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Love And Insanity

Bella jokingly asks Edward to do something for her, he takes her seroiusly and because he loves her so much, he does it, and the repercussions are worse then either of them could have ever imagined. We got the idea for this story after listening to "The Way I Loved You" By Taylor Swift.

I co-wrote this story with my best friend, Abby, and since she doesn't have a fanfic account, she asked me to post it for her, so I can't take all the credit for this story, just most of it! Just kidding! Enjoy!

4. Chapter IV

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One Week Later

Bella's P.O.V.

I stood fourth in line, clutching my ticket to my chest, waiting to board, taking in my last glimpses of Washington before I reached the sunny beaches of Jacksonville. "Goodbye Charlie," I whispered one final time as a single tear slipped down my cheek.

"Don't be sad," a familiar, husky voice breathed into my ear. I spun around; my hair lashed out into Jake's face and made him stumble backwards. He regained his balanced as I apologized hysterically.

"Bella, its fine!" He insisted, "You know, I'm really going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too." I said, kissing him one final time. The ticket woman cleared her throat.

"Ticket please," she said in a nasally tone. I handed it to her and waved goodbye to Jake, beginning to cry again. He said something, but I couldn't hear him. I looked back but couldn't see him through the wall of people waiting impatiently for me to move on down the narrow, cramped hallway.

As I sat waiting anxiously for the plane to take off, I couldn't help but reminiscing about all the good times my best friend, Jake and I had had together. I remember the time he surprised me at prom, it was so sweet, but I have to say that my date was not happy. Or the time on the beach in La Push when he told me the legend about Edward Cullen that at the time he didn't even believe in. I have to say though; my favorite memory of all is from last week when we stood kissing in the rain. I didn't even want to think about how long it was going to be before I saw him again.

Before I could stop myself I was sobbing and wailing hysterically, by now, I had a very unwanted audience. I was crying, not only because I was leaving Jake, but also because I felt like I was leaving Charlie behind.

I tried to pull myself together but to no avail. I grabbed my carry-on bag and walked into the small airplane bathroom. I had anticipated the tears and had brought makeup to fix the streaks that now lined my cheeks from my eyes to my jaw. I washed my face, reapplied my mascara, and put the hood from my sweatshirt over my head. I walked back to my seat and was thankful that I had the aisle seat, so I wasn't forced to step over anyone.

I turned on the overhead light and pulled out my book to read for the last hour of the trip. I was so wrapped up in my book that I all but forgot about my troubles. I was so excited, I hadn't seen Renee in a while, I just wished I didn't have to see her for this reason.

"No, no, no" I said "Stop thinking like that." I didn't want to ruin my mood again.

One of the stewardess' walked down the aisle. "Hello, it's been a wonderful trip, hasn't it? We have now landed in Jacksonville, Florida, but please, remain in your seat until the plane has come to a complete stop and the doors are open. Thank you!"

Well, we had landed. Showtime.