hey here's my next chapter i am truly sorry that it took so long i haven't had free time in my schedule for a while. though this week is fall break so i'll try to get fully updated on my story.

hope you enjoy it please review.

this chapter isn't as exsiting as the last one but it is important. so please even if you get bored with it continue reading. it is important and will be brought up later.

thanks for all your support and understanding

-bluerose818

I was frozen in that spot, I don't know how long trying to understand my thoughts. When he kissed me, it felt like the first time we kissed after I turned. So much passion and feeling, it took all I had not to respond. My body was telling me to attack, but I forced my self not to. I didn't get how a peed off fight which almost turned into a battle ended in a kiss. A literally dieing kiss at that.

He showed so much passion, like for the last 120 years he's been waiting for the day to plant one on me. When his body was on mine and he knew I wouldn't try to push him away he loosened his grip on me. One of his hands where around my waist, with distance between us and the other on my face. My body wanted to fill the space, but I forced it not to.

When he let go I saw the love in his eyes. He touched my face once again before he left and I got cold chills. This all terrified me. I realized that even though he betrayed me, he knew my only weakness. He had the power to make me do anything he wanted just by his touch; no matter how much he had hurt me.

When I found the power to move, I decided to take a shower. I know I didn't need it but there was something about the feel of the water that relaxed me. So I took a very long shower. I mainly just stayed under the water the whole time trying to erase Edward from my thoughts.

Afterward I went to my room to change cloths. I left the others in the bathroom determined to burn them later. I searched through my dresser until I found my sweats. They weren't my normal wardrobe, but they comforted me and made me feel normal. It wasn't until I turned around that I saw it, I assumed that was the reason Edward was in my room. Yet him leaving the box isn't what urged me to look inside. It was the handwriting on the top of the box. The writing wasn't Edward's, nor any of the other Cullen's, not even Jacobs. It was Charlie's and it read Isabella's Heart in bold black letters across the top. I would have trashed it if it had been in anyone else's handwriting, but not his or my mothers.

So I made myself comfortable on the bed and carefully opened the box. It was filled to the top inside. On top of everything were two letters, one from each of them. After I read them I put them aside and pulled out tons of videos. They were from my childhood, I only knew because they were marked. I set them aside hopingI'd have the strength to watch one later.

There were a few Cd's in the box that I use to listen to. I was happy that the CD he gave me wasn't among them. I put all of them except the one Phil gave me aside. I played his as loud as I could in my old CD player. It surprised me that it still worked.

The next things were just pictures of me from the time I was a baby up till before I came to Forks. I took lots of time to look at them. The last thing I found in the box was a smaller box. It said The Soul Of Isabella's Heart also in my dad's handwriting. So I pulled it out shaking and opened it.

The first thing I saw was an unmarked videotape with a blank envelope taped to it. I tossed it aside refusing to watch it. Then I pulled out my Withering Heights novel. I smiled and opened it up to the page it was stuck on. I regretted it; the page had the passage Edward read long ago. "I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!" I read aloud when I came to it. I closed my eyes remembering when it said it. The morning after I wept for Jacob.

Then came the pictures. There were some of me with my friends, Angela, Jessica, Mike, Ben etc. There were also ones with Jacob and me. Even one's of me with the pack and Emily. A time when the Cullen's existed no more. The graduation pictures, the ones I took of my dad and Edward. Even the one he took of Edward and me. It had a crease down the middle. I looked at it a little to long and thinking back to that time. A tear shed from my face. I put all them aside face down, there were to many pictures of the things I wanted to forget.

But the next picture took me by surprise. It was one I knew and remembered well. It was of Edward and I at his piano in our little cottage. He always played my lullaby every night. Under the picture was the CD that held my lullaby. Instead of Crunching it something urged me to play it. So I took out Phil's CD and replaced it with my long forgotten one. As my lullaby played, I went through the rest of the pictures. I knew I would regret it, but I couldn't help it. After a few more random pictures came the ones that showed me continuing with this box was a mistake.

The first was cropped; it showed Jacob, Edward and I. We all had our hands around each other and I was in the middle. When I turned it over the words, This is the way it was always suppose to be, where written in Jacob's handwriting. Then came the picture of the pack, their families, the Cullens, my friends and family all in one together, NOT CROPPED. It was dated a year after I had left. The next picture made more tears fall it was only of the Cullens and the pack side by side. They looked like best friends and human. The next was the same but this time the pack were wolves and the Cullens looked like vampires. On the back it said, Not just ALLYS, but FAMILY, again in Jake's writing.

The one following showed Edward, Isabelle, Jacob, and his three kids. The way his oldest son Billy looked at her was the way Edward use to look at me. His son had imprinted on her, my Isabelle. Then the Volturi killed them all. The last few messed with my heart. One was of just his Billy and my Isabelle. He was wrapped around her smiling and she was holding his arms tighter to her and also smiling. On the back Jake had written, The new generation unites us together for eternity. As tears fell from my eyes I picked up my charm bracelet with the wolf on one side and the crystal on the other. After holding it close I slid it on my wrist and went back to that last three pictures.

This one showed Edward and Jacob side by side. Jacob was in wolf form and Edward looked so much like a vampire. On the back Jake had written something once again, Born mortal ENEMIES, chosen to be FRIENDS. Then there came the one of them both once again side by side. Their arms were around each other. The not only looked like humans but best friends. The way I always wanted it to be. He had written on the back, No werewolves, no vampires. Simply just Jacob and Edward. BROTHERS TIL THE END!!

The very last thing in the box was the final picture. It made me burst into tears. The first time I had truly cried in over 120 yrs. Worse then when I cried for Jacob. The picture its self wasn't the reason for my tears, but the words written on the back. It was the picture I had taken of Edward on my 18th birthday in the kitchen below me right before everything changed. On the back Jacob had written these words. The Sole Being Of Bella's Heart. For She Nor It Would Exist Without He Who Calls It. He Will Always And Forever More Be Her LA TUA CANTANTE!! Afterward I clung to the picture of Edward and wept.

if you for get what La tua cantante means then here you go.

" They have a name for someone who smells the way Bella does to me. They call her my singer --because her blood sings for me." - edward cullen, new moon