Hey guys, sorry for not getting the chapters up earlier today, and this'll probably be the only one you get tonight. I've had a migraine most of the day, and if you've ever had them before, you'd know that staring at the computer screen isn't really the best idea. -_- Anyways, here is Chapter 4. Tomorrow I'll try to upload 5-8.

Chapter 4

Stefan

I recognized the girl sitting in front of me. I just couldn't remember where I've seen her before. It was very annoying, trying to remember. The girl sat silent, eating the soup without looking up. She looked both better and worse than before.

While the blood had been washed away, thankfully for my own sake as well as hers, it only made her appearance worse: the circles under her eyes were more prominent and the sadness even more evident. Did she not sleep at all?

Bella was looking around as she ate. I guess I could understand in a way. "Are you done?" I asked, noticing when she didn't pick up her spoon again.

"Oh." She looked down at the almost full bowl of soup. "I guess." She smiled weakly.

I took the bowl, frowning. She was too thin and way too pale to be considered healthy. I didn't want to upset her so I said nothing. "So Bella, what brings you to Mystic Falls?" I asked, leaning against the counter.

She bit her lip. "I have no family. I guess I needed an out. Away from the sympathetic people in my town,"

"Was your dad well known?"

She nodded, looking down at her boney hands. "Forks is a really small town. Everyone knew everyone and my dad was the Chief of Police."

Those names sparked my memory. I read an article about the Fork's Chief of Police being killed in a house fire. Apparently his daughter was caught in the fire as well, killing them both.

I couldn't help but wonder how much of that story was actually true. Clearly the chief's daughter didn't die, as she was sitting right across from me. I remember seeing her picture in the newspaper. They must have used her yearbook picture. The difference between that image and this girl sitting across from me was astronomical.

I didn't say anything about it to her. She clearly didn't want anyone to know who she really was.

"What happened to my car?" she asked.

"It's totalled." I said. She asked me this before. "Bella, you already asked me that. You were slightly out of it when you asked, granted."

She blinked and changed the subject. "How did you find me?" she asked.

"I was passing by the highway. I saw the car flipped over." I lied.

I could tell she didn't believe me but I didn't say anything else. She simply stared at me.

She moved her hands together on the table and a tiny, insignificant scar on her wrist caught my eyes. It was a strange looking scar and I couldn't help but wonder how she got it. Something told me most humans wouldn't even notice it. My hand twitched, wanting to look at it.

"Thank you."

I looked at her blankly. "For what?"

"Saving my life,"

I looked her in the eye. Past the gratitude, I also saw resentment. Did she want to die? I could see the pain in her eyes, along with the resentment towards me. What happened to this girl that made her feel this way?

"Bella, do you remember what caused the accident?"

She frowned. "I—"

There was a knock on the door. I recognized Bonnie's scent. "I'll be right back."

She nodded as her eyes began to unfocus. I wondered if she was remembering the accident. I straightened up and walked to the door.

"Now, what is so urgent you had to interrupt dinner with my dad?" she demanded.

Bonnie has been acting very out of character lately. "Come in and I'll show you." I said leading her to the kitchen.

Bella was still sitting there, her hand under her chin as Bonnie and I walked in. Bonnie grabbed my arm when she caught sight of her.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"That's her." She whispered.

"Who's her?"

"That's the girl from my visions. Her aura, it's so different than in my visions."

"Different how?" I asked.

Bonnie shook her head. "I can't explain it. I've never seen anything like it." She looked at me. "How exactly did you two meet?"

"I found her car flipped over last night when I went out. I brought her here."

"You were meant to find her. There is no other way to explain how you found her just a few weeks after my vision."

"Bonnie,"

"Stefan?" Bella's gentle voice came from in front of us.

"Coming," I said to her. "Come on. You can meet her." I said, turning to Bonnie.

Bella

I felt strangely safe with Stefan. It was the most comfortable that I've been in a while. Something about the tenderness he used bringing me here and taking care of me, it made me feel like someone—anyone—cared about me.

I didn't even mind telling him about Charlie. I doubted he even knew who I was, in any case. Forks was a small town. The chances that he may have heard something are slim to none.

Stefan was talking to whoever was at the door. I took my time and studied the kitchen. It reminded me a little of the Cullen house. It didn't look like the kitchen was used often.

Like every other time, pain shot through me as I remembered the Cullens. They ruined my life. If I ever saw any one of them again, I'd happily set them on fire and watch them burn.

I wasn't usually a very violent person but the pain was worse than anything else I've ever felt before.

"Stefan?" I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable, being alone in this huge house.

"Coming,"

I relaxed at his soft tone. I knew he would never hurt me. Stefan is just a normal, human man.

"Bella, I'd like you to meet someone." Stefan said. I twisted my torso and looked at the girl standing behind him. "This is a good friend of mine, Bonnie. Bonnie, this is Bella."

She moved out from behind him and took my hand. A strange jolt went through me. A feeling of warmth and comfort flowed through my body, relaxing me even more.

"It's very nice to meet you Bella."

"You too," We fell into silence but oddly, it wasn't as awkward as I would have expected.

"Stefan, why don't you leave us girls to talk?" Bonnie suggested. I got the feeling it wasn't a suggestion but rather an order.

I watched as Stefan glanced at me before nodding to Bonnie. "I'll be close. Call if you need me." He smiled at me before he left.

When I was gone, I didn't know whether to be nervous about being alone with Bonnie but she didn't seem very threatening. Actually, Bonnie reminded me a little of Alice, despite the fact that they were nothing alike.

I would never admit this to Alice, seeing as it would break her unbeating heart, but I think I preferred Bonnie's more laid back approach to life than Alice's fast paced, never stopping, annoying as hell, life. Or existence.

"So tell me Bella, what really happened that brought you all the way to Mystic Falls?"

"What did Stefan tell you?" I asked warily.

"Not much. Actually, he only told me how he found you and why he brought you here."

"I don't want to be a bother. I'm sure Stefan has more stressing things to worry about than an orphaned teen."

"Actually, he really doesn't. Stefan broke up with his girlfriend recently. All he's been doing lately is wallowing." She said.

It was shocked to hear that. Why would someone break up with Stefan? He was so nice and gentle and calming. He reminded me of Jasper in a way. There was this air about him that made people feel comfortable around him, much like Jasper.

My mind wandered away from Stefan to Jasper.

I wish I had the chance to tell him that he did nothing wrong. He was simply following his instincts. Could I really blame him for the events that followed after?

No. I wanted to. God knows how much I wished I could hate Jasper for this. But in reality, I know deep down in my heart that I was never meant to be a Cullen. I can't blame Jasper for setting in motion something that was bound to happen eventually.

"Bella?"

I blinked at looked at Bonnie. Worry was etched in her face. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

She nodded. She didn't look like she believed me but thankfully, she didn't press it further. "Can I ask you something?" she asked.

"Sure." I said, picking at my nails. "What's on your mind?"

"What happened that caused such a deep pain?" I stared at her, wide-eyed. "I can see it, in your eyes. It's similar to Stefan. Someone hurt you badly. You still love this person dearly but there is also a deep-set resentment."

I swallowed. I wasn't ready to tell her about Edward. I was afraid. What if everything just... came out? She would think I was crazy... send me away...

"You can tell me Bella."

"I'm afraid."

The chair across from me scraped across the floor and warm hands took hold of one of my icy ones. I opened my eyes and looked down. Bonnie had crouched down in front of me, looking up at me with gentle brown eyes.

"What are you afraid of Bella?"

"Everything."

"You can tell me."

"I don't know if I should."

Bonnie squeezed my hands. "You don't have to be afraid."

"Why are you doing this?"

"No one deserves to have this burden you seem to be buried under. You want to tell someone but you think they will believe you. You've been hurt so badly in the past, yet you can't tell anyone the true reasons behind it." Bonnie squeezed my hands again. "What happened to you, Bella?"

I shook my head. "I can't Bonnie. I promised. I want to. I want to tell you everything but I can't." Tears were flowing down my face. I didn't bother wiping them. I needed this. This relief.

Bonnie let me ruin her shirt as I cried. She stroked my hair. Her simply touch made me feel better. Soon enough, I calmed down.

"I'm sorry." I hiccupped.

"Something tells me you needed that." She said.

I nodded. "I think I'm going to go clean up a little."

"I have to go anyway." She said. "Stefan will be back by the time you're done."

I bit my lip. "Bonnie?" She turned around. "Will you... will you come back?" I asked.

"Yes, Bella. I'll be back." She looked nervous. "I promise."

Bonnie

I ran into Stefan on my way out. "Bonnie," he said. "How'd it go?"

I shook my head. "Someone broke her heart beyond repair. But she's afraid of telling me what it is." I said. "Whatever happened to her before she came here seriously broke her spirit."

"Do you want me to try talking to her?"

"You can try. But go gently. She had a breakdown inside."

"I will."

Edward

Bella was dead. I left her to keep her safe and she died. I could have protected her. She would still be alive.

Everyone in the house was grieving. Alice and Emmett were blaming me for Bella's death. Carlisle and Esme are grieving for their lost daughter and Rosalie is concealing her pain.

With Jasper gone, he can't feel the emotional turmoil brewing through each of us.

I didn't have that chance.

I could hear Esme sobbing upstairs, thinking about all the good things she could remember about Bella.

I didn't have enough time - Esme

My poor daughter. How could we leave her? I should have fought harder against Edward. – Carlisle

That stupid fucker! He killed Bella! – Emmett

I winced. So many thoughts. I didn't know how to handle them.

I hope you're happy, Edward, Alice thought to me. You killed Bella. Because of you, I'll never be able to see my best friend again!

I needed to get away. I couldn't stand the voices anymore.

Come back as soon as you're ready Edward.

Poor Edward. At least we know that she's really alive, but after what he put her through, I think he deserves a bit of it.

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~Cori