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Place: Forks, Washington

Date: Monday: December 15

Bella's POV

"Well Bella we all can't stay the same", her glare and cold voice was reminiscent of Rosalie Hale. Jacob began to quiver next to us and he closed his hands up. I put my hand on Jacob's arm and motioned for Evian to follow us out the back of the store. She seemed to hesitate before following along with us. We passed the girl Cara with all the other interesting people Evian seemed to be hanging out with.

"Jack, you good", asked the tallest boy with a Mohawk nodded his head at her with narrowed eyes.

"It's all good Warrick", she promised shoving her hands into her leather jacket. We stepped out into the cold and I shivered, Cara didn't seem to be cold at all; her outfit proved that.

"Evian", I started and watched in amazement as Evian pulled out a cigarette and light up. I scowled at this.

"Those will kill you, you know", warned Jacob in a snarl.

"Sounds like a good deal", Evian said cynically.

"Evian...have you seen anything strange lately", I questioned anxiously. She took a drag off her cigarette and lifted her neck blowing out. The smoke rose into the air before disappearing.

"I saw Laurent in Port Angeles", she said quietly. The look reminded me of the old Evian; the Evian who looked like she had feelings…the Evian who could feel fear.

"You did, that bastard", snarled Jacob quivering again breathing heavily. Evian raised a well manicured eyebrow and took another drag off her cigarette.

"Yeah…almost bite me; luckily Cara came and he ran off", her look was far off in remembrance.

"Are you dating her", I blurted out.

"Why does it matter to you", she snapped before relaxing again "I could ask you the same question Isabella", her eyes were narrowed as they wandered to Jacob.

"No", I stated firmly and her shoulder's relaxed and she leaned against the building.

"Same here", she muttered.

"Laurent, he came here; he tried to bite me too", I explained to her.

"Hm, so that's what he was doing for Victoria", I felt a cold feeling of fear come over me at the thought of the red-headed vampire.

"You knew…and you didn't warn Bella", growled Jacob.

"He said he was looking for the Cullens, didn't think he'd be after Bella", she snapped at him. Jacob began to shake wildly and I stepped back grabbing Evian's arm.

"Evian…don't make him mad", I said fearfully staring at a struggling Jacob. Her hand grabbed my arm in a vice-grip.

"He hasn't hurt you has he Bella", her eyes looked worried and her grip tightened on my arm and I cringed.

"No, he'd never hurt me Evian", I promised.

"Hey", she called out to a pacing Jacob. "You a werewolf", his whole body stiffened and he looked up at her with narrowed eyes. My jaw became slacked and I stared at Evian with wide eyes.

"Who do you know about werewolves", I whispered to her. She let go of my arm and put her cigarette to her lips.

"I was told about them by…Rosalie", her face contorted in agony as she said her name. I could understand the pain, which ached, that emptiness and fear she felt. I leaned over and embraced her; she stiffened before patting my back awkwardly. Evian before would always hug everyone; similar to Alice in that right. She pulled away from me and dropped the end of her done cigarette to the ground. Her boot slammed into it rubbing it into the ground harshly.

"The werewolves killed Laurent", I explained to her. She looked up at me once again brushing her hair behind her ear.

"Good", she said and the back door creaked open.

"Jack, come on", whined a red headed girl who was practically lying across a brown haired boy.

"Alright, shut the hell up Tara", she joked with her. "Tara" grinned at her and winked dragging the brown haired boy with her.

"Why do they call you Jack", spoke up Jacob. A rather cynical grin burst onto her face and her eyes looked pained. She looked as though she enjoyed this pain.

"Because I know and love me some Jack Daniels", Jacob looked at her with pity and she scowled at him. She turned around quickly and began to walk away from us. Panic filled me and I ran after her. I, of course, tripped but two leather clad arms caught me. I could feel slight muscles under Evian's leather jacket. "Jeez Bella, some things never change", she muttered setting me on my feet.

"Evian, can we hang out sometime…please", I begged her. I need to know she was there, that she was close; that a part of the Cullens still existed. She didn't answer me, she just stared me in the eye for a second before walking off. I took in a shaky breath and wrapped my arms around myself.

Evian's POV

"Are you okay", I looked over at Cara. "You've been so quiet", she intertwined her fingers with mine. I was quiet for a while and felt her warm hand brush under my chin lifting it up. I stared into her eyes for a while thinking about the look Bella and that boy Jacob gave me. Disapproval…they disapproved of how I lived life now. I know I shouldn't care but Bella was the closest thing I had to the Cullens now, her disapproval was like the Cullens. It stung like a new fresh wound. That's when I felt her warm breath on my lips.

"I'm fine", I whispered looking up at her eyes confused. She pulled away from me when the van stopped. Was Cara about to kiss me? She looked hurt as she stepped out the van. I jumped out and grabbed the three bottles of Jack Daniels.

Two Hours later

"We're having a party tonight", called out Warrick from another part of the house. I looked up from the cup of Jack I was nursing.

"I'm going home to change", called out Tara grabbing her sweater. I stood up also going to go home and change. I stumbled a little; I was slightly buzzed right now.

"Tara could you give me a ride", I asked her and she nodded motioning for me to follow her. We got into her car and we sat in silence for a while.

"You know you shouldn't tease her", I looked up from my hands confused. "I saw how Cara almost kissed you in the car…she really likes you", she said honestly. I looked down at my hands biting my lip. "Do you like her", she questioned.

"I don't know…maybe", I muttered and she didn't say anything else. We rode up to my house and I was about to step out but she grabbed my hand. I looked back at her, Tara looked serious; she was rarely serious.

"Don't leave her wondering for long", she warned me. I nodded and stepped out the car. I jogged into my house and up the stairs. I rarely ever came home now. I stripped myself of clothing and began my new outfit. I dragged on a pair of tight, low rise black jeans, and a gray long sleeved shirt. The shirt barely went to my belly button revealing a small amount of skin between the jeans and shirt. I tugged on my old knee high black boots. I went to grab my scarf but didn't find it on my usual door handle.

"Where did you go", I muttered to myself looking around for the scarf in my closet. I looked up when a glitter of light found my peripheral vision. My scarf was on the top shelf of my closet. I went to tug it down but it was stuck. I tugged hard but it didn't come to me; it was stuck on something. I grabbed a stool and stepped up pulling my scarf out from under a box. The box tipped and the things in it spilled to the ground. I cursed loudly grabbing the box to put the things back into it. I began to shove things into the box until I paused on a picture. Rosalie…it was a picture of Rosalie and me.

I was sitting in my pajamas while Rosalie was in a rather expensive dress. She was kissing me on the cheek and I had a wild grin on my face with a red blush to match. I stood up from where I was and caught my reflection in the mirror. That was Evian in that picture…in the mirror was Jack. I sighed and shoved all the things in til I stopped on the last thing.

Tears began to drip from my eyes as I stared at the bracelet. My hand ran along the Cullen emblem shining at me. The other part that snapped into it was broken from me ripping it off my arm. I dropped the bracelet into the box and awkwardly stepped onto the stool and balanced the box in my arm. I dropped it on the shelf and leaped down. I wrapped the checkered scarf around my neck and yanked my jacket back on. I fixed up my smoky black eyes and grabbed the keys to my motorcycle.

I hopped down the stairs and did a double take to see my mother standing by the door. "Evian", she whispered quietly.

"Oh…uh, hey mom", I greeted with a fake grin. She stepped closer and my fake grin fell when her eyes met mine.

"Evian…stop this, please", I crossed my arms and raised an eyebrow.

"Stop what mom", I said fanning innocence.

"Don't pretend with me young lady", she yelled out "You smell like smoke and alcohol", I sighed and rolled my eyes. "I won't be tolerant to this", she warned.

"Tolerant to what? Me hanging out with people that actually care about me", I snapped coldly at her. She stepped closer with a shocked look.

"Baby, I do care", I shrugged her arm off.

"Right…that's why you're too busy with other people's kids to actually care about the one you got knocked up with at a young age", her hand connected with my cheek and my head reared to the side. I twisted my head to look at her holding my cheek. Her hand was still held up and tears were in her eyes. "Fuck you", I spat and ran out the door. My mother called after me into the dark, I grabbed my bike and started it shooting off into the dark streets of Forks.

Place: Cara's Home (If you really want to get the feel for this scene I'd suggest listening to The Kills- Passion Is Accurate with it)

I drug my bike into the garage and quickly fixed up my make up so no one would notice my tears. "Hey Jack!" I looked over at William who was grinning at me clutching the door way. The music shook the house over me.

"Hey William", I greeted and he held out a bottle of Jack Daniels. I practically leapt forward and took a chug of it. The liquor blurred my vision for a second as William laughed.

"Let's get fucked up tonight", he said with a grin. I grinned back and we hitched arms. When he opened the door into the living room I was hit with smoke and laughter and music.

"JACK'S HERE", roared Warrick. The whole room roared in happiness and greeted me. I was given a few handshakes and slaps on the back. Some people were dancing and I'm sure some couples on the fake dance floor were doing more than just dancing.

"Hey Jack, I want you to meet someone", Warrick stumbled over with Cara. Cara grabbed me and pressed me close to her, she reeked off weed. She kissed my cheek and neck but I ignored it wiggling out of her hold and after Warrick.

"This is Embry" I stared at the tan, most likely, Native American boy in front of me.

"Hey", he called out and I shook his hand.

"He's my half cousin", he went to give Embry a noogie but Embry dodged him.

"Nice to meet you", I greeted. I slid away from them finding a corner to sit in and drown myself in my favorite alcohol.

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