It came to my attention that I never wrote what happened to Phil, and a bunch of people wanted me to write an epilogue...so Here ya' go!!
I know it's really late, but I've been on vacation without my laptop!!

EPILOGUE

Things were tense for a while after I got released from the hospital. In the motel room, Charlie ended up killing Phil. An investigation was launched by the Port Angeles Police Department to see if that was really necessary. Most think Charlie only killed Phil because of who he was. In the end though, it was demmed a 'clean killing' and Charlie was taken off administrative leave, and the guy from the PAPD who was filling in for him got to leave and go back home. Well, I got to go back to the Cullen's home. I was on moderate bedrest for a week, and since Emmett had school and Charlie had work, all the adults decided I should stay with Esme during the week. We had some fun mother-daughter bonding time. She's convinced, like Alice, that Edward and I will be married soon enough, so it's okay for her to think of me as her daughter. I admit that it was really nice. Having a positive female in my life, someone to talk to.
Edward and I are better than I thought we could be. We're closer now, and Emmett doesn't even mind as much when we kiss. He saw how much my going missing affected Edward, and I guess he understrands that Edward would never intentionally hurt me. We haven't taken the 'next step' and I don't think we will anytime soon. We did talk about it, and have tentatively decided to wait, until after we graduate at least.
Oh! Those evil slutty Jessica and Lauren girls? Well....they are both pregnant now. And neither one knows who the father is! Even though Jessica was dating Mike, and Lauren was dating Tyler. Apparently there was some couple swapping going on. I normally wouldn't take so much pleasure in someone else's pain, but Lauren sent me to the hospital, and Mike and Tyler both gave me the creeps. They've all gotten what they deserve.
The day I got back to school was the day our Art project was due. I'd had plenty of time to start and finish it while on bed rest at the Cullen's. Esme even helped me with part of it. I ended up making a quilt. I know it's not a typical art project, but I wanted something I could keep with me. Alice loved taking pictures, not just ones of Edward and I sleeping, so I borrowed her camera to find a bunch I liked. I also searched through some of Esme's photo albums, and got a box full of pictures from Charlie's as well. I picked out about 45 of them, and Esme took them to a shop in Port Angeles to have them printed onto fabric. Then I got a bunch of different materials and went to work. I put the photos together in cronological order for the most part. I basically made a huge scrapbook page with fabroc. Then after I had put some batting inside, and sewn up the top and bottom Esme took the blanket to a quiliting place to have the fabric stitched together. I hadn't allowed anyone but Esme know what I was doing, so when I brought the blanket to school all my friends were surprised. Alice loved the squares I had that were made of one of her favoriter shirts. It had ripped, but she kept it trying to find something else to do with it. I got a clean, but still grease stained rag from Rosalie's garage to put next to Emmett's square that was made from pme pf his favorite too small flannel shirts. Jasper's square was made from the leather taken from an old book. I went to a book binding store, and they gave me the piece for free, since they just threw them away. Charlie's square was from an old uniform shirt, Carlisle's was from some ripped scrubs, and Esme's was from some material she used to make an apron. I found some lined material, and stitched music notes from Claire de Lune on them for Edward's square. Each one also had their name sewn onto it. The Quileute boys had their names stitched below a picture of all of them, and Josh's was on a picture of him as well. In the middle of the blanket I wrote:
What Am I?
I am a daughter, and a sister,
I am a friend, as well as a girfriend.
I am loved by those close to me,
I am finally safe and secure.
I am happier than I ever thought possible,
I am a part of a family.
I am Isabella Marie Swan.