Okay gonna do a chapter everyday or every other day. I can't just keep them on my laptop without posting it, I feel like I'm cheating you.

One review asked why it's important to me to get reviews. Its because sometimes I get nervous that what I write might not please my readers so I need to constantly make sure no one is strongly opposed. A stupid reason but yeah that's it. Also I like new ideas.

Here's another fill in chapter, but I need Bella and Edward to get to know each other more and more. And also for them to connect with you guys. SO here goes…

Chapter Twenty Five-Tomorrow

BPOV

Edward was everywhere. All over me. Touching me. Teasing me. Holding me-

"Bella you're going to be late. Come on! Up," Charlie called from downstairs.

"Nooo," I mumbled.

I heard Charlie's boots stomp on the stairs. He opened my door.

"Come on Bells, you're going to be late for school."

"Wouldn't want that," I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster at seven in the morning, chucking the bed cover over my face.

"You have two minutes Bella, then the guns are coming out," Charlie warned, walking back down the stairs.

It was too late, he had disturbed me now, my perfect dream had slipped away. There was no way I could go back to sleep.

I was going back to boarding school today. Okay, so Charlie didn't want me to board yet, so I guess it was just school. I got home just two days ago and he was ecstatic I was basically back to normal. I felt so guilty about lying to him, spinning story after story about days out with Alice, that I decided to just spend some time with him. Yesterday we watched the game on T.V, joked around, and then I made him dinner. After I had of course cleaned out the mountains of leftover pizza boxes and Chinese take out tubs.

Getting out of bed I stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower. As I let the water run down me, I began to let myself get a bit excited. I hadn't seen my friends in so long. I hadn't written anything in so long. I kind of missed the teenage stress of school. I even missed gym!

Actually no. That was taking it way too far. There is nothing on this earth that could make me miss the horror that I was submitted to three times a week for two hours. I was a walking talking twat when it came to any type of sport than involved hand-eye co-ordination.

I love you Bella. I adore you. I want you…

Oh fuck. I was dreaming about him even when I was awake?!

I hadn't talked to him since I got back. Alice dropped me home, talked to Charlie for a bit for pretence's sake, then left. At first I was so scared. There was always a hole in my chest. But I tried to move past it. I couldn't be like this whenever I was away from him; I'd end up in depression again.

I got slightly panicked when he didn't call yesterday, and debated whether to call him. Had he forgotten me? What was he doing? Where was he? Who was he with? Was it Isabella Swan, out of sight out of mind?

Following those dark thoughts, I told myself to get a grip. I've seen what he's done without me, what he was like, and I knew he still loved me no matter what.

According to Alice, who was constantly texting me, he was back working with the Volturi. He was trying to re-earn the prior connections and respect he had with him. I knew he could do it. His charm was overwhelming.

I switched off the shower, got ready, grabbed my books and headed downstairs where I hastily ate breakfast whilst emailing my mum on my laptop. Charlie had obviously been talking to her about my improved state, and Renee's messages were less concerned and careful, and more like the hap-hazard mother she used to be. I wouldn't have it any other way.

By the time I got to my old classroom, word had gotten round about my return. I could hear the whispers and the hidden stares I was getting from behind. I just ignored it. As I walked into homeroom, I was engulfed by Angela, Jessica, Mike, Eric, Lauren and Ben. They didn't mention anything. Me dropping out of school, me getting kidnapped, none of it. They treated me like they did six months ago, when everything was normal and we were all best friends. I appreciated that more than they could understand.

So school carried on as normal. By the end of third period, everyone had pretty much got used to having me back and the whispers had subsided. I was so three hours ago.

Before we all went to lunch after Chemistry, Jessica pulled me back.

"Bella," she said, looking down, slightly pink, "Can I talk to you a second?"

I was genuinely concerned. Out of all my girl friends, Jessica was definitely the most outspoken and confident. To see her humbled like this was like seeing a dog walk on its hind legs, or whatever that saying was.

"Sure Jess, what's up?"

"I-I know it was my fault you went missing. It was my choice to go that club for my birthday. You don't know how sorry I am. You went through so much because of me," she said quietly, her face bowed so her hair covered her face slightly.

I didn't know what to say. I was not expecting that. Especially out of Jess. How could I tell her that taking me to that club was the best thing she's ever done for me? How could I tell her that she had united me with my soul mate? Who, for all intents and purposes, just happened to be a vampire.

"Jess. Listen. It wasn't your fault. I have never even thought about blaming you. You didn't kidnap me did you? No. I don't want you to feel guilty over something you had no control over."

"But you dropped out of-"

"Yeah," I cut across her, "But it wasn't because of you Jess. It was my own problem. You're one of my best friends, please don't feel like this is your fault."

Jess looked at me and smiled weakly. I hugged her tightly. I was so grateful to her, she didn't even know. Without her. No Edward. As soon as Edward's name crossed my mind my whole body began to tingle and my chest began to throb. I needed to distract myself.

"Let's go to lunch Jess, I'm starving."

"Same. Today's pizza," she said, winking at me. I gasped. How could I forget Pizza day? Every other day at this place was filled with so called healthy/disgusting food. Jess knew how much I looked forward to this.

"Then please tell me why we're still here for?"

And with that we took off to the canteen.

"So Miss Swan, I expect you to catch up to everyone else. You will not have exams this summer. But you will be expected to work over summer vacation and take them as soon as you come back to school. That is, unless you want to be leaving here a year later than your friends?"

My stomach was sinking lower and lower. I didn't fully think out the consequences of shacking up in my room for five months mourning over my loss. I had been piled with books all day. I had twenty two essays to write, three books to read, forty poems to annotate, two math modules to do and my physics and chemistry practical's to catch up on. And that was just the beginning. Not to mention the actual substance of the work that I had to learn in the first place. Kill me now.

"No, I'll catch up, Mrs Briggs," I said. Mrs Bitch. Bitch. Bitch whore motherfucking know-nothing education ruiner.

Education ruiner? Ruiner definitely wasn't a word. God I was so out of it. Only this woman could look a girl who had been in a state of depression for the last half year and still have an evil gleam in her eyes. My other teachers pretended as if nothing had happened, which is what I needed. But not my head of year Mrs Briggs. As soon as I had walked in her office she started on me as if I was my fault I had been absent. Like I'd planned it. What an idiot.

By the time I left her office, practically crawling on the floor from the weight of learning material I was carrying, I was thoroughly pissed off. All I could think about was Edward. I needed to talk to him. Screw this.

I got home, catching my usual bus, and ran upstairs. Charlie wasn't home yet thank God. I pulled out my cell and opened a message, dialling his number. I knew off by heart. That's what I spent doing on my first night back. Lying in bed learning his number.

Bella you have it so bad.

Then I realised I didn't want to text him. Immediately I clicked the green button and pressed the phone to my ear, biting my lip.

It didn't even manage two rings before Edward picked up.

"Bella," a velvet voice breathed down the phone. His beautiful amazing silky, soft, rough, beautiful voice.

My breath got stuck in my throat for a second. I swallowed.

"Edward," I whispered.

"Bella," he repeated. He sounded stunned.

"Ed-ward." My voice broke. I sob escaped my lips. I hadn't realised how much I had missed him. No that was a lie. I was stopping myself from feeling anything. Now it was hitting me hard.

"What's wrong angel?"

I couldn't even reply. I sunk onto my bed, covering my mouth with my hand.

"Bella please," he begged, his voice urgent and stressed," I'm going out of my mind. Please tell me what's wrong?"

"I need you Edward. Please. I can't even breathe properly right now. I just need you."

I knew I was being pathetic. It had been two days. But I couldn't help it. The stress from school, from jumping back into my old life, it was overbearing. There was only one person that would understand and help me.

"I'm coming," he growled, "I'm coming now."

"Edward! You can't. You know you won't be able to control yourself around more than one human. Don't please."

I was panicking now. He was so weak, still consuming human blood, no matter how hard he tried not to. He could hurt anyone around here. My mind was working fast.

Edward snarled in frustration.

"Bella, how can you expect me to stay here when the girl I fucking love more than anything needs me?"

"No. Edward you can't. You know you can't. Tomorrow. Can I come see you tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Edward was still on edge.

"Gives me time to fabricate a story for Charlie."

"Tomorrow." He said, calm now.

"Tomorrow." I promised.

"If not I'm coming to find you Isabella Swan. I can't even function without you."

That was fine by me.

"Edward. I can't live like this," I said quietly, picking at my bed covers.

"Neither. It's too much."

"You didn't call me?" I accused lightly.

Edward sighed.

"Bella. I was petrified that I'd scared you off. I wanted to talk to you as soon as you'd gone. But I didn't want to push you. You were really upset with me before you left. I got Alice to keep talking to you, to make sure everything was okay." he said quietly. Guilt washed over me.

"Didn't mean I didn't want to talk to you?" I muttered.

"Phones work both ways Bella."

Now was my turn to sigh.

"I thought you'd have forgotten about me. I didn't want to push you."

"You're an idiot Bella. I'm dying here."

My heart stuttered. He still needed me.

"I love you," I whispered.

"Me too. So much. Tell me about your day? You're back at school I heard from Alice?"

"Spying on me much?"

"Hey, someone's got to keep you out of trouble. Look at you. You practically scream 'come at me, I'm too clumsy to run away," he shot back.

I scowled.

"Shut up."

"Make me."

"I'm not coming tomorrow."

"Liar."

"I'm not."

"Fine."

"Cool."

"Good."

"Great."

"I don't need you."

"Neither."

"Bella."

"Yes, Edward."

"I miss you."

I smiled to myself.

"I win. But yeah, I'm back. It was so stressful. At first when I walked in I almost ran out. Everyone was just staring. But my friends made it all better."

Edward gasped. He sounded horrified.

"What?"

"You have…friends?" He said, in fake awe.

"Oh my God. Fuck you Cullen."

I hung up and chucked my phone on the bed, instantly wishing I hadn't done that. It rang immediately. I chuckled to myself, pressing the reject button. It rang again. This time I picked up. The hole in my heart immediately lessened when I heard his voice.

"Who do you think you are? Don't you dare hang up on me again," he said in a low voice. Oh my god. I wasn't expecting that. When his voice went deadly and rough.

I accidently moaned. Then froze. And turned pink. Fuck.

"Isabella Swan," Edward said, apparently amused, "You did not just get turned on by that." I could hear the smile in his voice, image the crooked smile on his lips.

"No." I said defensively.

"Right…" Edward sounded smug.

"I didn't," I insisted. Instead of continuing to taunt me he replied by making matters worse.

"Just wait till I see you tomorrow Bella." Oh fuck that low rough sexy voice was back. I bit my lip to stifle my second sound of pleasure and decided to play dumb.

"Why?"

"I'm going to have some fun with you…" he whispered. I shuddered at the thought. I was so frustrated right now. He was purposely making me want him. Fine. Let's see how well he dealt with my cock block.

"Oh you would, except I have a fucking mountain of work to do, which you're going to help me with…"

And with that I launched into a full rant of my day. Edward listened intently. The conversation turned serious. He reassured me. He tried to calm me. I loved him.

We talked for hours. About everything and nothing. When my dad came home I ran down, choked down dinner and ran back up, leaving behind a totally bemused Charlie. Then we carried on talking into the night. He was telling me about his work with the Volturi. Telling me about what he was doing, without actually telling me. Hmm, that was something I reminded myself to get out of him at some point. Seven o'clock. Eight o'clock. Nine, ten, eleven.

"No but okay listen to this, you're on a boat, it over turns and sinks to the bottom on the sea, you're locked in and you can't get out. Would you drown then?"

"No Bella," Edward sounded exasperated, "I would be able to pick up the ship."

I had been trying to think of ways to kill vampires for ten minutes now. Unsuccessfully. Edward pissed himself when I asked if chopping up his body parts would make them move and reassemble himself back to normal.

"Ok ok, what if…" I cut off as I yawned. Edward chuckled.

"Bella, it's way past your bedtime."

"No." I said stubbornly.

"Don't argue with me Bella. You know I'm right."

"Fine," I said. I was exhausted, but at the same time I didn't want to get off the phone to Edward.

"Goodnight sweetheart," he whispered.

"Love you," I mumbled incoherently.

"I love you beautiful girl."

"Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"Am I your girlfriend?"

He chuckled.

"You're more than that Bella."

I smiled.

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow."

TOMORROW GUYS. WOWOWOWOWOWOOOO TOMORRROWWWWWWWW, they meet again. After one chapter of separation. YEAHHH