Chapter 3! Here you go guys! Enjoy!

I appologize if there are any spelling/grammatical errors. I just couldn't bring myself to proof read it. I just got my wisdom teeth removed and I'm in some pain (that'll probably get worse).

Disclaimer: As you might've guessed, still don't own. I'm working on it, though! (but I doubt it'll go anywhere, lol.)

EPOV

I woke up around noon, my memories disoriented. I vaguely remembered going to a beach, reminiscing, crying, then coming home and crashing. It was Saturday and it was likely my whole family was home, downstairs, waiting for me to join them.

I sat up and the room swayed, my throat clenching. I'd gotten though another day. That was good.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, taking in deep breaths. Soon my heart slowed to its normal pace, and I got out of bed, my muscles aching. A shower sounded heavenly. Plus, that would prolong the meeting with my family.

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An hour later I was dressed, my hair wet, and my mind awake. I had stood under freezing cold water for a minute, letting my mind wake up, before I turned the shower knob to as hot as it could go, the droplets scorching my skin.

My mood was better, but I still didn't want to talk to them. Not yet. So I fished my phone out of my dirty jeans and turned it on. A soft chuckle escaped my mouth as I saw that I had over 50 missed called and over 50 new text messages.

I took my time deleting them, reading each message.

come home eddie –em

Edward, please come back. We can talk this through. –alice

Edward, please just respond and tell me you're okay. –esme

Get your butt home, Edward. Emmett is worried. –rose

All the messages were some variation of that. Most were in the morning/afternoon. Only a few had been sent at night. They must've given up.

A loud call shook me from my thoughts. "We know you're up there, Edward! Get down here!" Alice yelled. For someone so small, she had an awfully loud voice.

"Coming," I yelled back, rolling my eyes. I fixed my white shirt and my jeans, pulling socks on. I was kind of chilled. No idea if that was a cold caught from the beach or from my lack of sleep, but I was cold.

I trudged downstairs, wishing I could avoid facing the music just a little bit longer.

But as I entered the family room, I couldn't help but smile. I had this huge family that loved me—I shouldn't take them for granted, or ignore them. I sighed and sat in a chair, the rest of my family arranged on the numerous matching couches.

"So…" I started, not knowing where to begin. They all just stared at me, as if waiting for me to continue.

"I drove to California, Crescent City. I went to the beach. I thought. Then I came back," I explained, glancing around.

My parents seemed relieved in a way. I knew what they were thinking—they were glad that I'd finally gotten to California. That was the first step to accepting my real family's death.

"Can I go now?" I asked, standing. "I'm kind of tired."

Esme nodded and I fled the room, glad to be by myself.

But my alone-time didn't last long. Alice knocked on my door soon after, entering softly. She walked to my bed with a kind of grace only she could possess. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she sat on the floor, crossing her legs.

"What's on your mind?" she asked, though it wasn't really a question, more of a statement.

"Everything," I muttered, resting my elbows on my knees. I leaned forward and placed my head in my hands, sighing deeply. My hands ran through my messy hair as I thought.

Alice was watching me closely, cocking her head to the side as she analyzed my posture. "You're upset. Relieved? Tired. You cried at the beach, did that help?"

I squeezed my eyes shut and nodded sharply, not wanting to talk for fear my emotions would take over. I didn't like being vulnerable. Men didn't cry. I didn't even wonder how she knew all this. Alice just knew.

After a moment of silence, Alice gently touched my leg. "C'mon, Eddie," she said, using my horrible nickname fondly. "Go grab something to eat, get some rest, and tomorrow we'll go to the mall. Teen's day out, maybe catch a movie. Okay?"

I nodded and she left the room, slipping out the door.

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The next day…

AlicePOV

I dragged Edward forcefully to my yellow Porsche. Jasper was coming with me in my car, while Rosalie and Emmett went in Rose's red convertible. I wasn't going to let Edward drive his Volvo there himself—chances are he would never show up.

"You don't give me enough credit," Edward muttered as if he had known what I was thinking. I just rolled my eyes and shoved him into the back seat.

We got to the tiny mall in Port Angeles in record time as we always did. Since we had fast cars, we drove fast.

Jasper and I got out, and I pretty much carried Edward to the mall entrance. He wasn't too thrilled about this expedition, that much was clear.

"God, Edward, you're heavy," I gasped, pushing him through the door of the mall. He mumbled something that I couldn't make out, and probably didn't want to. "Grow up," I growled, kicking him in the shin. He flinched and frowned, walking forward with the group.

We'd walked through half the mall, stopping and shopping at some stores. Well, it was more like me and Rose were shopping. The guys just watched, paid, and carried our bags.

We were heading towards the food court when we turned a corner and Edward ran straight into a girl from our school, Bella. I saw Emmett's grin, finally the two would meet! I mean, I didn't want to push Edward, but if he found his significant other, it would be much easer to live with him.

"Crap, sorry," Edward muttered, bending down to grab a bag that had fallen.

BPOV

Charlie had forced me out of the house, saying I should go shopping or meet some people, or something. He wanted to go fishing (again!) and didn't want to feel guilty with leaving me home alone.

So I had reluctantly driven my Chevy pickup to Port Angeles. It had taken me quite a while, what with the car not able to drive over 55. 50 was pushing the limit!

I got to the mall and decided to get some food first. There was a convenient book store in the food court, so I bought a few books and ate some Chinese food.

I was leaving the foot court in search of some clothing this mall had that I might actually wear (Victoria's Secret© was an absolute no) when I plowed right into this guy. I laughed and picked up a book that had fallen out of my bag, which the guy had picked up.

"Hey, thanks, sorry, I'm just naturally clumsy." I apologized with a half smile, taking the bag from his hand.

He didn't say anything at first, and I glanced at him, then to the party behind him. The bear guy was watching! Ugh.

"You must be Edward Cullen," I added casually. You wouldn't believe how much stuff I had learned about him just by knowing his name. Emmett (the bear guy had a name) had told me his name and all I had to do was ask a nearby cheerleader who Edward was.

She went, "He's just about the hottest guy in all of Washington! *giggle*"

After asking some more intelligent people, I figured out his last name was Cullen, he was adopted (like the rest of the Cullen kids), he had amazing green eyes, and had this perfectly messed up bronze hair.

The guy I knocked into fit the description perfectly. Only, he was way cuter than I had imagined. I'm not one to care about the looks of a guy, but seriously—you couldn't help but look at him!

Edward still hadn't said anything and I wrinkled my nose, chewing on my lower lip. Had I said something wrong? Did he think I wasn't fit to deserve his attention?

After another moment of silence, I shifted uncomfortably. I tried to look at his friends, but I couldn't break the eye contact. His green eyes were just too bright.

After minute went by and I saw some recognition light up his eyes. "Jenny," he whispered, his voice hoarse. A second later, he turned and fled, running out of the mall.

What had I done? My eyes were wide, confused. Jenny? I was Bella, not Jenny.

EmmettPOV

What the hell, Edward? I thought, watching as he ran from the mall. At least he didn't have a car, so he couldn't get far. I started after him, but Jasper caught my arm.

"Don't we own Bella an explanation?" he said, nodding his head towards Bella, who looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Oh, right," I frowned, and nodded. I then shot a wide smile at Bella. "He's not always like that, don't worry. You guys will totally like each other once Edward is in his right mind,"

Bella shot me a look of disgust. "Uh, no thanks. I have to go now." She began to walk away, but Alice caught her arm.

"I'm sorry he acted that way, Bella. I'd like to explain it to you if you'd let me, please."

I looked at my little midget of a sister. Explain what? Then it hit me. Damnit, Jenny. That was his younger sister. Did they look the same, maybe?

Bella looked from face to face, as if she was unsure. Finally, she gave in. "You can follow us home," Jasper suggested, and led the way out of the mall.

Just then, I got a text from Edward.

don't follow me –edward

I sighed and, for once, listened to my brother.

BPOV

Okay, so now I was going to some strangers' house to listen to a story about some guy who had taken one look at me and ran away. And I thought Forks would be boring!

I got into my truck and followed them home, losing sight of the bright red and yellow cars twice as they sped away, their cars impossibly fast compared to my pickup.

They turned sharply onto a long, narrow path surrounding on either side by trees.

A few minutes of turning and twisting later, I pulled up in front of an amazing house. It had white walls and glass ones, some windows open, some closed. There were a bunch of grand steps up to the front door, and the house seemed to stretch up into the trees, it was so tall. It had an air of elegance, yet it seemed homey and welcoming too.

I slowly got out, my boring jeans and long-sleeved gray shirt feeling out of place in this magical, yet expensive, land.

I followed the beautiful family to the door and into a tastefully-furnished house. Emmett led the way to the kitchen where a mother-like figure was making cookies. She was gorgeous just like her "kids".

"Who is this?" she asked, glancing up only once, taking the hot cookie sheet out of the oven, two oven mitts protecting her hands.

"Esme, this is Bella," Emmett said, kind of embarrassed.

"Where's Edward?" Esme asked, suddenly concerned, taking the mitts off.

"Gone. He called her Jenny." Jasper said flatly. The 4 kids knew something I didn't.

Esme took a better look at me and gasped softly. "Goodness, she does look like Jenny, grown up though."

Rose nodded. "He took one look and left."

EsmePOV

She looked just like Jenny would if she had survived another 10 or 12 years. Carlisle and I are the only Cullens to have seen a picture of Edward's family, save Edward.

The resemblance was uncanny; Bella had the same deep brown eyes that Jenny had. The hair was the same, even the red blush was the same. In the only picture I had of Edward's family, Jenny was blushing fiercely, a shy smile on her face.

Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, and Emmett were orphaned much younger, ranging from ages 1 to 3, so the first memories they had were of Carlisle and me. They didn't remember their real parents or siblings, if they had them. Edward was older, and had a very strong memory, so he remembered his past.

I couldn't blame him for running. But Bella deserved to know why he had. I just hoped he wouldn't be too mad with me for telling her his story.

I motioned for everyone to crowd around the island in the middle of the kitchen, where the cookie sheet was cooling. "I guess I'll tell Bella why that happened," she murmured, her hand whipping out to smack Emmett's hand away as it reached for a cookie.

I look at the scared girl and smiled softly. "You see, Bella, Edward had a younger sister named Jenny. He loved her so. But his family died in a fire when he was just 6. Jenny was his best friend and he would tell me about all of the fun they had. Sometimes, he pretended she was still alive, talking about her like he would see her the next day.

"I don't think he ever got over the loss of her. After Carlisle and I adopted him, he would have nightmares, calling out for Jenny in his sleep. He would yell for his mother and father, but Jenny's name was said more than the others. He had such a strong bond with her, even at 6 years old.

"And, well, you look just like her, like she would look if she was 10 years older. The same hair, the same eyes, the same smile, the same build, the same blush… Edward must've been taken by surprise.

"Yeah," Bella murmured. "He just stared at me for the longest time. Then he whispered 'Jenny,' and ran away like he'd seen a ghost."

Everyone laughed, and Alice commented, "He probably thought he did see a ghost."

Bella shook her head and asked, "So it's been 10 years since his family died?"

"11," Rose corrected, rolling her eyes as Emmett snatched a cookie from the pan and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Then… Why hasn't he let go?" Bella asked quietly. "My mother and step-father passed in a car crash a month ago, but I mean, to hold on for 11 years…" Her eyes got wet and she blinked furiously, biting her bottom lip.

Everyone looked at her, eyes expressing pity that Bella probably didn't want to see.

I sighed. That question got asked a lot. "I'm sorry about your loss, Bella, but I don't really know. Maybe if Edward could visit the cemetery, just once, he would." Bella snapped her head up, shocked.

"He hasn't visited them at all?" She asked, her eyes narrowing. "That's horrible! I visited Renee constantly before I moved, telling her all about my day, just to feel close to her. But to not visit for 11 years?"

Bella seemed angry now, and I gingerly placed a hand on her arm. "Bella, sweetie, calm down. I'm sure this is a shock to you, but it's not like we can force Edward to go. He'll go when he's ready."

Bella nodded and sighed, standing up straight. "Thank you for inviting me in, Mrs. Cullen. And for the cookies." With that, she turned and left. She hadn't taken one cookie, I noticed, and shook my head.

BPOV

Dear Diary,

Today was absolutely insane.

Basically, this super-cute guy I've only met once hates my guts because I look like his dead sister. Great.

Then I went to the super-cute guy's house and his family told me his story. Turns out it's been 11 years, and Edward hasn't ONCE visited his parents and sister at the cemetery.

Jerk.

Anyways, I need to sleep. Tomorrow is Monday. I really hope I don't see Edward. If I do, I'm ignoring him.

I'll write more on this event when I'm not so exhausted.

Bella

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This chapter was 8 and a half pages in word! The longest yet! You may or may not have noticed a pattern that each chapter is longer. That probably will keep happening! I can't promise novel-length chapters, but 8-15 pages in word is good, right?

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This chapter I was listening to music while writing. Fast songs, slow songs, happy songs, sad songs, so if there are any quick changes in emotion, blame the songs. I write how I feel, and I feel what I listen too. Heh.