Jake's screams mixed with my own snapped me out of my daydream as I was reminded of the torture I had bared there. My eyes drifted to the ally where he was shot and I tensed as it replayed in my head as perfect as I remembered it happening.

I jumped when someone walked by and brushed against me as my nerves were on edge and closed my eyes tight to control myself. I needed to get away from there. As much as it made me happy to remember having my store and living my dreams, it was always going to haunt me.

An hour or so later of aimlessly walking around the city I finally decided to turn my phone back on. I knew if I was in their situation I would be worried sick, but I figured my emotions were under control enough to deal with whatever came.

Thirteen missed calls, six voice mails and eleven text messages and I knew then what I had created. Most were from Edward, but Jake didn't give up trying to contact me either. I sighed, not ready to go back home just yet and found a place to sit while I tried putting everything together once I went through my phone.

I prepared myself as I called Edward back. It literally took one ring before I heard his voice. "Bella, thank God, are you ok?"

There was no denying he was worried about me. "I'm fine."

"I'm so sor-"

I cut him off. "Please don't." I sighed. "Just let me be alone for a while to clear my head. I'm not going to leave, I just need time to think."

"Is there anything I can do?" He pleaded with me.

I closed my eyes and dropped my head into my hand while still holding the phone with the other. It was too difficult to think straight talking to him because all I wanted to do was have him hold me. "No…"

He tried to compose himself, even though I wasn't right there with him I could tell from his breathing. "I love you…I hope you forgive me."

I had to choke back my own emotions then. "I love you too…I'll give you a call soon." And that was it.