Chapter Thirteen: The Healing Process

Previously on Unrecognizable~

Putting the book down, I leapt from the rocking chair gracefully, bounding down the stairs inaudibly and sweeping out the door.

"I knew I smelled a leech." A husky voice I knew so well announced.

I looked up, "Jacob."

Now on Unrecognizable~

Izzy's POV

Slowly recognition crossed Jacob's features. His eyes softened, his russet skin relaxed and his lips parted.

"Bella." He breathed, stunned as I stood in front of him. Jacob looked exactly the same as he did twenty years ago. He stood tall at six feet, towering over my small 5'4" height. Jacob's shirt was off exposing his toned muscular stomach and arms. The only difference was the putrid smell radiating from his presence.

Werewolf scent.

I know I shouldn't know about werewolves. But in my early vampire years, after I had left the Cullen residence in Forks I had done some research before starting my music career. I studied many myths online and gone to several different bookstores in search of books that would be helpful. I wanted to be prepared since I had no one to protect me, I was all alone.

One day I found a book on Quileute legends where I read all about the shape shifters down in La Push. I was well informed on werewolves.

"I thought you were dead." Jacob's voice pulled me back to the present.

Deciding it was better to take a lighter approach to his comment, I joked, "Well technically I kind of am."

To my surprise Jacob smirked. "Well it's good to know you didn't lose your personality in the transformation."

I chuckled quietly.

"I missed you." Jacob whispered, his voice thick with raw emotion.

"I missed you too." I replied softly, the cool breeze whistled through the trees around us, the moonlight shining off Jacob's large muscles. I moved towards him, spreading my arms out, despite the strong smell. He reached out encasing mein his strong arms.

"What happened to you Bella?" Jacob grimaced, his demeanor changed, "Was it him?" He moved out of our embrace, pure hatred dripping off Jacob's voice.

Frowning, I replied, "No, it wasn't."

Jacob cocked his head, furrowing his bushy brow.

I sighed, knowing I had a long story ahead of me.

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Jacob and I talked till midnight, I told him my entire life story since the night Victoria took my humanity away. At first, he wanted to seek her out to kill her but I convinced him against that. The thought of Jacob getting hurt was excruciating. Also, Jacob wasn't too happy about myself staying with the Cullen's. That was until I told him about my plan for revenge on Edward.

I also explained how I knew about werewolves and he told me what had happened while I was gone. Jacob had not imprinted yet, he lived alone in a small condo on the reservation and was really close with his pack.

"It was so good to see you again Jake." I smiled sincerely.

"I'm glad you are alive even as a blood- I mean vampire."

I chuckled, before getting up off the front porch of Charlie's old house.

"Well I should be getting back to the res, Sam might need me back." Jake said before pulling me into a tight hug.

"Visit soon okay?" He whispered into my hair.

"Of course."

"And let me know how everything goes with the Cullen's."

"Definitely." I smiled.

"Goodbye Bella."

"Bye Jake." I watched as Jacob broke out into a running pace and disappeared into the dark thicket of trees.

I sighed, loneliness tugged at my heart. I really did miss Jake after all these years. It was great to see him again, it was just really hard saying goodbye. But I tried to push the sadness away, I still had one more place to visit.

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The Cullen house was just as I remembered it. Nothing out of place. It stood tall in front of me, painted white and constructed of lots of smooth glass.

Nervousness was brewing inside of me, but I would not let that stop me. This was all part of the healing process.

One step at a time, I made my way up the long paved driveway towards the grand entrance, remembering all the times I had visited here so many years ago. Edward would chauffeur me here in his fancy silver Volvo, opening the car door for me and leading me to the doorway where Esme would be waiting for my arrival. She would take me inside, bringing me to the kitchen where she would have cooked a special delicious meal just for me. Then Alice would steal me away to play "Barbie Bella" where I would be poked and prodded with makeup brushes and sponges. From there she would take out her hot tools and torture me some more by fixing my hair up nicely. When I could take no more Edward would be my hero by saving me from his overexcited bubbly sister. He would sweep me away, taking me to his grand piano where he would spend the time playing his compositions to me.

Sometimes I truly missed those days, other times I would cringe while thinking of my old self and the life I lived.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I broke the lock on the front door, swiftly opening the door and entering the small entry room.

A thousand memories hit me like a lightning bolt. Venom tears welled up in my eyes, as I looked around the familiar room. I hadn't been here for years, I hadn't thought about how hard this was really going to be.

Taking an unnecessary deep breath through my nose, I closed the front door and stepped out of the room into the living area.

The furniture was still covered in thin white sheets to protect them from the nasty dust, the coffee table's surface untouched and the scents so faint they were barely noticeable. It was like nobody had lived here in years. Well that was true but it still hurt remembering.

Next, I visited the kitchen. Looking through the cabinets, there was still boxes of preserved food that Esme had bought for me while I was a human. The sight of an old Strawberry pop tart box made my smile weakly, I had always loved those for breakfast as a human.

I made my upstairs, planning on visiting Alice's old room. As I entered, I was immediately assaulted with painful memories of her pampering sessions.

"Come on Bellaaaa" Alice pleaded, slipping her lower lip into her famous irresistible pout.

I frowned, "Alice" I moaned.

"Is that a yes?!" She chirped, clapping her small pixie like hands in excitement.

I huffed in defeat.

Alice squealed, jumping up in down in front of me. "By the time I am finished with you Edward won't be able to keep his hands off of you!"

I groaned, what had I gotten myself into?

With that, Alice plopped me down in her styling chair and rang her fingers through my hair.

"There is so many things I can do to your hair! I can-"

And let the torture begin…

I smiled a watery smile at the memory. Looking around the room, Alice had left most of her stuff here when her and her family fled Forks twenty years ago. All her hot tools, hair products, nail polish and makeup still laid on her large vanity, neatly organized of course. As well as her closet fully stocked.

It was like she never left.

Finally, I was ready to head to the room I dreaded revisiting the most. Edward's room.

I made my way down the hall in the direction of Edward's old room. Bracing myself, I slowly opened the door.

It was exactly the way I left it.

The window shattered, the hole punched in the drywall and the black leather couch missing from the room.

After my little breakdown sixteen years ago I never did clean the room up.

Smiling, I peered around the room until I stopped at Edward's stereo. Correction, Edward's very broken stereo. After I threw the couch out the window, I broke his stereo as well.

Oops.

Maybe I should clean the place up. Nah, Edward deserves it. He can replace it himself.

I smirked, as I shuffled through the hundreds of CDs on his white shelves. My hand stopped at a particularly familiar one. I swiped the dust of the plastic surface revealing a Debussy CD. I remember my first visit here, Edward had played Claire De Lune off this very disk.

Smiling sadly I replaced the CD in its rightful spot since the stereo was broken, so I could not play it. I searched through the room some more, rummaging through the drawers of a wooden nightstand. I hadn't found anything interesting, it seemed Edward didn't leave much behind like Alice had.

Standing up from my kneeling position, I rubbed my chin with my forefinger and thumb, deepin thought. There had to be something hiding in here somewhere.

Not thinking of anywhere I could look, I took one last glance at the room, bidding my farewell. I was not planning on visiting again. This would surely be the last time I would ever see this place.

As I was about to turn on my heels to leave the room something caught my eye. Curious, I slowly approached the punctured wall. With my hand I carefully reached inside the fist sized hole and grasped onto a wooden box.

Once I pulled it out, I studied the box. It was painted a midnight blue, the name Isabella Swan engraved on the front. That's when my curiosity really peaked.

I slid down into a sitting position on the floor, my back leaning up against the wall behind me. I opened the wooden box, unsure of what I might find. I gasped as Isaw the contents inside.

First I pulled out a small plastic baggie labeled Isabella's hair, a mahogany curl lay inside. Then my hand pulled out a soft cream fabric, one of my old sweaters as a human. I always wondered where this went…

This was fucking creepy. Was Edward Cullen some sort of stalker or some sick shit?

One by one I pulled out more personal items from my human life and laid them on the floor in front of me. A bottle of my old strawberry shampoo, a fingernail clipping, a hairbrush, a saliva sample, a used tissue, the list went on and on. It seemed each item became creeper as I continued to pull items out of the box.

Ew! When did he collect all this?! While I was sleeping?

I should have known he was a damn pervert when he told me he liked to watch me sleep…

Too late now.

Eventually, I had seen enough. It was time to leave. I took one last look around the place once more before exiting the house and taking my leave. Time to head back to Denali.

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I arrived back to Denali at dawn, on my way I stopped for a quick hunt, draining an elk and a mountain lion.

I went inside, climbing the stairs to the guest bedroom where I had been staying for the past few weeks.

To my surprise Edward was waiting by the door for me. My thoughts drifted back to what I had found in his old room. I shuddered.

"You're back." He stated as he followed me into the guest bedroom, shutting the door gently behind us.

"Yeah." I responded awkwardly, shuffling my feet like I did as a human.

Edward had never been this bold when I knew him twenty years ago, I guess I'm not the only one that changed.

Edward walked over slowly, smirking playfully. His golden eyes twinkled.

The thoughts of Edward's sick perverted ways flew from my mind. Venom filled inside my mouth.

I threw my arms around his neck and pulled his face to mine roughly. I tasted his sweet honey flavor with my tongue as I traced the bottom of his soft velvety lips. I was transported to a whole new world, the way his lips locked with mine mesmerized me. Deep desire ignited inside of me. Edward must of felt it too because he pushed me against the wall and began trailing kisses down my neck. I let out a moan as Edward's cool breath traveled down my neck, sending pleasant shivers down my spine. My breath comes in short desperate gasps, the intensity of the kiss so great.

Edward pulled away for a brief second, I could see his eyes darken with lust. He moved to pull my shirt over my head, the thin fabric ripping in his strong hands. His shirt was off next. His hands moved greedily to cup each one of my breasts. I knotted my fingers up in Edward's luscious bronze hair while his hands traveled to my bra clasp. Easily, his hands unclasped my bra and it was thrown to the floor next to our shirts in a messy pile.

His dark eyes filled with need as they looked down at my breasts. His head moved down to suck either one one greedily. Soon I pushed him onto the bed, locking my legs tightly around his waist. His cool tongue licked my earlobe, while I moaned loudly in pleasure.

Our lips locked together again while I caressed the back of his neck. He sucked my bottom lip, moaning into my mouth. The passion I felt was so great it was indescribable.

But that's when I suddenly realized my surroundings and how far we had gotten. I knew it wouldn't be long until we got even farther.

I slowly retracted my hands from Edward's hair, and closed my mouth, giving him one final peck before pulling away.

I couldn't help but realize how cute he looked. His hair a messy mop on top of his head, his swollen red lips and his dark onyx pupils.

I needed to stop doing that!

Remember this is Edward Cullen! As in Edward the creepy ass stalker who has a sample of your saliva!

He smiled goofily at me while I slid my bra back on. I walked over to my closet to receive a fresh top. Edward put his shirt back on as well.

Awkwardly, he scratched his head. "Well I should go."

I bit my lip, "Yeah."

Edward left the room silently, I heard his quiet footsteps down the stairs. He announced he was going hunting, then I heard the door open and shut gently.

This was the perfect time for revenge!

I sat on my bed trying to come up with something great.

It took some time but when the perfect plan finally hit me it was definitely worth it.

I smiled deviously as I searched one of my bags I had brought with me from New York. I riffled through the large bag until I finally found the plastic zip block bag I had been looking for.

Inside the sealed bag was my dark green dress Alice had dressed me in for my dreadful eighteenth birthday party. It hadn't been opened since I put the dress inside, preserving my human scent after all these years.

I had to be really careful to make this work and so I would not be suspected.

Noiselessly, I crept down the hall and into Edward's room. I looked inside his closet, picking up a grey button up shirt. Carefully, I partially unsealed the plastic bag. Immediately I got a whiff of my freesia scent. I rubbed the shirt with the dress allowing the scent to cling to Edward's shirt.

I quickly resealed the bag, and hid the shirt deep inside the closet. There was still a faint freesia scent in the air so I had no doubt Edward would miss it.

Smugly, I left the room, returning to the guest bedroom, waiting for Edward to arrive home.

Hey Guys! Thanks for reading! It is officially summer vacation for me! Well it has been for a couple weeks but I haven't been that great. Anxiety has been acting up, I'm waiting for my meds to kick in. But if I'm well then I would like to have daily updates.

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