BPOV

    The second Alice and Jasper had left, taking the camera with them I might add, Owen and Al dropped what they were doing-which was getting started on cleaning up-and looked at me.

    “ She IS a pixie!!” Al squealed. I laughed at that. That was what everyone thought when they first saw her, besides the fact that she was extraordinarily beautiful. Owen was looking at me, analyzing my face and the situation. Then he gasped. Then Al gasped, having probably heard what he was thinking.

    “ They’re in your class?!” they asked at the same time. I sighed and nodded, sliding off of the counter. I walked over to them, and smiled at them. Of course they would think that. And of course they would have that worried look on their face.

    “ Yours.” I said, before giving them each a kiss on the cheek. “ I want this cleaned up before I wake up in the morning, but don’t stay up all night.” I said, eyeing the drying cheese, mayonnaise, dressing, and egg all over the kitchen. Then I walked past them, grabbed my laptop from the living room, and went up stairs and into my room.

    I sat my laptop down on the dresser and plopped backward onto my bed with a sigh. Well, this has been an emotional day, and I didn’t even have cheese whiz to make it better. I starred up at the popcorn in the ceiling as my mattress enveloped my body. I wasn’t really sure I would be able to go to sleep. Not with vampires that could very easily come and kill me and my family running around out there. Not with my ex somewhere near me.

    But, with the thought of him, I felt an overwhelming wave of ease. Surprisingly. And, I stood off of the bed, locked my door quickly-I couldn’t be interrupted if I did this-and headed for my closet. I sighed and reached up onto my shelf, and pulled out a small box that was covered in dust. My breathing became ragged and quickly turned to hyperventilation.

    I quickly put the box back, and collapsed onto the floor, my arms going around my chest. They hadn’t been done that in so long. During my time with Jacob, my arms weren’t able to hold me together, nothing could.
    
     Except for a few things.

    I shook my head, and forced myself to stand up. I’m not going to do that. No, not going to. I slowly made my way to the door, unlocked it, and the went back to the bed. I slowly crawled under the blanket and curled myself up into a ball, and began shaking with concealed sobs.

    I couldn’t handle this. I wasn’t going to be able to stand TWO hours with them in front of me. I wasn’t going to be able to go through seeing someone else there, where I was supposed to be. I should never have given him up. I shouldn’t have gotten scared. I shouldn’t have thought about what everyone wanted me to do rather than what I wanted to do. I shouldn’t have. If I could go back, I’d-
    
     No, stop! I yelled mentally to myself. Stop right there!! Do NOT regret doing it. If you didn’t do it you wouldn’t have Owen and Al!! There would be nothing that could replace them.

    I took a deep breath, actually a little scared at where my thoughts had taken me. I’d never regretted doing what I did, not even on a bad day with Jacob. Never. And now- Tears streamed down my face at the thought. God, what kind of mother was I to even think about that? My arms wrapped even tighter around my chest, hoping to help me.

    It didn’t, and I fell asleep crying over what a horrible person I was. The good thing was, it was the first night in eighteen years I didn’t have a nightmare about the worst.
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    A/N: Yes, I know it’s short and I’m sorry, but it’s late, and I’m not really supposed to be on the computer right now!!! Anyway, just so you know my fingers are NOT numb anymore, your reviews worked!!!! So review!!!!!!!! I promise next chapter will be longer and better. Love you all!!!