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Forget Me Not

Summary:
The Cullens have left Forks, leaving Bella broken hearted and alone until a near-fatal car accident temporarily erases her memories. What happens when the one person she finds comfort with happens to be the brother of the man she can't remember? Will she regain her memories of Edward or will she find a new love with Jasper?


Notes:
This story starts around the beginning of New Moon. Rated NR-17. B/E and B/J. DISCLAIMER: All characters are the sole property of Stephanie Meyers but the story is my own.


9. Chapter 9

Rating 3/5   Word Count 2444   Review this Chapter

Edward’s POV

“I’m warning you, Jasper. You hurt her and I will personally tear you apart and burn the pieces without a second thought,” I hissed and slammed my phone shut. What the hell was Carlisle thinking? After Jasper’s blood frenzy at Bella’s party there was no way he could be trusted alone with her! I grabbed my phone and called Carlisle.

“Edward, what a pleasant surprise!” Carlisle said.

“I just got a call from Jasper. What were you thinking; leaving him alone with Bella?”

“Calm down, Son. Jasper has been doing a lot better with his control around her.”

“I don’t trust him. As soon as Alice gets back I am getting on the first flight home.”

“Edward, I can assure you that she is safe. We would love to have you home but, there is no need to rush.”

“Bella has asked that I come back.”

“Really? Does she…”

“No. She doesn’t remember me,” I growled.

“I’m sorry, Edward. Maybe this meeting will help.”

“I hope so. I thought I was helping her, Carlisle. This is my fault.”

“I know you had her best interest in mind and I respect that.”

“Carlisle, will she remember me? I mean, how can she just forget the love we shared?”

“I don’t know what is going to happen. Bella will remember when the time is right.”

“I hope that time is soon. I’m going to get packed. I will see you tomorrow.”

“Okay, Son.”

I closed my phone and leaned back in the chair, taking in one last appreciative look at my temporary home. When I first arrived in London, I thought this would be the perfect escape. A small cottage settled alone on the outskirts of London seemed ideal. I didn’t mind the lack of space, especially since I had planned to live here alone. Most of my nights were spent sitting here with the curtains closed, holding the one picture of Bella that I had kept for myself. It was the last picture we had taken together, before I left. Her smile haunted me every moment for the past few months. When Carlisle called to tell me that Bella had been in a car accident I wanted to go home and be with her but, when he mentioned the amnesia, I decided it would be best to let her recover without me being around. I was fully aware of the pain I caused her when I left and that was something I didn’t want her to have to face while she was trying to recover.

Alice arrived only a week ago. I was happy to see her, shopping bags and all. It was nice having someone to talk to again but, she was acting very strange. From the first day she arrived, she kept her mind blocked. I wasn’t going to complain, I had come to enjoy only hearing my own thoughts. When the visions started, Alice became withdrawn and refused to discuss them with me. I knew at that moment, her visions had to involve Bella.

I started packing my bags, hoping to distract my mind from everything that was happening – I failed. All I could think about was Jasper being alone with Bella. I believed Carlisle when he said that she was safe, I knew he would protect her. There was one thing he couldn’t guard her from and that was falling in love. With me being out of town and Bella’s memory still cloudy, Jasper could easily manipulate her into believing that she loves him. Damn it! I never should have left her!

“So, when are we leaving?” Alice asked, dancing through the front door. I glared up at her, trying to control my anger.

“I am going home right now, what you choose to do is not my concern,” I hissed.

“Wow, someone is a bit moody today!”

“I’m not moody, I’m pissed!”

“Why?”

“Gee I don’t know, maybe it has something to do with Jasper trying to move in on Bella!”

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

“Why have you been blocking your mind from me, Alice? I know you have had visions about Bella.”

“You don’t understand, Edward.”

“Oh, I think I do understand! You don’t care about Jasper anymore, why interfere with his love life!” I growled. Alice stared at me in disbelief and already I was regretting what I had said.

“You really are an idiot!” She stormed over to the couch and sat down, folding her arms tightly across her chest.

“I’m sorry, Alice. I just need to know what you saw in your visions.”

“They don’t make sense. I have tried to focus on Bella but she is blurry. Carlisle thinks her amnesia is interfering with my ability to see her,” she sighed.

“Show me,” I said as I sat beside her. She lowered her eyes to the floor and allowed me to see the visions through her mind.

I could see Jasper clearly but Bella was hazy. The visions weren’t really of the future, more like chopped up views of the present. My heart sank as I watched Jasper holding Bella, touching her, kissing her skin. Though blurred, I could see a smile on Bella’s face. The vision changed and he was suddenly in her bedroom. A growl escaped my lips. He was hesitant to lay with her but, in the end, he did. Seeing her slide on top of him was more than I could handle.

“Enough!” I shouted. Alice jumped, her eyes refocusing on me.

“Don’t worry. They didn’t get too much further than what you saw.”

“I’ll kill him!”

“Damn it Edward, he didn’t do anything because he wants you and Bella to see each other first. Jasper has that much respect for you.”

I lowered my head and closed my eyes. I didn’t want to hate Jasper. It wasn’t his fault that he was falling in love with Bella. I knew, from my own experience, how difficult it was to ignore that need to love and protect her. Alice rested her hand on my back and laid her head on my shoulder.

“Edward, I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“I have to fight for her.”

“I know. Just make sure you fight fair.”

I didn’t want to know what that was supposed to mean. If she was having another vision, she could keep it to herself. I had seen more than enough. My phone started ringing and when I saw Emmet’s name on the caller ID, I groaned. Alice took the phone and went outside. I got up and finished packing the rest of my clothes for the long flight home. The picture of me and Bella was the last thing to go in my suitcase. I took a moment to look it over before tucking it under the stacks of clothes. Alice came back inside a few minutes later with a big smile on her face.

“Do I want to know?” I sighed.

“Emmet and Rosalie are heading home today. Looks like it is going to be a family reunion,” she laughed.

“Perfect.” My sarcasm didn’t go un-noticed. I forced a smile as I carried my bags out to the car. Alice followed with her set of matching luggage and the four or five shopping bags that wouldn’t fit in her suitcases. I had thought she would give up the extravagant shopping sprees when she and Jasper got divorced as she no longer had him to lug the bags around but, I was wrong. She tossed her bags into the car with pride and settled into the passenger seat.

“Hurry up!” she whined, honking the horn a few dozen times.

“I wonder if the airline would be willing to stow you with the rest of the luggage!” I teased as I climbed into the driver’s seat. Alice dug her elbow into my ribs and stuck her tongue out.

The ride to the airport was quicker than I had anticipated. Alice kept me entertained with her stroll down memory lane, each long-winded story starting the same way; ‘Do you remember that time when…’ It was nice to laugh again, even if the dread of having to confront my fears was coming at me like a freight train.

“Do you remember that time when Emmet and Rosalie got into an argument over who got to decorate their room when we first moved to Forks?” she laughed hysterically.

“Ah, the peanut butter and jelly shoe scandal!” I laughed with her.

“He wanted to do a sports theme and she wouldn’t hear it! Just to piss him off, she used every shade of pink that she could find to decorate with! So, he took the brand new pair of pumps that she had just bought and filled them with peanut butter and jelly!”

“You remember the look on her face when she stepped into them! I thought her head was going to explode!” If I had the ability to cry, I would have been bawling like a baby from laughing so hard.

“She chased Emmet clear into the next state with a train of wild life following her tasty smelling feet.” Alice laughed so hard that I swear she snorted once or twice.

Once we got to the airport, we purchased our tickets and rushed, at human speed, to our terminal. My nerves started unraveling as I stared at the final destination printed on my ticket stub – Seattle, Washington. Alice had blocked her mind again but, I decided not to pry this time. She was probably feeling edgy about seeing Jasper again. I think we both were, for very different reasons.

“Crap!” she moaned.

“What’s wrong?”

“We aren’t sitting together,” she replied as she stopped in the aisle, staring at the empty seat. I checked my ticket and noticed that I was assigned two seats behind her. The seat next to mine was already taken by a young man with jet black hair and a pencil mustache. Before I could say anything, Alice pushed past me and leaned over my neighbor. She flirted ruthlessly until the poor man agreed to trade seats with her. I felt bad for him, he never had a chance. With shaking legs, he gathered his belongings and moved up to her seat, pausing long enough to wink at her.

“You are such a tart!” I shook my head as I dropped into my seat.

“Don’t be jealous! Besides, wouldn’t you rather sit with me than him?”

“Point taken.”

I leaned back in my seat and watched silently as Alice thumbed through one of the thirty designer magazines she had brought as carry-on. I envied her. She and Jasper had been together for such a long time and, despite their recent divorce, she carried on with her life. In a way, it was a relief. If she could do it, there was no reason why I couldn’t do it too. I wasn’t going to give up so easily, though. If Bella gave me any reason to believe that she still held even the tiniest flicker of the love we once shared, I would fight. The only problem that threatened to stand in the way was her memory. I walked away from her once when she needed me; it was a mistake that I was determined never to repeat.

The flight attendants passed through the aisles every hour or so, offering pillows, beverages, and snacks. By the time our meals were being served, I was ready to jump into the cockpit and fly the plane myself. I hated sitting here, hour after hour, pretending to be tired or hungry. Alice didn’t seem to mind playing along with the charade. She mimicked a yawn once in a while and disappeared into the bathroom three or four times. I thought it was a bit excessive but decided to keep that opinion to myself. Two meals, a boring movie, and a pocket full of uneaten snack food later, we landed in Seattle.

“Um, Edward, are you planning on getting up sometime this century?” Alice asked.

“This was a mistake.”

“Don’t even think about it! You are getting off this plane if I have to carry you off,” she threatened.

“Okay, okay.”

I gathered my belongings and followed Alice off the plane. Esme and Carlisle were waiting eagerly at the security check point. I was happy to see them but, at the same time, dreading what was waiting for me in Forks.

“It’s so good to have you home again,” Esme cooed, hugging each of us. Carlisle and I followed behind the women as they rushed through the busy airport to get to the baggage claim.

“Is Bella at the house?” I asked.

“Not yet, she will be there by the time we get home,” Carlisle replied.

“Are Emmet and Rosalie back?”

“They will be home later tonight. We dropped Emmet’s Jeep off in Canada earlier this morning.”

“Can I ask you something, Carlisle?”

“Sure.”

“Do you think this was a good decision?”

“I think you are doing the right thing, Son,” Carlisle said, stopping behind Esme at the baggage claim. We only had to wait a few minutes for the bags to start pouring onto the conveyor belts.

We collected our bags and headed out to the parking garage. I was surprised to see my Volvo parked next to Carlisle’s car.

“We figured two cars would be necessary,” Esme laughed as she looked at Alice’s pile of luggage. She handed me the keys to my car and offered a comforting smile. I tossed my bags into the hatch and rushed into the driver’s seat. Alice’s bags were already loaded into Carlisle’s car, leaving just enough room to fit Alice in the back seat.

“Hop in, Alice,” I called out, pushing the passenger side door open.

“Not tired of me yet?” she teased.

“Nah, you’re sort of growing on me.”

Once she was seated beside me, I shifted the car into drive and slammed the gas pedal to the floor. Carlisle and Esme managed to keep up as we sped towards Forks. I tried to keep my mind clear but images of Bella kept flashing through my head.

“Everything will work out, Edward,” Alice said, staring out the window and the blurred scenery.

“Did you have a vision?”

“No, I just know that things will work out.”

“If you say so.”

An hour and a half later, we pulled into the driveway of our house. My stomach churned when I saw Bella’s old, red truck sitting off to the side. There was no turning back now. I was home, and no matter what the outcome, this is where I belonged.