Delay is because of work load at school, but I just finished two assignments and I'm about to get three more so I thought before I worry about those ill finish this.

Don't own twilight. (wish I did)

Here we go Again

Chapter thirteen:

'Shock, surprises and OMG'

New York City,

Bella.

Flashes of my reality came in and out of view as I tried to open my eyes. They were swollen and sore, definitely bruise by Jacob's punch. After a while I finally got my eyes open half way, my vision wasn't perfect, but it was better then blackness.

Jacob didn't appear to be in the apartment, he probably left me here to die. I tried to tug free my hands through the rope but after a couple of minutes I gave up. My breath was ragged and I was sweating – which probably wasn't a good idea, considering I could be here for a long time. I regained my strength by relaxing all the muscles in my body.

As the time drew by, I stared at the wall; the countless pictures of my family and me were frightening. Jacob had even stuck his face on top of Edwards in some of the pictures. There were even photo's of far distance and close distance – as if he had taken them himself. The thought brought a shiver down my spin; he has been watching me for years.

Brooklyn,

Edward.

"I know where she is."

Emmett dropped the spatula in his hands, "what, where?" he demanded whilst turn the stove off.

Just as I was about to speak, Alice walked in, "hey guys," she slopped onto one of the stools, "I'm exhausted."

I exhaled in frustration, "good, you can watch the kids. Grab the keys Emmett," I called since he was already out of the room.

Alice frowned, "what's going on?" she questioned.

I weaved my fingers through my hair, "I think I know where Bella is," I informed and began walking towards the door, Riley follow is pursuit, "where do you think your going?" I asked.

"I'm coming with you, duh," he muttered.

"NO!" both Alice and I shouted.

He groaned and stopped walking. I kissed his forehead, "I love you, but you can't see your mother when we find her, she might not be in a great state," I said through a thump in my throat.

He merely nodded and I headed straight for the door. I jumped into the passenger seat just before Emmett reserved back.

"So where are we going?" he questioned.

"Bella's apartment."

Brooklyn,

Riley.

As I watch my father and uncle leave I slowly walked into the lounge room, I felt useless. I was sixteen, I wasn't a kid anymore, I could help them! I focused on keeping my breathing at a steady pace.

My phone began to ring, it was Charlotte.

"Hello?" I said.

"Riley! Thank god you answered, can you come over, I really need to talk to you about something important," she whispered.

"I'd love to but there's some stuff going on at home and I think I need to be here…" I muttered.

"Please, I really need your help," she begged.

The image of Charlotte the other night after her dad and hit her popped into my head. I didn't know where my dad was going, but I figured I had at least an hour to kill before he brought mum home, and all I'd be doing at home is anxiously waiting…. "Um… yeh, okay. I'll be over in ten minutes." I said and hung up.

I got up of the couch and walked towards the front door, "WOW WOW WOW!" Alice said loudly.

I rose my eyebrows, "what?"

"Where do you think your going?" she demanded.

"Charlotte's, I'll be home in half an hour," I grumbled and continued walking.

"Your mother is missing don't you understand that! And all you want to do is go visit your girlfriend!" she yelled.

I rolled my eyes, she didn't understand, "Pretty much," I glared at her and walked out the front door. I may love Alice a hell of a lot, but she wasn't my mother.

New York City,

Edward.

The drive was quicker then I expected, that was probably due to the fact that Emmett drove like a maniac. But I didn't care; I needed to get to Bella.

When we arrived outside Bella and my old building, I flung myself out of the car and sprinted up the stairs to her old apartment. I banged on the door and focus on how I was going to tackle Jacob down.

As the door opened my fist drew up, but when I saw an old lady I softened my fingers out. "Yes, dear?" she said in a very croaky old voice.

"Hi, I was wondering if Jacob Black lived here?" I questioned.

She frowned, "sorry love, no one under that name lives here," she shrugged and shut the door in my face.

I stared at the wooden doorframe and held back the building tears. Emmett came running down the hall then, "where is she?" he said, breathless.

I shook my head, "she's not here," I mumbled and began walking down the hall.

I passed my old apartment and sighed, when I lived there, Bella and I had barely just met and we knew we had a special connection…

I decided to drive home; the road would keep my mind momentarily off Bella's absence.

New York City,

Bella.

As I continued to stare at the wall, I began to look around the apartment. Even though it looked exactly like my old home, I knew it wasn't. Sure, it had the same structure and everything, but it was reversed. This was Edward's old apartment before he moved in with me.

Jacob had brought Edward's apartment… I was in Edward's old apartment. My mind went numb. Edward would never find me here.

Brooklyn,

Riley.

I knocked on Charlotte's door twice and waiting. She answered the door and her face was surprisingly happy. She embraced me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "thanks for coming, though you didn't really have to now," she informed.

I frowned, "how come?" I asked.

She bit her lower lip, "well my dad went out last night, and he didn't come home this morning, so mum and I got worried. But he's home now, he just stayed at a mate's house.

I nodded, not really interested in the story about her father. "Okay cool, well I better be off then," I mumbled.

"Wait," she grabbed my hand. "Come in side, I'll make you a sandwich," she smiled at me.

When she smiled at me like that, I couldn't refuse. "Sure," I beamed back.

We walked towards the kitchen and I sat down at the dining table and she began making me a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

"CHARLOTTE!" a deep voice yelled.

"Yeah dad?" she replied.

"Who are you talking to!" Charlotte's father demanded.

"RILEY'S OVER" she called.

There was a long silence. After a few moments, I heard someone walking down the hallway. The figure came into view, I saw the familiar features of the man who had stolen my mother. The man who thought he was my father. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!" I yelled at him.

"Riley?" Charlotte's face dropped.

I turned to her, "stay behind me," I pleaded then turned to glare at Jacob Black, "why are you hear?" I hissed through my teeth.

He frowned, "I'm sorry, I don't think we've met, I'm Derek – Charlotte's father," he smiled and extended his hand.