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A B.A. in BS

Dear Edward, I have finally gotten over you No, that won’t work. Dear Edward, It’s been 3 years now. You never returned. At least you could keep ½ of your promise; I never saw you again, but the whole thing about life being as if you never existed is a large heaping load of horse sh— GAH! How do you tell your high school sweetheart, the man you stole your heart never to return it, the man who obsessed over keeping you safe, the man who left you broken in a forest because he did not love you anymore…how do you tell him that that you are finally over him and moving on, kinda-sorta. How do you tell him if he’s moved away with his family and you have no way to contact him? You write his sister’s husband, that’s how! What happens if Edward really never returned and Bella went on with her life? What happens if she was able to get over Edward, leave Forks, go to college, and make a life of her own? Would his heart break if he knew she was over him and could surive without him? Would she ever see him again? What about is family-could she really live with out her best friend, forever? What about the wolves? Jake? And oh, dear....what about Victoria?? This story takes place after Edward left. Bella was too much "into" herself (her depression was too strong) that she never did any of the extreme sports, never jumped off the cliff therefore leaving on reason for Alice to come back or for them to go to Volterra. This should be interesting. (BTW the title essentially means ABachelor of Arts inBull Sh--) FAIR WARNING: THERE IS SOME OOC ACTIVITY (Out Of Character) Also, there's some senuality coming up so be prepared :-) I have this "book" finished and the second "book" started and hopefully finished by the end of my holiday vacation. Thank you for allowing me creative license with what's in my head which will soon be on "paper".This Story is rated ADULT for language, future fight scenes, and sensuality. I just wrote a scene in one of the chapters that warranted a change in rating, sorry.Updat: this book is finished-on to the next!

You guys rock and I hope you'll fogive my months-long absence. School owned me for a while. I have a total of 23 chapters in this book and two more "books" after this. I hope you all enjoy!

17. Chapter 17

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Bella POV

“Jake it’s not what you think.”

“Not what I think! You smell like a damn bloodsucker! After everything he did to you, you let him back into your life like that?”

“No, it’s not him, Jake.”

“Oh, so you found another bloodsucker on the other side of the country? What are you doing; purposefully seeking them out? Is that your mission now?”

“Hey, that’s going too far, Jake. Let me explain because it’s not what you think, I swear.”

“You swear? Bella, the nose knows,” he shouted bringing much unwanted attention our way. I grabbed his arm and led him to the corner of the room.

“It’s not him Jake, it’s Alice.”

“Who’s Alice?”

“Alice is his sister. She’s my best friend next to you. She’s like my sister. We ran into each other in a professor’s office at Dartmouth. She goes there too. Don’t freak out. She’s never done anything wrong or bad to me, ever. I know in some alternate universe you’d like her.”

“Uh huh,” he said not believing me.

“Seriously, Jake she’s my closest friend out there. I’d be lost without her.”

“Sure, sure, but what about the rest of them,” he asked. He asked about them, but I knew he only wanted information on one of them.

“I never asked her about the rest of them. I don’t know where they are right now,” I said shutting up my subconscious that wanted to complain about lying. I wasn’t lying because I never asked Alice about anyone and I didn’t know where they were right then.

“Bella,” he grabbed me at my shoulders, “you can’t have those blo—“

“Don’t you dare,” I said swiping his arms down from my shoulders, “tell me who I can and can’t have in my life or what I can or can’t do Jacob Black. Don’t you even think about trying to control me or my decisions. Someone tried to do that to me three years ago and I know you remember what happened.”

“I’m just trying to look out for you Bella-your life.”

“I am twenty-one years old and an adult. I can take care of and look out for myself. I have learned a few things over the past few years and I know what is right for me and what decisions I can handle.”

“I know, bu—“

“JAKE! She’s my friend, my sister, and she’s not going anywhere so deal with it!”

“Fine,” he said fed-up, “let’s get you home to Charlie.” His stiff shoulders and huff as we walked out the door after grabbing my bags showed me that he wasn’t about to give up.

When I got home, Charlie’s cruiser was already in the driveway. Through the windows I could see that he had pulled the Christmas decorations out of the attic and put them up. After we parked Jake grabbed my stuff out of the Rabbit and a few seconds later Charlie was waiting on the steps for me.

“Bells,” he shouted, “it’s good to have you home.” He swept me into a quick hug and continued, “c’mon in kids, let’s get inside.”

“Dad, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble. You didn’t have to decorate.”

“Bella, it’s Christmas and you’re home and that’s reason enough for me.”

“Thanks,” I said with pure appreciation that he was glad I was home because so was I. We all settled in and relaxed a bit. Then Jake opened his big mouth and I wanted to punch him in the face.

“Hey Bells, don’t you have some big news to tell Charlie?” My first thought was that I was going to make him pay. My second was how to avoid what Jake was trying to get me to divulge.

“Not yet. Grades aren’t posted yet so I don’t know for sure how well I did, but I do think I got all A’s this semester.”

“Bella, that’s a amazing,” my dad cooed, “I’m so proud of you. Have you told your mom, yet?”

“Not yet,” I said as I eyed, “I didn’t want to bother her too much while she and Phil are on their honeymoon.”

“No, not that news,” Jake jeered, “your Cullen news!”

I was going to castrate that wolf.

Suddenly Charlie’s beer was slammed onto the table and he had turned red. “Bella, what exactly is he talking about?”

“Both of you just need to calm down! It’s just Alice.” As soon as I said her name, Charlie’s face relaxed a bit.

“What about everyone else,” he asked.

I took a deep breath and repeated what I told Jake, “I never asked her about them, so I don’t know where they are at really right now.”

“Just Alice?”

“Yes, dad, just Alice. You know how close we were and she hasn’t stopped showing remorse or trying to make up for everything since we ran into each other. She feels horrible about what happened.”

“Alright Bells, I can’t make your choices for you or pick your friends. You are a grown, mature, adult woman and I have to trust your judgment. I’m glad you’re happy she’s back in your life, but just keep in mind who else could follow.”

“I’m fully aware and I trust Alice to make me aware or warn me,” because she already had, “I don’t think she’d do anything to upset me ever again.”

After a few seconds of silence he sighed, “Ok. You just let me know if you ever need anything. I bet the department up there would give me professional courtesy if I needed it.”


“Just saying. Ok, what kind of pizza do you kids want?”


I looked at Jake and stuck my tongue at him like a three year old.

“Jake, she’s an adult and makes her own decisions.”

“Charlie that’s crap! What he did-what they did…she can’t just let them walk into her life like nothing happened!”

“Jake, stop. Alice is the only one back and she was probably underage when her family left, so she had no choice but to go with them. I know you are looking out for her, but these are her choices. As much as don’t agree or like,” Charlie gave me a momentary stare-down, “them, they are hers to make and we don’t have to support them, but we should support her.” When did Charlie get so wise?

“But-,“ Jake tried to interrupt again.

“Jake, no. This is her choice, however, if anyone else comes back,” he turned toward me, red again, “I do expect to be informed and I do expect to be fully heard because I will have something to say about it. Got it? Are we clear?”

“Yes, we are clear.”

“Alright, Jake, are you still staying for dinner?”

“Sure, sure. Why should I be pissed and hungry at the same time? Hey Charlie,” he started to smile as he finished his sentence, “ the other guys would love to see Bella, too. You mind if I invite them over?”

“Jake you can’t just self-invite people.”

“No, Bells, it’s ok. A little reunion isn’t out of the question. Sure, Jake, give ‘em a call, but tell them if I’m buying pizza, they have to bring the drinks.”

Jake walked into the kitchen to call the pack and on the way turned around to stick his tongue out at me.

Everything was copacetic when the pack first go there, but once Charlie got the call that one of the afternoon’s accident victims was conscious, he had to leave to get her statement. And there I was; left in a room with wolves meant to obliterate the people I loved. The conversation went like this:

Sam: Bella, what you are doing is very dangerous.

Me: One could say that sitting in a room with a bunch of werewolves is dangerous, as well.

Paul: That might be true, but we don’t kill innocent human beings.

Me: Neither do they!

Paul: Maybe not right now!

Me: Guys, just lay off, it’s Alice. She won’t do anything to hurt me.

Sam: Do they have any intentions on returning?

Me: I don’t know. I’ve not asked her.

Jared: We need to know because we can’t be on their land if they do.

Me: I’ll ask her to let me know if any of them are planning on returning. If they do, I’ll let you know.

Sam: Thank you Bella.

Embry: You’ve only seen Alice?

Me: Yes, that’s what I told you.

Quil: Embry, Jake and I don’t believe you.

Me: I don’t really care if you believe me or not!

Embry: So you really don’t know where they are?

Me: NO!

After that I grunted loudly and grabbed my suitcases and dragged them up the stairs. Jake tried to help, but I ignored him and slammed my door. So much for being an adult tonight. Charlie was back a few minutes after my temper-tantrum and Sam explained that I got upset because they kept asking about the Cullens. He assured him that they were just looking out for me. Charlie said he appreciated it, but that was unnecessary. Then Sam apologized and the pack left.

Charlie came upstairs to make sure I was ok. I told him I was just tired and emotionally spent and I wanted to just unpack and go to bed. He said he’d put dinner away and see me in the morning. I found my phone in my carry-on and the charger and plugged it in. I turned the phone on only to find twenty missed calls and thirty text messages from Alice. Before I had a chance to listen to the voicemails or read the texts, she was calling again.

“Bella, oh my god! Are you ok?”

“Yea, why? Did you see the conversation between me, Charlie, and the pack?”

“No, I didn’t see any of that. Wait, did you say the pack?”

“Yes, the wolves were here. Charlie had to take care of an accident and couldn’t pick me up, so he sent Jake. Jake smelled you on my clothes at the airport and threw a hissy fit then called the pack over so we could discuss it. Do you know he told Charlie and then had the nerve to get upset once Charlie said I could make my own decisions?”

“Bella, you’re future disappeared to me once you got off the plane.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“I mean that once I saw you get off the plane and go to baggage claim, I didn’t see your future again until just now.”

“I wonder if it’s the wolves.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you saw my future until Jake picked me up and then not again until they left.”

“That makes sense. I wonder why though? Why can’t I see them? This is so frustrating.”

“Maybe it’s because you’re mortal enemies,” I said, my voice getting hard, “and you’re bound to beat the crap out of each other whether or not it’s in your best interests or who it hurts.”

“Bella, what happened?”

I relayed the conversation between the pack and I after I told her about the conversation that involved Charlie. She wasn’t pleased, but thought I handled it perfectly. We talked for a few more minutes before telling me to go to bed and get some sleep. She said I had a long day ahead of me and she’d check on me later.

As it turned out, after I was unpacked, I could not sleep. I tried to re-arrange my pillows, change positions, listen to music, and read, but nothing worked. I ended up in mom’s rocking chair looking out the window. I watched the snow sparkle under the moonlight. It had fallen so lightly on to the ground and trees behind the house.

Around three a.m. I tried to fall asleep and, again, nothing worked. I sat on my bed looking out the window when a thought occurred to me and I wasn’t sure if it would work, but it was worth a try. I started to hum my lullaby. I wasn’t doing it anywhere near the justice it deserved. So, I closed my eyes, and let it replay in my mind. Slowly the world around me started to darken.

The next few weeks were spent catching up with friends and Christmas shopping. I got to see Angela and Ben quite often. Jessica and I had lunch one day, but after that she was just too busy for me. I wasn’t disappointed. I stopped by Newton’s to say hi to Mrs. Newton and Mike tried to hit on me. I had to, once again, turn him down. After all these years it was still annoying.

Emily, Sam’s wife, and I had lunch one day and she told me was pregnant. She wanted me to be one of the first people to know. I thought that was very sweet. We had become pretty close after the Victoria and Laurent incident. I offered to babysit if she needed help. I had no idea what to do with kids and was counting on the fact that I would be out of town nine to ten months of the year.

After not finding what I wanted for Charlie for Christmas, I drove to Seattle to stop at a sporting goods store. While there I found a bunch of bait, tackle, and a new tackle box for him. I also passed by a Chicago Cubs layette set. I found one in a newborn size and thought it would be a funny present for Sam and Emily. I also picked up a locket for my mom and some, what I was told were rare, baseball cards for Phil and a few things for the Cullens.

Christmas morning I woke up to pans clattering and someone grunting. I got dressed and walked down the stairs to find Charlie trying to cook breakfast. This was new.

“Um, Charlie? Do you need me to do that for you?”

“Oh, sorry Bells. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“It’s ok,” I said taking a seat at the table as he started to clean up his mess.

“Pancakes ok with you?”

“Sure, but when did you learn to cook?”

“Sue Clearwater has been giving me lessons. And it’s just pancakes, not a soufflé.”

“Wow, Charlie. That’s a big food word. You must be a good student of hers. So, do you hang out with her a lot?”

“Lately, yes. After Harry passed away and you left, we were both lonely. She would bring me dinner and keep me company.

“That was really nice of her.”

“Are you ok with that? With my relationship with Sue?”

“Dad, whatever makes you happy works for me. I’m glad you’re not alone anymore, though. You deserve to have someone in your life, too.” As I said that, I hoped he would remember it because I had a feeling sometime in the future I would need him to feel the same way.

“Thanks, kid. How many pancakes you want?”

Charlie must have really paid attention during his “lessons” because his pancakes were actually quite good. After breakfast we exchanged gifts. Charlie loved his new fishing gear, but he spent way too much money on me. He got me a digital photo frame and a digital book reader. It was already pre-loaded with my favorites. I preferred the real, physical books, but thanked him graciously.

I called mom and we talked for a little while. I told her what Charlie got me and what I got him. She said it was a great gift for him. I told her I had her gift sent to the house in Florida and it should be waiting for her when they got home the day after New Year’s. She said she bought me a bunch of t-shirts from random places down there and would have them sent to me once she got back.

Charlie and I finished Christmas at Sue’s. She had invited us for dinner, but only if I approved and wanted to go. She wanted to make sure I was comfortable. She had two kids, Seth and Leah. Leah didn’t take a liking to me, at all. Seth on the other hand was pretty funny and a sweet kid.

I spent the rest of my trip with Angela and Ben, watching football games with Charlie, avoiding Jake, and fighting the insistent urge to call and check up on the Cullens. On the morning I was to fly back, Jake showed up as I finished packing.

“Hey, Bella,” he said softly peering from behind my partially open door.


“How are you?”

“Fine,” I said avoiding his eyes as I folded my clothes.

“Well, I see that college-level vocabulary is coming in handy.”

I crossed my arms and looked at him, “What do you want, Jake.”

“I wanted to apologize. It is your life and I am sorry about upsetting you, but I just don’t want to see you hurt like that again.”

“I can appreciate that Jake, but that would not happen again. I will not let it.”

“Ok. I believe you, but just be careful, alright?”

“Will do.”

He peered down into my suitcase and scowled. “Bella, since when do you wear pink…and heels…and Prada!?”

“Since Alice,” I laughed.

“Geez, there has to be like four thousand dollars worth of clothes in there!”

“Knowing her,” my body relaxed, “probably more. She’s pretty serious when it comes to fashion.”

“Charlie said to tell you that he’ll be ready to leave in a few minutes.”

“Crap, I’m not ready yet. Can you grab my laptop and phone charger off my bed and put it in my carry-on? I have to grab a few things from the bathroom.”

“Sure, sure.”

I walked out of the room to grab my toiletries and heard Jake comment on my laptop. “So this is the one Charlie bought? This is real nice! He’s been bragging about it for months.”

“Yea,” I yelled from the bathroom grabbing my toothbrush, “he did a great job with it. Has more stuff than what I need though.”

I walked back in the bedroom to find Jake trembling and looking down at the top of my laptop. I knew exactly what he was looking at-the laptop skin.

“Jake, it’s just a gift. She said I was always family,” I lied, “and wanted me to feel like it.”

“It’s their mark, Bella.”

“Jake, you would know more about marking territory then they would. It’s just the family crest-that’s all. Make the connection,” I said snatching the laptop out of his hands and placing it securely into my carry-on, “she thought of me as family-family crest. Get it?”

“Oh, I get it, and that’s plausible, but what the hell is this?”

I turned around rolling my eyes to see what he was complaining about, now. It was Edward’s letter. I had placed it underneath my laptop when I got on to check my school e-mail this morning.

“You lied,” he hissed, “to me, to Sam, to Charlie.”

“Jake, that envelope and letter is none of your business,” gritted through my teeth and snatching it from him and repacking it in my carry-on, “so you need to keep your mouth shut. I will tell Charlie when I am ready. If you say one word to him, I swear you really will never hear from me or see me again.”

“Fine. Your funeral, but I am telling Sam. He needs to know,” he grunted and jumped out my window. He realized that he would have to explain that one to Charlie, so he quietly opened the front door as Charlie was still in the kitchen reading the paper, and said bye to him. This was turning out to be a bad morning.

Charlie took me to the airport and got me checked in. He walked me to the security line and thanked me for coming out and told me to call and come home more often. I promised I would try. We hugged and I went through security, boarded the plane and flew back to New Hampshire. I was irritated the whole flight home. It was all Jake. I wanted to be able to figure things out and get through them without anyone else’s input, but there was no turning back now.

Alice was at the airport with Jasper to pick me up. He sensed my irritation and set me calm. I apologized for smelling a bit like wet dog. I thanked him for that and explained what happened in the car. Alice was ready to rip his throat out and I think I would have gladly helped her. My attention was diverted when we arrived at the house for our belated Christmas.

“Oh. My. God. Alice, What did you do!?”