad to see you here." A man had said to my father.

"Billy, how are you old friend. It has been much too long." My father said to his friend.

"Just fine Charlie, still able to walk around and about, just how I like it." He said with a smile, and then looked at me. "This must be your darling daughter Isabella. Is it not?"

"It is actually. Bella this is Billy he is a friend of my childhood." My father said while putting his arm around Billy's shoulders. "And this must be your son Jacob. Am I right?"

"You certainly are. Well Jacob why don't you and Isabella...wait do you prefer Isabella or Bella?" He asked.

"I prefer Bella."

"Well Jacob why don't you go dance with Bella. Get to know each other a little." The Jacob approached me, and led me to the dance floor.

"Well I'm Jacob. What's your name?" He said humorously.

"Bella and it's nice to meet you Jacob." I told him.

"Well I guess your dad, and my dad are really good friends. And no offence, but I never thought that Charlie had a daughter. He always spent his time around my house with me; I thought he was my second father." He laughed.

"Well he does, and I didn't know that my father knew your family actually."

"Well we don't usually come to these things. But my father wanted to see your dad since they haven't talked in a while. But we don't usually come since the Cullen's are always going to the balls."

"You don't like the Cullen's?" I asked curiously.

"No, I don't think anyone really does, they always think their better because their royalty." He said with anger in his voice.

"Oh, well I guess my family aren't the only ones who think that way." I said

"Well, let's get off that topic. What do you like to do?" He asked.

"Well I like to read. Spend my time outside lying in the grass. Just living my life to the fullest that it can be." I told him. "What about you?"

"Well I like to ride horses. Spend my time inventing, all the crazy things boys do." We both laughed.

Then my father and Billy came to the dance floor and approached us, with my mom and uncle following close behind them.

"Hello you two, are you enjoying yourselves?" My father asked.

"Yes." Jacob and I replied together.

"Well that's good." Billy responded.

"Oh Uncle Phil, can I ask you something?" I asked him as I walked up to him, linked arms and turned around with him.

"Of course you can." He said.

"Can you get me somewhere away from here? I need to sit down and rest, my feet are killing me." I told him in a whisper.

"Sure." Then we walked off and into a hallway that was away from the ballroom, and somewhere that had a bench.

"Thank you." I told him.

"No problem and I will let you be. If anyone asks I will say you went to the washroom, and you take a while longer I will say you must have gone for a walk." I nodded my head.


I sat there for a long time, just daydreaming about Edward. I wondered where he could have been. Then I remembered that I didn't see any of the Cullen's there. I wondered why that was since it was their ball. I turned my head and saw a room with glass doors, one of which was slightly opened. I went over to it and saw that there was a grand piano in the corner. There was no one in the room. I walked in and closed the door behind me and walked over to the piano. My fingers roamed across the keys, music filled the room. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the music. Then I heard the door open and suddenly stopped.

"You play wonderfully, as well as my son actually." The man said. He had blond hair, blue eyes, and a kind face. I thought I should have known who it was but it wasn't coming to me. "You seem puzzled. I'm Carlisle Cullen, yes I do know I'm king but I don't like the title much. And please don't bow I find no need in it, and I have never liked it. I like to think of myself as normal." He had humour, and I giggled. "You must be Isabella Swan. You look much like your mother. It suits you."

"Thank you. But I do not understand why you are speaking to me? I thought you and my father hated each other?" I asked him.

"I do not hate your father. I wish we could be friends again but I don't think that will ever happen." He said sadly.

"Wait...Friends? You and my father were friends?"

"Yes, we were once friends. Hasn't your father told you?" I shook my head. "Well I shouldn't but I will, because otherwise your uncle will and then he will have to come here. Well a long time ago when I was younger, about your age, most likely older. And this was before you were born. Your father, uncle, Billy, and I were friends; we had been for most of our lives. There was a grand ball like this one. There was a girl that you father danced with the entire evening. A few weeks afterward he got the courage to propose to her, she said she would think about it. Then my parents sent me off on a trip for a month, and I met her while I was there. When I came back I didn't tell your father about my encounter with her. When he saw her again she said that she couldn't marry him since her heart was with someone else, that someone else was me. Billy and your father were furious they both knew of your dad's love for her and they became angry. Phil was as well but talked to me afterward and asked me. I told him that we met and that we acted as friends and soon that friendship changed to love. Since your uncle was always into finding true love, like in fairytales he understood. But your father never saw that. Then Esme and I were engaged, got married, and had two sons and a daughter. Now my son and daughter are married. But your father never spoke to me again. Then he found Renee. She was the kindest soul that helped him. And now they have you. I couldn't think of someone better for your father than her. But your father is still mad at me for what happened all those years ago." He finished. Tears were in both of our eyes and I was sad as well as angry. Sad because of what happened to poor Carlisle, and angry that my father was so cruel.

"I never knew my father could be so cruel." I told him while wiping the tears from my eyes.

"There are some things that you can never know about a person, until it happens." He said.

"Well I should get back to the ball. I'm sure there wondering where I am." I told him.

"You should. And thank you for listening."

"You're welcome."

With that he opened the door and let me walk out.

"Oh yes. Edward told me to give you this." He handed me a piece of paper. "Keep it safe, don't let anyone see it or read it. Open and read it tonight when you are alone." After the warning he left.

I tucked into my dress since no one would be looking there anyways, and since I had nowhere else to place it.


I know this one was short

but i have another chapter coming super soon