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Bella's POV:

The first thing I saw when I resurfaced was Edward's face. He hovered over me with a look of confusion plastered to his face. I reached up to rub my forehead as I sat up. "What happened?" I asked, not remembering a single thing. My head was throbbing in pain. I could even feel a bump starting to form. I squinted slightly at my surroundings. Edward was still hovering over me. Jacob was sitting in a chair opposite of me and Billy was looking out the front window. "What happened?" I asked again, after no one answered.

I jumped slightly when the front door suddenly flew open. Seconds later, Charlie wandered in holding a broom. "Well I think I got rid of all of them." He sat the broom down by the closet. "They shouldn't be back for awhile." He chuckled. "You should've seen their faces when I put on my badge. I'll proabably be on the cover of US Weekly. I can already see the headlines." He looked up thoughtfully.

"Okay, what the hell happened?" I asked, annoyed. Charlie pulled himself out of his thoughts to look at me. Billy had turned his wheel chair around to gaze at me with wonder. Jacob was grinning for whatever reason. And Edward was looking at me like I was some kind of alien. I sighed. "Please don't make me ask a fourth time!"

"What happened was, photographers attacked my front lawn!" Charlie shouted in a shocked tone. He placed his hands on his hips and stared at me dumbfounded. "I thought you took care of all this Bella!"He questioned desperately. "We were going to put this all behind us." His tone lowered, but his expression was enough to make me groan. Now I was going to have to explain everything. To everyone.

"Dad, please. Not now. This is all just a big misunderstanding." I jumped up off the couch. There was no point in hiding anything now. Everyone knew that I had a secret. I rushed down the back hallway to the staircase. Quickly, I ran up the stairs to my old room. Throwing the door open, I dodged inside. I ran to my closet and knelt down on the floor. There was so much crap in there that I really needed to do something with it all. I pulled papers out, boxes, bins and even photgraphs. But I tossed each one of them to the side. Finally, I reached the darkest corner of my closet.

A plain white box was sitting upright in that corner. Slowly, I slid it across the carpet towards me. I sighed and removed the lid off it. What was inside made me gasp in shock. I almost forgot about everything that was in there. This past month with Edward and his family had really changed me. And now looking down at what the box contained, I didn't want to let go of this new life. All I wanted was to forget the past one. But you can't run from the past. Mine had just caught up with me now.

I retreated down the steps, taking them one at a time. When I reached the bottom floor everyone looked up at me once more. I waved the box up in the air. "This..." I started, while studying the box. "This...is pretty much my life before returning back to Forks." I walked into the living room and took a seat beside Edward. "Dad you already know the whole story, but Edward doesn't. And neither does Jacob. Apparently, the world doesn't either." My voice trailed off, so I cleared my throat. "But this box contains everything. My past, now present and probably future."

Each of them watched me, waiting for me to continue. "And..." I pulled the lid off the box once more. "This is it." I pulled out a bunch of photos. I sat them on my lap, spreading them all out. I held one up that was ripped out of a magazine. "Her name is Dreamer. Well was. She was the limited edition Victoria's Secret model. That limited edition turned into a full time role."

Jacob stood up to snatch the picture from my hands. "Wait. So this is you, Bella?" He was so surprised that it shocked me. The shock faded away slightly as I remembered how many costumes I had to wear. And all the make-up. Of course no one would ever recognize me.

"Yep." I answered, uneasily. "That's me."

He looked at me with wide eyes. "You were a model? But why aren't you now?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Things happened. People followed me around everywhere. I never had any privacy. I just needed to get away from all the stress." I paused to inhale deeply. "About a year ago, I got a call saying that I needed to drop a couple pounds. I thought no biggie, but it was. It was a big thing. My body suddenly started to not look right to everyone. Not only to everyone, but also me too. So I started something bad. I got caught with an eating disorder. They sent me on leave basically for about six months. I went to stay with my mom. Then ended up here almost a month ago."

"Wow." Jacob stared at me.

"Yeah. I promised myself that I'd go back. It's my career. I promised that I'd stay strong." I looked down at my hands. They were shaking. "And I think it's time for me to go back. I never should've came here. It's messed up everything."

"Bella...you're not really going to go back?" Charlie asked. He almost looked hurt.

I sighed. "I have to Dad. It's my job. I can't just quit. It's time anyway."

"Where exactly is 'back'?" Edward asked from beside me. It was the first time he spoke up during this entire time. I was almost afraid to face him. But I forced myself to look up at him. He was stiff with tension.

"New York." I replied in a hushed tone.

"That far?" Jacob was the first to yell out. I nodded merely at him.

It grew silent between the five of us. What was there for anyone to say? I was leaving. I didn't have a choice. They found out where I was hiding. I needed to go back and continue my career. If I didn't, then I'd end up broke for canceling a contract. There was really nothing I could do. I didn't want to leave, but a small part of me did. Something in my head was telling me to get of Forks while I still could.

With nothing more to say, I stood up. "Well I should proabably start packing. I bet I have over a million missed calls. Now that they know where I am, I have to go back." I walked to my purse and pulled out my cell phone. I hadn't turned it on in ages. I waited a few seconds for it to power up. Just as I thought. Over a hundred new messages and missed calls. Just as I was about to set it down, it started ringing. "Hello?"

"Bella!" The voice on the other line was cheerful. "It's Victoria! Where have you been girl? Just heard the news that they found you in Forks? Where the hell is that? Next to the spoon?" She laughed at her own joke. I rolled my eyes and waited for her to go on. "But anyway. Since you're coming back, I'll need on the next flight back to New York by nine a.m. tomorrow."

My mouth dropped open. "That soon?" I questioned.

Victoria laughed. "What do you mean? You've been gone for over six months! I think your break is ready to be over!" I could picture her smiling into the phone. "So I'll see you tomorrow?"

I sighed, desperately. "Yes, I suppose."

"Great!" The line went dead.

I hit the red off button and turned back to face them. "I have to be on a plane by nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Edward jumped off the sofa. "What the hell? Bella you can't just leave!"

I bit my lower lip. "Edward, I'm sorry."

He threw my box, sending everything in it across the floor. In anger, he stormed past me. I could feel my heart start to pound out of my chest in pain. What was I thinking?

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