Okay, you got lucky! Another update! This is the longest chapter yet so please please please review! Oh! And everyone who wants to know what Jacque and Shelly look like:

JACQUE- tan, dark hair, muscular.

SHELLY- blond, stick thin, big (fake) boobs, rich cheerleader (you know the type).

The week couldn't pass quick enough. Edward noticed my restlessness.

"Bella, what's so exciting about this weekend?" he asked.

"I'm meeting Jacque at the rink. We need to practice." I explained. For some reason Edward looked like he didn't want me to skate. The look on his face said it all but; it was gone in a flash, replaced by his smile. I decided to not pay attention to it. The thing is when you want the week to end it just drags on. Kind of like God is mocking you. But it does pass. Eventually.

Against all odds Saturday did come. The Cullen's came with me to Seattle but I went to the rink alone.

"Bella, darling! It's been to long!" a familiar booming voice said.

"Rosetta?"

"Yes, darling! Who else could it be?"

Rosetta was our instructor. She had a thick Russian accent but spoke English perfectly. I asked her about it once and she told me that it was a fake accent to make her more interesting. She was a large woman but a skating prodigy. I hugged her. Jacque had yet to arrive. When he did we set to work. Today was mostly Rosetta critiquing our skills. She taught us how to improve and how to connect with the audience more. She said that next week we would work on our compulsory dance. I noticed that Jacque was quiet and a little off this whole time. In general just not himself.

The Cullen's and Evens's were waiting for us. As soon as were stepped out Shelly ran towards Jacque.

"Jacquey! I have something to give you!" she trilled.

"What?" he looked surprised.

"Well, I'm here to give you your stuff back because Stephen gives me much more expensive stuff so I don't need these." She said.

"Keep it." He answered.

"KAY! Oh! I better go! Don't wanna be late for my date!" at this Jacque turned and went back into the rink. Shelly started back to her car.

"Shelly!" I called

"What?!" she answered annoyed.

"What was that?"

"A break-up follow-up?"

"Just because you found some loser to spend more money on you"

"Uh...yeah? Look, Bella I don't know why you care. I don't like you and you don't like me."

"Oh! I don't! But, you're messing with my friends and my life and that's not okay with me!" I turned and ran in after Jacque. He was in the bathroom. I saw him dart in just as I turned the corner. I called his name. Then I knocked the door.

"Jacque, it doesn't take you this long to pee!"

I noticed the Cullen's watching me. I pounded on the door.

"JACQUE IF YOU DON'T COME OUT RIGHT NOW I'M COMING IN AND DON'T THINK I WON'T CAUSE YOU KNOW YOU WILL!" I yelled. That did it. He came out.

"Let's go talk."

We went into the rink and sat all the way up in a far corner.

"Jacque, she doesn't matter." I said after a long silence.

"Yes, Bella, she does," he said. "She's my everything. She didn't like that I skated. If I quit she'll come back to me."

"NO! You will NOT quit!"

"Yes, I am." I had no choice. I had to bring up the painful memories. They were painful to both of us but it was my only choice.

"Do you remember Stephen?" I asked. He nodded.

"And what he did to me?" he nodded again.

"And then what I did to myself?" He didn't nod this time. But I knew he did. It was impossible to forget and the look on his face was enough.

"Do you remember what you said to me after that?" I asked.

"I put an ice cream cake in front of you and told you I wasn't gonna leave until you ate the whole thing?" I laughed.

"Yeah but I was thinking of when you said 'Bella, go back to skating. It won't hurt you. And when everyone who has hurt us sees us win a gold medal at the Olympics they'll know that they messed with the wrong people'"

"I did say that didn't I?"

"Yep."

Then he looked up at me and I could see it in his eyes. He was ready. He was ready to skate his heart out.