A/N: There will be dialogue in every chapter from now until the end.

I am also dedicating this chapter to my friend, Anam. You have been waiting a long time for Edward to appear. So now I am giving you Edward. :)

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers owns Twilight.

Chapter 13. Facing the Past

Present Time

(7 Months after James Dies)

I had just walked into my office and sat down, when I looked at the time. I was being lazy, so instead of using the intercom on my desk, I just shouted out the door.

"Carmen!"

"Yes, Ms. Hunter?"

"What time is my next appointment?"

"Let me check...um..oh! It's at 12:30."

"Okay. I have a few reports to finish up, so just send them in when they get here."

"Okay."

About 15 minutes later, I still finishing up some paperwork, when I heard a loud knock on my office door.

"Come in", I yelled.

I was still paying attention to my work, but I could hear my client walking to my desk. All of a sudden, I heard him stop and gasp.

"Bella Swan? Is that really you?"

My head immediately snapped up and looked at the man standing directly in front of me. The first things I noticed about this man was his Bronze-colored hair and his emerald green eyes.

I was standing face to face with Edward Cullen.

We stared at each other for a minute before I realized I didn't give him an answer.

"It's actually Isabella Hunter now." I said. "What are you doing here?"

Edward looked down at the floor and said, "I have an appointment."

I sat back down at my desk and said, "Fine. Let's get to work then."

I asked him a bunch of questions about his job, the book he was writing, and the reason he was here today. After we did this, I started to look over his paperwork and made him fill out some forms. The entire time we were doing this, he had this look on his face, like he wanted to ask me something.

After a few minutes of this, I had had enough.

"What?" I asked sharply.

He sat there for a moment opening and closing his mouth as if he was unsure how to answer. He finally said, "Um..Can I..uh..ask you a few..um..questions?"

I don't think I had ever heard Edward sound so nervous about something before, so I asked him, "Why should I answer any of your questions? You abandoned me when I needed you."

"You're right. I did abandon you, and I've regretted it ever since. However, I know you probably won't believe me, but I didn't have a choice. I really want to fix things between us, and if you'll let me, I'll explain everything to you."

I thought about what he said and decided that I wanted to know why he and everyone else hurt me. I'd answer his questions, but in return, I expect him to tell me everything. "Fine. I'll answer your questions, but only if you explain to me how acting as if I didn't exist wasn't your fault." I said.

"It's a deal."

I sighed. "Fine. Let's get this over with. What do you want to know?" I asked.

"Um..why did you leave without telling anyone?"

I sighed, "I left because I was lonely and I had no one there in that town that cared about me anymore. And I didn't tell anyone because I didn't want people to be able to find me. I just wanted to forget everything about Forks."

He frowned and asked, "What about your dad?"

"What about him?"

"Don't you think that he would miss you or worry about where you could be?"

I took a deep breath before I said, "Honestly? No. I didn't think that he'd even notice I was gone. After all, he spent 3 years getting wasted and pretending I never existed. So no, I didn't think about that and I honestly don't give a shit whether or not he was worried about me." I sighed. "Can we get back to work now? After all, that is the reason you came here right?"

Edward sighed. "Yeah, we can get back to work. I still have more questions for you though, but I'll wait until next time to ask. Or maybe we could grab a cup of coffee and catch up a bit?"

I knew he would just keep asking me, so I said yes so I could get it over with quicker.

"There's a little coffee shop across the street. Meet me there at 2:00 and we can "catch up"."

He stood up and began to walk to the door. When he got there, he turned around and said, "I'll be there." And then he left.

I really hoped I wouldn't regret doing this.

A/N: This chapter didn't turn out quite the way I wanted it to, but it still works.

Next up: The Coffee Shop interrogations.

See you next time! :)