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Chapter 1

"I love you." I woke up in a cold sweat with tears running down my face. Why did I constantly have that dream? It never changed, ever, Jacob and I

ran down the streets of Detroit, Texas, smiling and laughing like we didn't have a care in the world. Suddenly, his face would go blank, his eyes glazed over and

he uttered his last words 'I love you', that's usually when I would wake up in a cold sweat and gasping for air. I glanced at the clock next to my bed, it read

'2:49 AM', knowing that I wouldn't go back to sleep anytime soon I threw my cover back and began to walk downstairs to get a glass of warm milk to help me

go back to sleep.

As I walked into the kitchen I saw my dad, Charlie, unfolding boxes, what was he doing up? "Can't sleep?" I asked grabbing a glass out of the cupboard.

"No, too nervous, why are you up?"

"Nervous about what?" I grabbed the milk, pouring half a glass then putting it up.

"Bella, sit down," Charlie said moving a box, he sighed, "Bella, we're moving, your mother and I think it would be good for you to get out of this town."

"No."

"Bella, he's dead, he's not coming back, you need a change of pace," Charlie touched my hand, I jerked back. I wasn't leaving this place, it was my last

connection to Jake, "This will be good for all of us."

"For us? Or for me?" I asked getting up and walking back to my room. My intention when going to kitchen had been to get some privacy and collect my

thoughts, not to find out we're moving. I climbed back under the covers and looked at the photo of Jake next to my bed, a tear escaped as I touched the

picture.

Jake had been stunningly handsome, all of the girls in high school wanted him, but he picked me over all of them. We had dated for three years,

beginning our senior year in high school, we had fought a lot because we were so different, like fire and rain; he like cold, I preffered warm, he liked unsweet

tea, I liked sweet, he was impulsive, I planned things out. To be honest, we were planning on getting married eventually, we had a made a promise when we

graduated that we would get married one day when we knew that we could settle down. Charlie and my mom, Renne, had loved Jake as their own son, they

would have approved of us getting married, in fact Jake lived with us for a year because his dad had been in jail and Jake, being a minor, couldn't live on his

own. "I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything for you Jake," I whispered touching his face in the picture, "I'll never forgive myself." I set the picture back down and

pulled my blanket up to my chin. I could see the moon beams on my floor, the trees danced in the window and their shadows were on my floor, dancing as well.

'Only the good die young,' that's what I've heard, well, Jake must have been awfully good to die at the age of 20. It had been one year since Jake

died, I was 21 and missed him with ever part of my body every single day. It was agony living without him, I knew 100% that I would never love anyone the

way I loved him. It just wasn't possible.

A/N: So, not the longest it could be but this is the ONLY short chapter I will have. Just not much to do with Bella yet. FACEBOOK GROUP! Mrs. DamonS Fanfictions! Please ask to join for sneak peeks and photos!