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Prologue: Too Late

Present-Day

She is going to marry another man, one that doesn’t deserve her kisses, her caresses, and her

love. She is everything a man could desire, and more. She is my angel, my soul mate. I never

thought that I would find my soul mate when I was nine. Before my eyes, she became the

most fascinating, beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life.

I’m in love with my best friend. I never knew that someone could wrap themselves up in our

lives as a trusted confidant, and then take control over our heart. Over time, my feelings for

her have deepened, became more intense. The longing that I have for her breaks my heart,

because she is soon to be out of my reach.

I shouldn’t be here. I should be anywhere but here. Sleep wasn’t something that could come

to me, so I got on my motorcycle and lost myself in the night. Everywhere I went, the image

of her flashed before my eyes. Like a ghost, she haunted me, floating in my thoughts. The

lake, the field that I danced with her, the bar that I finally saw her for what she really was

tugged at my heart strings, making me ache with want. Normally the rumble of the engine

beneath me would calm me, but not today. I couldn’t forget her. All I could see in my mind

was her chocolate eyes, her flowing brunette hair, her gentle heart-shaped face, and the many

curves of her body. A body that I wanted so badly, the lips I wanted to kiss. I want everything

she has and could offer. All I could do was stare at the stained-glass windows of the church

that held the wedding of my love, a wedding that I was not the groom at.

I had been a fool. I let her slip through my fingers. It was really stupid on my part. She tells

me that she loves me, wants me, and I tell her that it would be better for us to be friends. I

didn’t want to take a chance of losing her, losing the only thing that matters. But, in the end, I

still lost everything. I just wanted to be near her and now my only way of doing so is to stare

at the building that holds the woman I love. Dressed in an exquisite wedding dress draped in

silks, looking up into someone else’s eyes preparing to say vows before God to love, honor,

and cherish him. The thought of that made me feel sick, like I want to die.

Damn it to hell! I screwed up royally and I was paying for it. I could have all these loving

feelings for her, but would it really matter? I didn’t do enough to make her see how much I

love her and that it was my love that she wanted, not his. I wanted to punch something, but

what’s the use in that? Sitting here wasn’t going to help me either. She was getting married,

and it wasn’t me at her side, and it was my fault. How could I have been so stupid? A

beautiful woman tells me she loves me and I refuse her.

I was definitely not acting like the typical man. If it would have been any other woman I

would have used her until I was bored and then get rid of her. I had so many women in my

life and they were nothing to me. But not Bella. I love her. I couldn’t stand seeing her hurt

and even worse knowing I was the cause. Maybe it was the thought of hurting my best friend,

or maybe my heart knew something that I wasn’t conscious of at the time, that she was the

love of my life.

The more I sat there in the parking lot staring up at the church the angrier I got. I had to get

out of there. To flee with the wind and leave my thoughts behind me. To let the speed

consume me until my mind is so numb I couldn’t feel. Maybe then I would start to forget.

I was about to start my bike, when I heard a slam of doors of the church. Turning back to the

doorway stood my angel dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, her hair falling down around

her face.

Her eyes were filled with tears. Each teardrop was like a knife into my soul. I locked eyes

with her. Everything was quiet, and in that moment I wanted to jump up and sweep her up

into my arms and comfort her and protect her from whatever was causing her harm. But what

if I was the cause of her pain?

She began to take steps toward me. It was as if she was fighting her own personal demons.

Like she was unsure of if she wanted to come any closer to me. I wanted her to. I wanted to

wipe away all the tears from her lovely face and wrap my arms around her. But what claim

did I have? I had lost, hadn’t I?

I finally got enough courage to speak, though I didn’t really know what to say to her. “Bella?”

I whispered.

I wouldn’t have noticed the man behind her if I hadn’t heard the doors slam again. Both our

attentions turned to a man standing just outside the door. Dressed in his silken tuxedo, he

stared at both of us. When he saw me, I knew he wanted to rip me apart. He blamed me for

this. His dark eyes bored into my soul and I know he wanted me dead this very moment.

“Bella, I love you. I want you to be my wife. Please, come back inside.” He begged.

I watched the struggle in her eyes. Her voice was barely a whisper when she turned to him. “I

don’t think I can. I don’t know what to do.”

Her eyes traveled back to mine and I wanted to beg her to stay with me, love me, to marry me.

I knew I couldn’t do that to her, that would have been selfish. I had already done too much to

her. This was her choice.

With a trembling voice, I spoke to her.

“I love you, Bella. You are my heart, my soul, my everything. I was such a fool to tell you all

those years ago that I didn’t want your love. I missed out on so much with you, but this is

your choice. I have been a complete asshole to you about your feelings for me, but you have

always believed that I was this good and sweet person. You make me want to be that person.

I’m tired of the womanizing, I want a person that means something to me, and that person is

you. If you love him more than me, I will go away and leave you to your happiness. The only

thing that really matters is your happiness.”

After I told her what I felt, it was as if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, but now it

was a waiting game. Bella’s eyes moved from me to the eyes of her fiancé. The question was

who she would pick, me or Jacob Black.

Chapter 1: Memories of Friendship

September 2003

“Bella, get out of bed. You’re going to be late.”

Groaning, I rolled over in bed and shoved my head down in the pillow. Renee Swan was just

too perky in the morning. At times, I wondered if she didn’t pick up the wrong baby at the

hospital to take home because we were nothing alike. After pulling the covers back up around

my head and was settled enough that I could fall back asleep, I felt the covers being ripped off

my body and I jerked around to see her standing at the foot of my bed.

“Up.”

I glanced at the alarm clock to see it read 5:30 in the morning. Snatching back the covers I

rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. Again, the covers were taken and this time she didn’t

release them. I rolled over to stare at her.

“It’s too early,” I groaned, “Let me sleep.”

My mother’s tone said it all. “You shouldn’t have let Edward break your truck then. Now you

have to depend on him getting you to school. Get in the shower. He’ll be here early you

know.”

Watching her leave the room, I kept wondering how she was actually my mother. I picked up

my glasses that were lying beside my bed, put them on, and finally climbed out. I almost

stumbled to the floor, but that wasn’t anything really new though. Morning wasn’t my best

time of day. I required a few hours worth of wake up time to be able to walk.

After grabbing my toiletries, I went into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I was

internally grumbling at Edward. My mom was right too. I shouldn’t have let him break my

truck, now it’s at his house, parked next to his car being fixed. He wanted to try off-road

driving with my truck and it ended up breaking all my shocks, so the engine now required a

complete tune-up. I really hated him sometimes.

It’s at times when he does these kinds of things that I questioned my sanity about being his

friend. Edward Cullen wasn’t your typical guy. He just had this way of doing things and most

people really didn’t understand him. I, however, have been his friend since my family moved

to Forks all those years ago. Some days I would think back to those moments. It almost seems

like yesterday when it happened.

“ Mom, I don’t want to go to school here. I am going to miss Sarah and Maggie. I can’t go to

school without them.”

I remember my mom taking my hand and leading me up the steps of Forks Elementary school

and into the principal’s office.

She leaned down and whispered, “You will be fine, Bella. Kids move to new schools all the

time and you will make new friends.”

After what felt like forever, Mom lead me down the hallway past the other classrooms and

stopped in front of the door that had a large three by it. Third grade. . . Meeting my eyes, she

realized I was terrified.

Wrapping her arms around me she gave me a sense of security, but I knew that she couldn’t

stay here like that with me all day or forever. She looked at me and smiled. “Bella, you will be

fine. You will make all kinds of new friends and soon this place will be like it was back in

Marion.” She kissed me on the forehead and released me from her touch. Motioning to me to

open the door, I reached out, turned the knob and pulled the door open. I looked once more at

my mother before I urged myself inside.

Everyone in the room stared at me. I never liked being the center of attention but I was at this

point. Crossing the room, I stood before the teacher with the small handful of papers that I

had to give her. She appeared to be very nice. She was small in stature, and had brilliant

eyes. Her voice sent me to a place of comfort.

“ Hello, Isabella. I’m Mrs. Kern. Welcome to Forks.”

I blushed. I wasn’t used to people calling me by my full name. “Just Bella, please.” She

smiled and took my hand and led me to the front of the class.

“ Class, this is Bella Swan, she just moved here from Marion, Illinois. I know you all will make

her feel welcome here and please help her if she needs it.”

I blushed again at the attention. She led me across the room to an open desk and that was

when I saw him. He had the greenest eyes ever and his bronze hair was a mess. He looked up

at me with cold eyes, and it frightened me even more.

Mrs. Kern told me to sit down there and she retrieved me some textbooks to put in my desk.

Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the bronze-haired, green- eyed boy next to me. He

seemed just annoyed that he had to be there.

The boy a seat over leaned over and whispered, “Hey, Edward… kickball at lunch?”

“ Jasper, that is a really stupid question to ask me. Yes.”

Edward…

The day went on and on, but I spoke to no one. I was just too shy to talk to anyone. I had

never been one to be too talkative, and it was clear now too. I ate lunch alone, but I saw the

boys called Edward and Jasper eating lunch with another boy and two girls. I didn’t know

why I was fascinated with Edward. I never really played with that many boys back home.

They had cooties. He glanced over my way when I was looking, but I glanced down at my

food in hopes that he hadn’t noticed me staring at him.

Lunch recess was very uneventful for the most part, but it was near the end that the problems

came up. Two girls came up to me while I was on the swing and stood in front of me, blocking

me. One, who was obviously the ring leader, spoke to me with a very nasal voice. “I’m

Lauren. This is Jessica.”

“ Hello.”

The one called Lauren then pulled at my shirt and sneered at it. “You must be poor, because

you don’t have very nice clothes.” I looked up at her and I was terrified. Both girls started to

laugh at me and when I tried to get away from them, Jessica pushed me to the ground.

I didn’t want to cry in front of them, but I couldn’t help myself. While this had happened more

and more kids were circling around me. Second, third, and forth graders were all laughing at

me.

“ Hey… leave her alone.”

I looked up to see those green eyes again looking at me. He was pushing kids away from me

and placed himself in front of me. He looked very menacing too. The group acted as if they

wanted to get involved more but the sight of another boy scared them off. He was huge!

“ Got this under control, Eddie?”

He glared back at him, “Yes, Emmett.” He didn’t move from his stance in front of me either.

Lauren stood in front of the group and glared at him. “I guess you have another freak to add

your group of friends, but I wouldn’t want her with me either if I was you. I thought you had

better taste than someone like her, Cullen.”

The group scattered and I still sat on the ground, trying to wipe away my tears. What really

surprised me was the hand that was extended in front of me. I looked up to meet his green

eyes. He looked almost sad. I took his hand and stumbled some and he caught me to keep me

from falling to the ground again. I tried not to look him in the eyes, but he took his fingers and

raised my face so that our eyes met.

“ Are you okay?”

I nodded. He smiled at me and helped me to my feet. I thought he would turn around and go

back to his friends. I was going to go back to my swing and leave them alone too. He reached

out and grabbed my hand to stop me though.

“ Come with us.”

I stared at him and looked to the others that were with him. The two boys looked confused but

not really upset at the thought of me being with them. One of the girls, one that I recognized

from class this morning, looked rather annoyed by my presence. The other, small and very

pixie-like, was jumping up and down next to that I knew to be called Jasper. She dashed over

to my side.

“ Hi, I’m Alice. I’m Edward’s sister, the big guy over there is our older brother, Emmett, and

they are Jasper and Rosalie Hale.”

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