Sorry for causing so many hysterics, but I really had no idea that so many people had read this, since last time I checked, it was only 23 people…Alright, so I forgot the disclaimer for chapter 2. Oh, well. Here it is. IF I HAD WRITTEN TWILIGHT OR NEW MOON, I WOULD BE SHOUTING IT AT THE WORLD!! Basically, no. I did not write it. I would love to say that I did, but I didn't. All the credit goes to the wonderful Queen Stephenie Meyer. Darn. BUT…I wrote this fanfic!! Yay!!! I wrote something!! Woot!!

OH! There's going to be an excerpt from Jacob's 'journal' that will make you assume that he had planned to tell her that he was a werewolf. Don't freak, when I said that nothing after Laurent happened, I meant it. Well…I do so far anyway. What happens there is that his dad doesn't want Bella to see Jake anymore because he knows what's coming for him. That's all. So if you read this, you won't be as confused as those who don't. Ha. You win at life.

Anyway, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!! Or by my peanut butter sandwich, I promise to whack you on the head like Capone!! (Sorry, root beer is in my system to keep me going, and it…well, it's working wonders.)

Bella

I ran up my room in less than a second. Edward was here. I had already decided that I would still attend school, but, oh! He's here! I can hardly believe it, but I saw it with my very own eyes (extremely keen, not to mention). Perhaps I imagined it! Yes! That has to be it! There's no way he'd come back to a place that holds all these memories, even if he didn't love me!

I slowly began to calm down as I repeated this in my head, but it didn't convince me even one bit. I'll just take precautions. I'll keep my mind and ears open, for his family's voices and I'll block my scent. This is another plus from becoming a vampire. The reason no one could read my mind was because I would become a mind reader as well. For some reason, this applied to my scent. It stayed as strong as when I was human, but I had control over when and how much of it I would exert. It's how I kept the vampires in Belgium from thinking I was human.

Lifting myself from my bed, I went to the closet to get a towel. I went to the shower and stayed there for at least an hour. The bubbles were nice and foamy, warming me to an extent. The strawberry scent reminded me of the first day of school when I met Edward. I strongly remembered his expression at the fragrance emanating from my body, it was so fierce. I almost thought he was disgusted, causing me to think that my hair smelled bad. I had used strawberry shampoo that morning. How quaint, I use strawberry bubble wash as well. Both on the same day that I see him again. Well, of course then there's the fact that I'm 98 years older and immortal. I suppose that's a slight difference from before.

Edward

I entered the small residence with blood shot eyes, from trying to cry so long. My posture must have been horrible because some people who were sitting in the corners were taken aback by me. They were all here to prepare for a funeral. 'I loved her so much…and I didn't even get to prove it…' thought a young man sitting alone in a corner, his head leaning on a wall with his eyes closed. It was obvious he had been able to cry for his beloved. I turned away immediately. I came up to the receptionist and asked for Bella's file. She seemed angered at the question. Her face went pink, her ears red. Her purple rimmed glasses worked their way down to her nose as she glared. Her red curls bounced as she spoke.

"As I told that girl earlier, we can't give you those files. I'm sorry, even if it is for a school project." She stammered.

My expression faltered only for a second before I found Alice's chaotic thoughts. I tried to make sense of the picture forming in her mind, and found her in a Mourning Room. I approached the woman once more.

"Excuse me, ma'am," I spoke, her eyes already drilling holes into me. So much for dazzling. "Would you please tell me the way to the Mourning Room?"

"To your left, first door." I thanked the woman and headed to my left. I opened the door and found Alice in a corner, silently screaming, trying not to look like a little girl who just found out her daddy didn't love her or her mother. The papers were scattered all over the floor. I glanced at Alice again when I saw that one of the files had the name of the boy from La Push on it. She unwillingly looked up at me then let out a broken sob as she placed her head back between her knees.

I bent down to piece the pages in order again as I closed the door behind me. My worst fear came true. 4 months after my departure, she threw herself off a cliff in La Push. She died after hitting her head and bleeding to death by open wound. The boy from La Push found her. She was waiting for him to come by and pick her up when she jumped. I froze for a moment, trying to let the information settle, but it refused. It would come and haunt me later tonight. I just knew it. I picked up Jacob's file and read through his. Just as I did this, Alice let out another sob. I flinched then continued. He killed himself as well. Apparently, he had known she would do this sooner or later. He began a few entries in a journal that mentioned her. One copy of an entry read:

'I began to drink after you died. At first, I hated the taste but after a while, each bottle became friendlier. I shouldn't have left you. I should have brought you along, even if dad did get pissed. You would have been worth it. My head is pounding from yet another hangover but I feel as though I deserve much worse than a damn headache.

'I keep seeing you. The first time, I saw you in a dream. It was at your funeral and I was walking up to the casket when you just woke up and bent forward. You looked amazing. Of course, you always did, but I guess it seems more important when I know for a fact that I'll never have you. You smiled at me. The big smile that made my heart break and glue back together when you said my name. Just then, I woke up. After that, you were everywhere. I think you're trying to tell me something. I know it's been a long time since you left this world, but Bella, I am finally going to do what you meant for me to. I know that you jumped to be relieved from the pain I never could console but I'm going to save you. I'll bring you back, even if you run back to Cullen. At least I'll still have your smile. '

Horrible couldn't even come to terms with how awful I felt. I just found out that I was the cause for the death of two people. My hands began to tremble as I held the papers clutched in my hands. Alice crawled her way to me and put her arms around me, still sounding broken when she cried silently. That was when I realized that I too was trying not to burst now. I felt like I needed to rip something into pieces. Thank heavens for the thunder that became a background to Bella's words.

"Bella, I will stay with you- isn't that enough?" I asked. She smiled

"Enough for now." She then touched my face, after I frowned at the fact that neither of us would give up our fight tonight. "Look, I love you more than everything else in the world combined. Isn't that enough?"

"Yes, it is enough," I answered, smiling. "Enough for forever."