Author's Note: This story will be in Bella's POV only. There will be no direct dialogue between characters until Chapter 13 because all chapters up to that point are Bella's memories of the past.

WARNING: This chapter will contain mentions of suicide.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight.

Chapter 5. James Hunter

After James introduced himself to me, he suggested that we sit down. As soon as we sat down, he asked me why I was trying to kill myself. There was something about him that just made me want to tell him everything.

So I did.

When I was done, he pulled me to him and just held me while I cried. I kind of thought that it was odd that a complete stranger would do something so sweet, but the fact that someone had actually listened to me and showed me a little bit of affection and attention sort of pushed those thoughts out of my mind.

I had almost forgotten what it was like to interact with other people, not that I hadn't tried. It was nice.

A minute or two went by before he started telling me about himself. He was 23 years old, was born and raised in Chicago, was an only child, and both his parents were deceased.

When I asked him what he was doing in the middle of nowhere, he explained to me that he was staying in a cabin that he owned not too far from the meadow and decided to go for a hike and just ended up here.

James told me how he was on a vacation from work. He told me how he inherited his father's publishing company after he passed away and how he was now in charge of everything. After he told me that, I told him how I always thought that being an editor or a publisher would be the perfect job for me after high school and college, since I love to read so much.

When I think back to his response to that, I always smile. He told me that if I was ever in Chicago in a few years to look him up and he'd see what he could do for me.

I told him that his offer sounded like a good idea.

We must have lost track of just how long we had been talking because when I looked around, I noticed that it would be getting dark soon.

After we said our goodbyes, I told him he could visit me in the meadow anytime for as long as he was in Forks. He said that it sounded like a great idea and then he left.

I watched him as he walked away and then quickly made my way back to my house.

Neither of us realized at the time, just how much both of our paths crossing that day would change our lives.

A/N: Since I'm writing this story without an outline, I will do my best to get at least one new chapter written and posted everyday.

Thanks for reading and follwing my story. I hope you all enjoy it. :)