A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Sorry this took a little longer than expected.

Mike and Jessica

The clock in the far corner of the store cried out in twelve loud bird calls. My father always insisted it was clever to have a coo-coo clock in the store. Apparently, it fit our image. I looked up from where I was stalking a small section of shelves with a different variety of repellent and smiled to myself. Break time!

The obnoxious calls screeched out again as I got up, pulling the now empty box up with me. As I made my way to the front of the store, I had the urge to throw something at the damn thing. Everybody and their brother complain about the stupid clock, I even remember Bella threatened to run over it with her truck when she was employed here. I wonder if she'd still be up to do the honor.

"Mom! I'm heading down to the diner with Jessica for my break, okay?" I yelled out towards the back lounge where my mother was. When there was no reply, I looked around the counter of the cashier station. The newspaper wasn't there so I assumed she her attention was captured by some interesting tale in the wonders of Forks.

"Mom?"

Must be some story.

I set the box down behind the register and headed outside. The diner wasn't located more than two blocks away from our store, so I headed around the first corner. Forks was such a small, indolent town, the last exciting thing I remember occurring in Forks was the wedding that took place a few years ago. Everyone in the town went to celebrate Bella and Cullen's marriage. They're still married, so I guess it was something worth celebrating. I haven't seen them since then. I heard they lived in Alaska now, both going to Fairbanks. How nice it would be to see her again and him I suppose.

I gained a lot more respect for Cullen before we graduated. Edward had helped me with my car every now again and it took an epiphany to realize it, but I'm glad I finally did. Edward and Bella had the kind of love that I couldn't ever provide to her. Not in that way anyway. I'd given up on her after he'd returned I suppose, but it was never completely gone till that day. Great, leaving Forks in a week's time really has brought the emotional side out of me. A chime from my phone pulled me out of my daze.

B at the diner soon! Running late! Luv ya! –Jess

There it is again, the other reason I was so glad to have gotten over Bella. I, and Jess too, found it ironically funny that she'd been the one to get us together. I couldn't imagine life without Jessica now. I smiled at her words before replying.

Ok, see you soon! Luv u 2! –Mike

By now I was at the doors of the diner, opening them and calling out a greeting to the regular waitress.

"Hey Rhonda!"

"Mike." Rhonda replied, her voice was full of sorrow. I glanced over to her, the usual eccentric colored woman was filling a To-Go order with a blank stare.

glanced around the rest of the diner observing the different customers. There were only two other occupants. On the other side, Pastor Webber and his wife were heartily laughing over their small talk and on my side, two booths ahead, Wayland Forge sat. Stirring his coffee with a small spoon, he was concentrated on an inner story inside.

The headline on the front page of the Forks Chronicle caught my attention.

Deadly Accident on 101 kills local couple.

"Something finally worth reading in the paper, Wayland?" I asked, wondering about the outrageous headline.

The old man looked at me from the paper with a hard look on his face.

"You didn't hear?"

"Hear what?"

The bells that hung on the entrance way rang out as Jessica entered and made her way towards me. My attention was immediately focused on my beautiful girlfriend for the time being. After our greeting kiss, the door bells chimed again.

Pale and beautiful as ever, an even paler looking Alice Cullen trudged into the diner. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut. I watched as she made it to the counter. Rhonda's eyes quickly moved towards the small girls features. Alice had dark purple bag under eyes, complementing her very dark eyes. She looked as if she hadn't slept in a hundred years.

Wayland rose up and headed to the counter, taking his coffee cup and paper with him. He stood next to Alice, placing his dish on the counter. His hand went to the back of Alice's small frame.

"Alice, honey, how's Charlie doing?" Wayland said, looking like he was biting his lip.

"Not well, Wayland. I'm here to get him some food." Alice said, quickly reaching up to wipe her eye.

Charlie? What's wrong with the chief?

"What about your family? Is there anything, anything at all that I can do?" He replied.

"Actually, I think Charlie needs some time. Friends might be able to help him a little bit. My family is…coping." Alice said, a hard expression taking over her face.

"I'm heading that way now."

They exchanged goodbyes as he strode passed her and out the door.

"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry about your brother. This ones on the house." Rhonda said, as she handed Alice the To-Go bag.

Alice smiled, but handed over the bills anyway.

"Thank you Rhonda. Our family will be warmed to hear your condolences." She took the bag and turned away, giving me a saddened look, before heading out the door.

This little scene not only had the attention of my girlfriend and I, but the Webbers as well.

"What's going on Rhonda?" Pastor said.

"You didn't hear or read in the paper?"

"No."

"That crash on 101?"

"I heard about it, but never saw who was in it. Was it one of the Cullen kids?"

"Yes. Edward and Bella were on their way home to visit for their anniversary. Those poor souls, they were so young."

Mr. Webber dropped his fork and it clanged loudly on the plate. He and his wife rose quickly, thanking Rhonda, and muttering several things about what a mess their daughter would be. However, Jessica nor my attention were focused on the concerns of Angela Webber.

"Wh-What did you say?" Jessica asked, getting up from the leather booth and quickly running to the counter. I followed her, eyes frantically looking for the newspaper. A shiver ran down my spine.

"Bella and Edward Cullen were killed yesterday in the accident. Their car spun out and went through the guardrail right around the cliffs. Jesus, what a wreck." Rhonda said, pointing towards the picture on the front page of the paper.

"Carlisle and Charlie were the ones called to the scene too. I couldn't even imagine,-" Rhonda said, covering her eyes quickly before heading through the door that lead to the kitchen.

Jessica was breathing deeply next to me as we both looked down at the paper. The smiling faces of my once friends stared back at me.

I couldn't even process it. Edward and Bella were huddled together, smiling for the camera. Bella was barely recognizable, in a great way. The background was a winter wonderland, a place probably up north. The picture next to it was Cullen's dark grey car, or at least what was left of it. The guard rail was shot through and the cliffs were crumpled.

Still not processing.

Jessica began to wail into my shirt, as sign that she'd read on.

FORKS, WA-A local couple were granted their wings Tuesday, August 10th, after a devastating car wreck just off of route 101. Heading home to Forks early from where they own a residence in Alaska to celebrate their 3rd wedding anniversary with family and friends, their automobile hydroplaned and broke through a guard rail on 101. Edward A. Masen Cullen, 21, and Isabella M. Cullen, previously Swan, 20, were both killed on impact. Edward enjoyed hiking with his family, playing his piano, and was attending the University of Alaska-Fairbanks as a pre-med student. Isabella enjoyed reading, writing, and was also attending school in Fairbanks as an English major. Mr. Cullen is survived by adoptive parents, Carlisle and Esme Cullen, as well as adoptive brothers, Jasper Hale and Emmett Cullen and adoptive sisters, Rosalie Hale and Alice Cullen. Mrs. Cullen is survived by local police Chief Charlie Swan, step mother Sue Swan, step siblings, Leah Clearwater and Seth Clearwater, as well as mother and step father, Renee' and Phillip Dwyer who reside in Jacksonville, Florida. The Cullen family is holding a memorial service at their home on Friday, August 13th in memory of the couple. A funeral service will be held on Saturday, August 14th at Forks Evergreen Cemetery at 11:00am.

Another chill ran down my spine and water began to build up in my eyes. A new girl and her lover. A onetime crush and her cryptic boyfriend, a friend...and a friend. Gone.

I guess I know what held my mother's attention.

Finally processing.

*holds out tissue*

A/N: On a happy note: I turn 16 tomorrow! :D Leave me a review as a birthday present? :D

-Sarah