Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight and I'm not Stephanie Meyer

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight and I'm not Stephanie Meyer.

One of my first fanfics. Hope you like it! Set after Edward leaves in New Moon.

Bella's POV

I was having a nightmare. I was sure. I was wandering the big baseball field near His house. Just walking through the ferns. Searching for nothing. Then I saw his face. His perfect, angelic face. I started running toward him. But I wasn't getting anywhere like in those dreams where you run and run but you don't get anywhere. I woke up screaming.

"Just another nightmare," I told myself. I looked at my alarm clock. 4:37 am. Better go back to bed I thought. I tried lying down and falling to sleep again. I finally gave up. I got up and grabbed my toiletries bag. Then I headed to the bathroom. The main reason why I didn't want to sleep is I miss him too much. To see his face. It tore at the edges of my hole. I hopped in the shower and turned it on full heat.

When I went downstairs to fix myself breakfast, Charlie had already left. I fixed myself breakfast and sat down at the table.

I thought about my dream. I could feel the tears building up in my eyes. It was too hard to believe. How could Edward not love me anymore? I thought we were perfect for each other.

I had to get out of the house. I grabbed my car keys and flew out the door. I didn't know how but I ended up in front of his house. I got out of my truck and walked over to the big white house. I just stared. I had to get away. It wasn't good for me.

As I started driving down the Cullen's driveway, I could barely see. The tears were blocking my vision. As I drove onto the highway, I had to pull over. I didn't want to crash. I leaned over across the seats and wrapped my arms around my stomach. I couldn't stand it anymore. The empty feeling. There was no reason to live anymore without Edward.

Sometime, I managed to pull myself together. I started just driving around. I turned down this street where I saw motorcycles for sale. Then I remembered the night in port angelus. The men that followed me and Jessica. I heard the sweet sound of his voice. Maybe, if I repeated that adrenaline, I would hear his voice. I parked near the house and walked up to the front door and knocked. A boy with reddish hair answered the door.

"How much do you want for the bikes?" I asked him.

"Free," he said," my mom just wants them gone. They don't work or anything but you could take them to a mechanic or something. Well the mechanic in town is pretty expensive but if you-,"

"Yea, I know a mechanic," I said interrupting him," he loves fixing things. I'm pretty sure he'll love to fix them up."

"Ok. Do you need help getting them into your truck bed?" he asked me.

"Yea, Can you help me?" I said.

"Sure," the boy answered.

Together, we got the bikes into the truck. "Thanks for everything," I told him.

"No problem. Anytime," he said.

He watched me get into my car and drive away. I was pretty sure Jacob would love fixing these bikes up. I drove the long, familiar rode to Jacobs's house. I stopped and parked on the curb next to his house. I hopped out and started toward the house. But before I could get to the front door, Jacob burst through the door smiling. The engine must have given me away.

"Hey Bella!" he yelled. He had a great big grin on his face. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Hi Jacob!" I grinned.

"So what are you doing here?" he asked.

"Well I was wondering if you could fix some bikes up for me."

"Oh ok. Do you want to go get them now?"

"Well I have them in the truck already," I said, blushing.

"Ok let's get them to my garage."

"Alright," I smiled. I don't know why but for the first time in 4 months, I felt ok.

This week had gone by so fast. I couldn't believe it. Jake and I had finished the bikes and tested them out. It had been a nasty sight. I had ripped my head open and had to get stitches. But I had heard his voice. So angelic and amazing. I loved it.

"Dad, I'm taking Jacob back to his house. Bye!" I yelled to Charlie.

"Ok have fun!" he yelled back.

We hopped into my wheezing old truck and headed toward LaPush. We drove by the cliff and saw some boys rocking on the balls of their feet and then jump into the dark choppy waters.

"Oh my gosh," I screamed stopping the car," we have to help them!"

I started unbuckling my seat belt when Jacob started yelling," Bella! Bella! calm down! They are just cliff diving!"

I was shocked. "From all the up here?"

"Yes. But most of us just jump from down there," and he pointed down to a little ledge about 50 feet down the cliff.

"Oh. Well we should do it," I said," right now."

Jacob looked surprised,"ok if you want to. Let me just get my swimming suit. Ill run home and get it quick. Wait here."

"Ok," I smiled and he was out of sight.

I wanted to hear his voice so bad. Maybe if I just tried jumping alone, I would hear his voice. But should I wait? Would I still hear his voice if I was jumping with Jacob?


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