Okay, this chapter is basically Bella and her memories as she walks through the country. Please tell me what you think of this one. Second half Bella meets Jake (:

I wandered through from state to state, my hands constantly clutched at my forever three months pregnant stomach. I fed when i thirsted, avoided crowded areas, stole clothes when my old ones had worn through constant wear and walking. I hoped i would come to terms with losing my life and my childs'.

I had just walked, ran, and sailed through trees, avoiding humans, for about a year. I started thinking about returning home. To see Charlies' grave, tell him everything. To apologise. I had left him, to live with Reneé when i was just ten. I moved back after just 6 years, two years after Charlie had died during a gun fight with two stupid, stupid, drunk teenage boys. I remember i was heartbroken when i was told. I felt so guilty i stopped eating, just fell into a state of depression, and thats when Reneé sent me back, to live in the house me and Charlie had shared to see if it eased my feelings. It did, and that was just 3 years ago now. I felt so young and so old at the same time when i moved into the house, redecorating it to ease it how i felt, i spent months getting it right. Thinking of my Father, it felt like fire was working its way through my ice cold veins.

I then came to think of Jake, how i felt when i first saw him. I remeber blushing tomatoe red when he winked at me, when i'd gone down to the rez with my dad before i moved, and in the weeks that followed he became my best friend. We shared secrets, played tag and swore that we would be each others first kiss. We'd sealed it before i left. I missed him so much, remembering how he hugged me then pushed me away shouting 'Cooties!' then running off before i hit him. When i came back, he'd grown at least 6 foot. And he was muscled and within a couple of weeks we were dating, then about 6 months later, he phased for the first time. I was shocked at first, but i still loved him. He was my Jake. Three years and 3 months ago, we gave ourselves to each other. I remember the feeling of dread, just after my 18th birthday when i'd seen the little blue line. I told myself to wait three months. Then i'd tell him. But he had imprinted. And thats were i ended up here, somewhere in the wilderness, lonely, with a dead child and a heavy heart.

I had thought about going back to the Cullens, but somehow, even as an immortal, i couldn't gather the strength to go back. But i would go back, to see Charlie. I'd explain everything to him.

I turned, from where i was stood and headed back towards Forks, following my own, stale scent back. I laughed bitterly as i thought of the fairytale, Hansel and Gretal. How the children had left breadcrumbs to find their way home to their parents to escape the woman in the candy house. Its ironic really. I was a vampire, following my scent towards home, where no parents would be waiting, and i wouldn't be running from evil, i was going back to it.

It took me about three days of solid, human paced running to reach Forks and from there, i went straight home. I walked into the kitchen after opening the door with the key under the mat. I smelled must and dirt. Three years of muck had settled in the house. I sniffed in disgust. I grabbed some more clothes from my wardrobe before heading out again. I'd clean the house later. I got my truck out of my garage, it must've been placed there during my change. I punched the accelerator, backing down the drive. I drove, slowly, to Forks small, solitary cemetary. I reached Charlies grave, placing my bouquet of flowers down before wailing. Suddenly, the wind changed and i caught the smell of dog. Sour and unpleasant it prickled at my nose. I whipped my head round at the growl i heard in the trees. Sending my own growl ripping through the air before i taking off, i was running for about three seconds before i heard large padded feet behind me. I stopped dead at the foot of the cemetary, turning round and holding my hands up. What i saw shocked me; There, in front of Charlies grave was a quilete boy. His black hair cascading to his shoulders, muscles rolling with tension.

''Who are you?'' The question came out, accompanied by a low, gutteral growl in the tanned boys chest.

''Bella.'' I gave him my own growl, a warning if you must.

He froze, turning so fast even i missed it. ''Bells?''

I saw the boys face. Jake. I gasped, clutching my chest where my heart should beat. He came over to me, wary.

''What happened?'' I knew he was asking about the vampirism.

''It was just after you walked off with Holly'' I spat her name ''Edward Cullen found me crying, he took me to the forest, biting me. I woke up three days later. I left because i couldn't be around him. But there was a catalyst for my leaving.''

''What?''

''You'' I said it simply, devoid of emotion.

''Me?''

''Yes, Jake because, you see, yours and Hollys child, is alive.'' He opened his mouth to talk. I held my finger up ''But mine and your child will never breathe. It was killed when i changed. I was going to tell you, but didn't get a chance because of Holly. Because you imprinted on her. You ruined me Jake.'' I knew i was being unfair, but i was angry.

''You kno-'' I cut him off, ''Yes, its not your fault blah blah blah, Jake you crushed me. You promised.''

He looked sad, his head turned toward a howl breaking the evening quiet, and even i could hear the command in it.

''You'd better go'' And with that, i turned and fled, taking one last look at him before he cried out and phased, taking off into the surrounding trees.