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Shit! Fucking Shit!
My legs propel me forward though I'm in no way conditioned for it. My lungs are on fire, I can't breathe, and I keep tripping as I blindly navigate through the dark streets toward my safe haven. I just have to get there before anyone finds me...I keep turning my head to look behind, to see if he's chasing me.
I want him to...
...No, I don't.
I can't believe they're here; he's here. In what universe does shit like this happen? Running got me absolutely nowhere it seems because they were still able to find me, without trying. I turn the corner onto my street and spot my home; it's still dark so I won't have to face anyone like this. I slow down once I reach the porch and drag my sore limbs up the steps.
I'm all out sobbing when my body hits the creaking wood; gut wrenching wails come forth attacking me with each breath. I would wake the neighbors if they were home, but everyone is out enjoying the fireworks. I can hear them booming in the distance...I would have loved to see them this time around.
Edward...He's here. His family is here with him, and he has my daughter.
The hatred in his eyes as he stalked toward me in that diner, I haven't been so afraid of someone in a very long time.
"So this is where you've been?"
I was absolutely speechless...Just seeing him was shocking enough, but also my little fortress of solitude had shattered into a million pieces the moment he confronted me. There he was; tall, broad, and possessed by anger. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end...
"Answer me Bella. You could have had the decency to wait and tell me you were leaving."
Yes, I could have, I wanted to say. I should have...That's the thing about fear, it makes you do things you know will hurt the ones you care about most.
"Fuck this, I think you owe me an explanation. Give me something to explain why you ran away from me."
That's the thing, I already told him. I've given him an explanation so many times and he never wanted to listen.
"Are you selling yourself again?"
God, those words were like a bucket of ice being dumped over my head-and Jake was right there...
"He's no one Jake. Let's just go."
We both said things we didn't mean. The remorse in his eyes matched mine. I wanted to protect Jake, my best friend, from the man I love because I knew Edward would jump to conclusions about us. I said it to make Edward back off so I could take hold of the spiraling situation-I never got the chance. It's not fair to Jake the way he found out about my secret. I was going to tell him, literally ten seconds before everything went to hell. He has a child he didn't know about-it was my job to tell him something life changing like that. I never wanted him to find out that way, with the evidence of our wreck less one night stand staring him right in the face.
And what a beautiful face she has; the perfect mixture of two people who made one life altering mistake.
...And I'm so fucking glad Edward has her.
Everything was happening so fast and the next thing I know I'm fighting the woman I once considered my sister. Alice had warned me before I left that she would beat my ass if I hurt her family...That's why it was no surprise when she slapped me. One thing I've always loved about Alice is her gusto. Don't ever judge her by her height and perky attitude, she's lethal. I'm sure this won't be the last time I have to defend myself against her; she's the least of my worries at this point.
I get clumsily to my feet and lean against the door searching my pockets for my key, inside, I crumble. It's funny how things we try to bury under simple silence have a way of clawing their way to the surface...Is there really such a thing as secrets? Or is it all the things we don't say are just waiting for the right time to spring up and catch us off guard. Try as I may my sins, my past, will never be concealed- It's inevitable that they will find the perfect time to suck the wind from me and ruin what I have going now.
I truly thought I was safe here. In Seattle of course I'm sure I would have run into them, but in Forks?
This world is entirely too small.
The house phone rings bringing me slowly out of my haze...My guess is it's my dad looking for me. I'm sure he's heard by now what happened at the diner. He'll be home soon wanting an explanation that I don't have the strength right now to give him, or anyone. So that means taking my sorry ass upstairs to my bedroom and locking myself inside. I want to call Jake-I have the phone in my hand and I'm ready to punch in the numbers. I know he's pissed, maybe beyond pissed which is understandable. I have a lot of explaining to do if he'll allow me to. Maybe it's best that our secrets are exposed...The universe works against the lies to correct itself and overcome the failures of our past and future. I don't want him to feel one ounce of guilt because while he played a part in this, he didn't know, and I didn't know nor care to ever find him.
I wish I'd never met him if it meant hurting him so badly. He would have been just fine never knowing me or what transpired between us.
I hate myself so much.
Looking around for a moment I take in my modest room. This is the first bedroom in my life that truly belonged to me...After everything comes out which is bound to happen, potentially I may lose all of this. Charlie will hate me; Mary will shun me. He'll kick me out and I'll be back out on the streets. In their eyes I'll be the worthless slut I was in Seattle...I can't handle them turning their back on me. I may not survive this time.
But I deserve this shit. Look what I've done...I deserve their hatred, I deserve the abuse.
I deserve it...
I wept surprised I still had any tears left—they just flowed without stopping. It continued, so consumed with what had happened and really trying to grasp how it came to this. Feeling dizzy I lay down across my bed with my head buried in my pillows, trying to shield out the world at least for a little while longer curving into myself.
I wonder how long I can stay hidden.
A loud bang rouses me from sleep. I look at the clock to see it's only two in the morning. The banging continued and I much as I didn't want to show my face something was happening in the kitchen and Charlie Swan was to blame. I climb out of bed and I'm immediately assaulted by black swirls that obscure my vision and make my knees buckle. It's strong enough to force me to lean against the door frame of my bedroom long enough to recover before continuing on down the steps.
He was standing over the stove making a grilled cheese sandwich, grumbling that the bread wasn't getting crispy enough.
"Turn up the heat dad." My voice is hoarse from sleep and crying.
Startled, he turns around. "Hey kid. Sorry if I woke you."
"I think you woke everyone on the block with all that noise." I was joking of course; he caught on and chuckled.
"You want one? It's about the only thing I know how to make."
"Sure." I take a seat at the kitchen table and watch him put my sandwich together.
He finished it shortly and before long we were sitting in silence. Occasionally I would look up and catch him staring at me. It was starting to get annoying. I know why he's staring...
"Alright," I sit back in my chair crossing my arms to my chest, "let me have it."
"I...Well...I gotta admit Bells, I'm confused." He mimicked my position in his chair.
"Well, I got a call from Lucky saying you were involved in a fight in the diner parking lot. On my way there I got another call from Billy, he said Jake was distraught and it had something to do with you. And then Mary calls saying I should probably get home as soon as possible because you were upset and she couldn't leave work to check on you...Do you see where I'm going with this?"
Just thinking about it is getting me worked up again. My chin quivers and once I lower my head in shame I can't fight it off anymore.
"Oh Bella honey, what's wrong?" I feel my dad wrap his strong arms around me which only makes me wail louder. He won't want to hug me once he finds out what I've done.
"I don't know if I can tell you."
"You can tell me anything."
"Nooooo..." I sob into his shoulder. It's all I can do.
"You'll hate me-You'll look at me differently."
I feel him shaking his head. "You're my daughter. I just got you, whatever it is will never make me forget that."
A part of me wants to believe that he won't turn on me. He should know what I've been through...I've never truly shared what has happened to me in great detail. I may have revealed some things here and there to Alice and Rose, some things to Edward too. This is different though because this is my blood relative, who I don't want to hurt.
"Please," I beg holding him tighter.
"When you're ready...How about we go sit on the couch huh?"
I don't answer but I allow him to lead me into the sitting room. It's dark and quiet and I end up sitting close to him, because I need to feel him beside me to get through this. I'm going to lay my soul bare and I'm fucking terrified.
"I don't even know where to start."
He tenderly moved my hair from my face. "How about at the part that's making you so upset."
...I can't do it...I'm so ashamed.
Yes you can Bella. Tell him. Open up! You need this.
I look at him for reassurance and he gives me a nod-with a deep breath I start talking...It just comes out of me, wave after wave of painful memories rush forward. I tell him everything. My childhood with Gran, the abuse, the rape. Renee's death, running away, prostitution...Not once did I look up to see his reaction as I recounted the worst moments of my life.
My tears long since dried leaving my face feeling dry and puffy. My scalp hurt from my pulling on my hair but I kept pushing forward...
"I've lived off and on in shelters and motels to get by. I...I thought I was doing pretty good for myself until I found out I was pregnant."
This time I do look up to gauge his reaction. He seemed utterly shocked, but not disgusted. I can breathe a little easier now.
"You..."he seemed at a loss for words for a moment. "Where is the baby? I'm assuming you had it."
"Yes, she's with the Cullen's."
His eyes bug out. "You mean Carlise and Esme Cullen?"
"You know them?"
"Sure, they lived here in Forks for years with their kids. Good people, very nice. Why did you leave your baby with them?"
"I know it sounds crazy...Their son Edward saved me from getting attacked one night. He offered me a ride home and I fell asleep in his car, but when I woke up I was at his house. He sort of forced me to stay there through my pregnancy so that he could protect me and the baby. He took care of me."
"He forced himself on you?" Charlie spat.
"No, he's not like that. He took me off the street and kept me safe."
"Then what happened? Why did you leave?"
Now that part isn't as easy to explain.
"I'm just not ready. I always knew I was going to give the baby away as soon as she was born because I couldn't raise her. Well, Edward along with his family thought they could change my mind. He wanted to be a family; me, him, and the baby."
"And you don't want that?"
I don't know what I want anymore.
"I know I'm not good enough for him and I'm not ready to be a mother. Edward fell in love with her and I didn't want to mess that up...So I left. It was a package deal. He wanted both of us and...To be with him would mean I had to be her mother and I can't do that."
It's selfish. I'm selfish.
There was a time I didn't care about anything but getting money and trying to survive. I have a lot to lose now, a lot that I have lost...I don't want that to be a part of my life anymore.
Charlie cleared his throat. "Do you at least know who the father is?"
"Does he know about the baby?"
"He knows now." Small fucking world. This kind of shit only happens on soap operas and Lifetime movies. I can't believe this is my life.
"What does that mean?"
"Ummm...Ja...Jacob is her father."
His eyes really bugged out of his head then. "What? Bells none of this is making sense."
I know dad. Nothing makes sense, but this is my reality.
"We've been trying to figure out how we know each other but it wasn't until tonight that I remembered him. I met him at a college party, we got really drunk and had sex. It was the one and only time I've had sex without a condom and..."
"I get the picture." He grimaced. "Wow, this is a lot to take in."
"I'm sorry Charlie. If you want me to go I will."
Please don't make me leave.
"Of course I don't want you to go. I'll admit I'm shocked but I meant it when I said I will always be here for you. I love you Bells, you're my daughter. It may be twenty years too late but I want to make up for the time lost."
My heart swelled with so much love I could have burst at the seams. The proverbial weight is lifted and I'm able to relax into the strong arms of my father, but only a little. I'm still afraid though...Just thinking about tomorrow and what it might bring scares me, I just don't want to deal with it.
"I know Edward will come looking for me. I don't want to see him or any of them for that matter." I burrow further into my dad, it's like I can't get close enough.
"It's a small town honey." He says leaving it there.
I know the rest. I'll run into them whether I want to or not because this is my new test. In this new life I'm trying to create for myself I'll have to face the hard stuff head on no matter how terrified I am of the outcome. I don't like it, and as much as I would like to hide in my father's arms where I'm safe it's not enough to protect me.
"Everything is going to be fine sweetheart." He kissed my forehead and held me close.
That's where I fall asleep, right on his chest where the scary monsters of my dreams can't get me. Where Renee and Phil don't exist; they can't hurt me here. And as I fade deeper and deeper into the darkness I hear someone sobbing...I think its Charlie.
...But I'm too exhausted to open my eyes.
My big reveal the previous night brought a sort of peace when I woke up the next morning. I felt almost refreshed...Almost.
I could stay at home locked up in my room and pretend like nothing has changed, or I can go out and face the day, and whatever it has to bring... I'm going to work. It's inevitable. Either way I'm sure I'll bump into any of the Cullen's whether I'm trying to evade them or not. They're here in Forks, and it doesn't look like they're leaving anytime soon.
I just hope I don't run into Alice, I've got enough bruises to last me for a while.
After a quick shower I'm dressed and heading downstairs. Charlie and Mary are sitting on the couch whispering to each other. They stop once they see me; I'm sure I was the subject of their conversation. What I didn't expect was to see both of their eyes red rimmed and swollen. They're crying, and it's because of me.
"Bells, where are you going?" Dad asks wiping quickly at his eyes.
"I thought you had the day off." Mary frowned.
"I do, but I decided to pick up some extra hours. I'm sure Lucky won't care."
"Is that smart?" Mary started looking unsure. "I mean, after what happened last night are you sure you want to risk going out?"
I sighed and shook off any feeling of self-doubt. I have to do this. "It's either sit in the house and wallow, or go out and face what I know is going to happen anyway." I grabbed my jacket and purse from the hall. "Honestly, I'd just rather get it over with...I'll see you guys later."
I walked out of the door before they could try to talk me out of it. I'll end up regretting it, but what's one more thing to add to my list right? Pretty sure my name is on the lips of all the gossiping biddies around town anyway.
Walking into work I can feel the eyes of the patrons following me. We have regular customers here, most of them having been here the previous night and witnessed my fight. I put my things in the back and grab an apron and a notepad.
"What are you doing here Bella?" Lucky walked up behind me. He looked almost nervous that I was here.
"You have the day off though." Right, Captain Obvious.
"I wanted to pick up an extra shift. I need the money."
Lucky chuckled. "I can overlook the fact that you're outright lying to me, but the question is why?" He raised a greasy eyebrow at me.
"I just...Please just let me do this. It's going to be busy today and I know you could use the extra help."
"That's why I have Jessica, Lauren, and Ashley. I don't need a fourth."
He's really going to make this hard for me. "I'll tell you what, let me work half of the day. If it doesn't pick up I'll go home, but if it does you have to let me stay."
He stared at me for a moment before shaking his head and walking off, mumbling that the last time he checked, he was the owner of the restaurant. By noon the rush comes only proving my point that he needed an extra pair of hands on deck. Customer after customer floated through the door and it was a never ending cycle of cheeseburgers and cherry cobbler. I got lost in my duties, picking up the slack where the other girls have become overwhelmed. I take out the garbage, bust tables, sweep the floors, and I don't complain because I'm just glad to be doing something. We start to slow down about four, just as I was heading out to take a much needed break. My feet were killing me.
"Hey Bella, someone is asking for you." Jessica points over her shoulder.
Tanya is standing at the diner entrance staring at me. And so it begins…Although she's the last person I thought would show up first. She's still as beautiful as I remember but something seems off, there's a sadness in her eyes that wasn't there before I left. Her hair is pulled back in a tight bun and she's wearing no makeup…strange. Tanya Denali would never be caught dead looking like a regular woman, no she's always put together perfectly. So what's happened to that confident woman I once knew?
"Do you have a moment?" She asked as I approached her.
"Sure." I lead her to the back of the diner where a booth had just opened up. We sit, appraising each other for a moment.
"I never thought I would see you again." She smiled but it didn't quite reach her eyes.
I nod. "Likewise."
"How have you been?"
"I've been great."
"You look good..."
Another awkward pause settled between us.
"I'm happy you're ok." She said placing her hand on top of mine. The warmth of it made me smile.
"So you don't hate me too?"
She paused for a moment taking her hand back and placing it in her lap. When she met my gaze that same sadness had returned.
"I don't hate you because I understand how it feels sometimes when you just want to run away from it all. I have to give you credit, you got balls Swan."
"Yeah, well," I shrugged my shoulders, I wouldn't necessarily go that far. "So why are you here?"
She cleared her throat. "Well, I guess I'm here because I'm a glutton for punishment." She smirked but it was more for herself than it was for me. "I never thought I'd see you again, and while it initially made me sad, I was content with your decision…You were finally gone and I could go after what I really wanted."
"Edward." I said, she nodded.
"I've been in love with him for so long. We've known each other for years because of my friendship with Rose. As corny as it sounds it was love at first sight for me. I sat back and pined for him, even when I watched him marry Jane I couldn't help thinking that we were better suited for each other. When she died I felt terrible for him…He wasn't the same after that. He finally agreed to go on a date with me and I thought, finally he would see what he's been missing you know…The date was a disaster. I went home licking my wounds but I vowed to try again."
I think I know where this is headed and I can't say I really want to hear it.
"And then you came along. I hated you at first; even though I acted indifferent I just couldn't understand what he saw in you. I was beyond jealous because not only did he love you, but the Cullen's loved you too. So I decided to get to know you…and I'm glad I did. You are a wonderful person Bella whether you believe it or not, and when you left it was a blow to all of us. I saw my opportunity and went for it. I moved in with him and we began a sexual relationship, it was great up until a few weeks ago. I thought to myself, I finally have him. I saw us getting married and starting a family…I wanted it so bad I became obsessed about it. I started poking holes in the condoms; tried to deceive him into having unprotected sex so that I could get pregnant but he's too smart for that." She shook her head at her own stupidity.
"It was fucking stupid and when he caught me he completely cut me off. I won't allude to the idea that I had his heart in any way, shape, or form, but I had something. Now he can't even look at me… He won't touch me, he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. And now that he's found you I might as well not exist. He hates me, his family hates me, hell even the baby hates me." The emotion of everything she must be feeling inside is slowly coming to the surface. She's about to crack.
"You hurt him so bad when you left." She sniffed.
And that was it. She burst into tears. "He doesn't love me. He won't even try."
"Uhhh...Tanya, pull it together." I'm not trying to be a bitch, really I'm not. But she's wailing and people are starting to stare.
"I'm trying." She whimpered. "Why can't you just let him go?"
"I'm not doing anything."
"Release this hold you have over him."
"I'm not doing it on purpose. He's holding on because he chooses to do so, I have no say in that."
"Fuck, I know that it's just, when you left you broke him. It was worse than when his wife died...It isn't fair you know. I've been fucked over so much in my life, and the moment I think I have something good it blows up in my face. I'm a good person, I just want the same things in life that everyone else does." She sobbed.
"I know Tanya."
"I'm leaving." She wiped her tears with the back of her hand.
"They don't want me here, they never did." Well, that sucks.
"How are you getting back to Seattle?"
"Edward is letting me take his precious Volvo…It's the least he could do right?" She smiled as she started to leave the booth.
"Wait! Why come here and tell me all of this?"
She hesitated for a moment. "Maybe at first my intentions were to do it out of spite, but now I realize I needed to talk to someone and if memory serves me right, you were a great listener." She winked.
There's the Tanya I know and love. No apologies, she's laid herself out there and now she will hopefully move on from this. She pulls me into a bone crushing hug. "Don't worry, they'll forgive you." With that she strode out of the diner with her head held high.
That went better than I expected. I mean, I could have lived without ever knowing about her and Edward having sex, but at least she didn't come here to tell me about how much of an awful person I am. I appreciate that.
That's one down.
"Hey Swan, since you wanted to work today how about going back and washing some dishes." Lucky yelled from the back. Sighing, I drag my feet to the kitchen.
Maybe I should have stayed home after all.
I decided to leave the diner around 7, wanting to make the walk home before the sun completely set for the evening. Minus the unexpected visit from Tanya, the rest of the day went off without a hitch. I gathered my things, waved goodbye to everyone and high tailed it out of there. I was thoroughly tired as I began my trek home.
"BELLA!" Someone yelled my name.
Crap! Just when I thought I was in the clear.
Turning I spot Jake running toward me. I exhaled a sigh of relief, thankful to see him and not one of the Cullen's. As he approached me I could tell something was a little off. First, his shirt was inside out and the collar looked to have been pulled to the max, making it hang down over his left shoulder. His hair, while short, looked disheveled. His eyes were shifting frantically.
"Are you alright Jake?"
"Oh, I'm fine, just dandy."
"You don't seem fine. I know we have a lot to discuss."
"We don't have shit to discuss." He slurred. The closer he got the more I could smell the alcohol on his breath.
"You've been drinking."
"Just had a few beers."
A few my ass.
"Did you take a bath in beer?"
"Who are you my fucking mom? Stop talking to me like that." He swayed on his feet.
"Jake, this isn't like you-"
"How could you lie to me like this?"
I want to have this conversation with him but not while he's wasted.
"I didn't lie to you! I didn't even know it was you until last night."
"You're a whore!"
I try to contain the shock that I feel. "I'm not like that anymore."
"I can't believe I slept with a whore. You know that was my first time." He stumbled backward and almost fell but caught himself.
"I'm sorry," because that's all I can say. Nothing will change what's already done.
"Where is she?"
"The baby. Where is she? Where is my daughter?"
"Where the hell is she!?" He roughly grabbed my shoulders and shook me, not hard but enough to scare the shit out of me.
"Jake stop! Please calm down."
"I have a right to know!"
"If you don't back the hell up and take your hands off of her the only right you'll have is this ass whooping coming your way."
Emmett Cullen stood behind us, all 6'3 and built like a brick house line backer. Jake dropped his hands and backed away, tripping over his feet as he did.
"You ok Bella?" Emmett looked between us.
"Y…Yes, I'm fine."
"Did he hurt you?"
"No. He's drunk and upset."
"Get in, I'm taking you home."
"Em you don't have to-"
He threw his hand up to stop me from speaking. "Both of you, get in."
I quickly get into the front seat, and Jake too drunk to even see what's in front of him fell into the backseat.
In my experience, men as tall and built as Emmett are the ones you should be weary of. They can literally crush you when pushed to their limit; I've seen it many times. While I've never been afraid of Emmett because he's always been a gentle giant, I am however intimidated as hell right now. He hasn't said anything which is not in his character, and his face has remained impassive, again not in his character. I can't read him at all.
From time to time I take a peek just to gauge his mood. Nothing…
I notice we're almost on the reservation; Emmett never asked where Jake lived so he must be familiar with the area. A light snore broke the silence and I glance at the backseat to see Jake slumped over. Poor baby, I feel so bad for driving him to this. I hope we can have that very important talk when he's in his right mind.
We pull into the dirt driveway and Em sets the car in park. It's obvious Jake is too far gone to walk, so while I run up to the house and knock on the door, Emmett hauls Jake over his shoulder like he weighs nothing. It's oddly hilarious because while not quite as buff, Jake can match Emmett in weight and height.
Billy opens the door, takes one look at his son and shakes his head. He backed his wheelchair away and motioned us inside.
"Hey Mr. Black, long time no see." Emmett smiled as he walked into the house. He dropped Jake on the couch and rubbed his shoulder.
"Emmett Cullen in the flesh. It's been a long time indeed." Billy shook his hand, he then looked at me and smiled.
"Bella, it's always a pleasure."
"How are you Billy? Lookin' good." I lean down to hug him, which he returns warmly.
"Strong as ever…So, what did my knucklehead son do this time?"
"He had a little too much to drink." I tried to play it off as if this was normal behavior, but Billy knows just as much as I do that nothing about Jake's behavior is normal, not even in the slightest.
Billy eyes me curiously because he's not blind, I'm sure Jake told him something, maybe not the entire story but he knows. Him knowing about the baby also affects him. I don't want him to hate me either.
"Thank you guys for bringing him home. I think I can handle it from here." Billy said, almost as if he wanted to get us out in a hurry.
"It was nice seeing you Billy. Maybe before I leave we could catch up on some fishing."
"Of course, just let me know and I'll be there." Billy wheeled himself to the door and opened it for us.
"See ya Billy."
Emmett and I descend back into uncomfortable silence as we get in the car and he pulls off.
"Umm…" I clear my throat, "how do you know Billy?" I asked, not being able to take the quiet much longer.
"Me and Billy go way back. How do you know him?"
"He's my dad's bestfriend." He nods, continuing to stare forward.
"I almost forgot he had a son. He's pretty young isn't he?"
"Um, yes…He's in college."
I don't want to talk about Jake anymore, pretty sure he doesn't either. I don't want to talk at all if he's going to yell at me. We're quiet until we arrive back on the main road heading to Forks.
"Listen, I'm not going to sit here and pretend that what you did hasn't affected us all. I may not understand why you did it, but I've never walked in your shoes. There was a reason for all of this; I have to believe that because it hurts less." Emmett never took his eyes off the road but it still felt like he was staring right through me. He could see all of my bullshit, my flaws, my insecurities…
"I'm sorry." Why does it feel like I've said this one hundred times today? Each time it gets heavier.
"No, don't apologize. I just want to know if it was worth it. Have you found what you're looking for…are you happy?" A loaded question.
"I am…happier." Because I am.
He shook his head. "So that leads me to believe you running away has defeated its purpose."
"No, I had to go."
"But you aren't happy."
"I'm working on it. Can you live with that?" I ask softly.
He seemed to contemplate it for a moment, rolling it back and forth in his head. "I can live with that. Can't say the same for the rest of the family but, it's cool."
He pulled up in front of my house and put the car in park. I didn't even tell him where I lived…I just needed to know one last thing before I got out.
"How much longer do I have before he comes to find me?"
He sighed, running his hand over his face. "He's trying to give you some space, but honestly, he's going to crack at any moment."
I know he's coming, and when he finds me I won't be able to run anymore.
"Anytime B…I miss having you around."
"Yeah, me too."
A/N: Yes, it's been forever. It takes me a while because I'm working but I promise if you stick with me I will finish the story. Tell me what you think. Did you like it? Did it suck? Up next, Edward and Bella meet and have a serious conversation…and maybe some heated kissing. We'll see. Until next time….