i know you guys are exited to see who Phil's lover is so here you go!

last time i checked i didn't have the money for a new cell so i can't own Twilight

"Hi Phil." I greeted.

"Hey Bella." Phil said nervously.

"Um, what did you want to tell me?" I asked.

He sighed and dropped his head. "When your mother died, I didn't think I would ever be able to see the light in life again." He paused and looked up at me. "Bella, I met someone."

"I'm happy for you Phil. You deserve to be able to have a life and be happy." I told him sincerly with a small smile.

"Bella. The person I met is a man." He stated.

I didn't expect that. At first I couldn't say anything. Then, I didn't know what to say.

"I didn't expect that. It's okay...I just...need a minute to get used to it." I told him that I was fine with it the best I could.

"It's just...I don't think I can ever love a woman like Renee. Since I met her, she was all I saw. Even when I closed me eyes, even when I blinked. I tried to look at women. I really did. When I saw any woman she was Renee. Then, I met him. I went to a meeting here widowed husbands. He lost his wife 2 years ago to cancer. At first, all we did was talk about our late wives. Last night we ended up comforting each other. It felt right. Well, right as anything can feel in the situation. That's why I really haven't been home. I've been spending most of my free time with him because it's the only time it feels like the darkness is going to engulf me." he explained.

"I understand Phil. I really am okay with this. It was horrible to see the darkness and cold in your eyes. There's still a lot there, but I can now see a small flicker of warmth in there. That flame will only continue to grow. I know Mom would be happy that you are trying to be happy for her." I comforted him a little I hope.

"I'm glad you feel that way Bella, because I invited him and his son over. I want you to meet him. We told his son last night, and he took it really well. Actually, he was happy that his dad was happy again." he informed me that I would be meeting his new lover...and his son?

"I'm you invited him over. I do want to meet him. I didn't know that he had a son, but I"m glad to meet him too." I commented.

"He's about your age, maybe a little older. And he goes to your school. His name's-" Phil was cut off but a knock at the door. He got up to get it.

I took a deep breath. I was preparing my myself to meet people who are potentally going to be part of my life. I got the courage to get and greet the them like a host should when guests enter their home.

I walked into the living room area where Phil had taken them. The first man I saw was about six feet tall, and slender. He had blond hair and bright blue eyes. I knew exactly who he was. They looked almost exactly the same. Well, that explains a lot.

"Bella, this is Carlisle. And Carlisle, this is my step daughter, Bella." he introduced us.

Carlisle reached his hand out for me to shake. I took it.

"It's nice to meet you Carlisle." I said with a small smile.

"And you. This is my son-"

"Skyler." I finished.

Carlisle and Phil looked at me in amazement.

"I talked to her today in school. I have two classes with her so I decided to get to know her a little before she knew." Skyler explained.

They nodded.

"I'm glad you did. It was really nice of you." I commented.

"Why don't you go in the kitchen and get better aquanted." Phil suggested. I suspect he was wanted to talk to Carlisle privitely.

I led Skyler to our kitchen. I sat down at the table, and offered him a seat. He took it.

"Thank you for doing that today. I mean, the last thing I really need right now is to have those stupid girls spread rumors about us. I mean if we just randomly started talking tomorrow like we knew each other well, then it's going to give them something else to talk about." I rammbled.

He laughed. "Yeah, that's true. By the end of the week we would have had some sort of affair and somehow pregnant. Then, they would probably say you didn't know who the father was, me or Jesse."

I laughed too. "Girls can be so stupid sometimes. That's why i didn't have many friends back in my old school. I hate dealing with all the drama."

"Yeah. Me too. That's why I hang out with the people I do. There's no drama. Well, that, and the conversation isn't meaningless."

"Well, I get what you mean there. We have drama, but you can deal with once you meet Alice and Jasper. Jesse mostly keeps to himself. You can always sit with us if you want to. I won't let Alice bite. " I offered with a laugh.

"I might take you up on that." he answered with a smile.

We talked about our mothers and what happened to them. I could tell he was tring not to cry as he talked about his mother and how much he missed her. She died of a lung cancer that spread at a rapid pace and they didn't catch it in time to save her. He told me how it almost destroyed his dad. Carlisle had thought that since he was a doctor, that he should have been able to save her.

I told him my story. How my mom died. We understood each other, we knew the feeling of the loss of our care taker. I mean, your mother is supposed to be there. She's supposed to be your rock. The person you go to when you're hurt, and she's supposed to make you feel that everything is going to be alright even if it's not. Our mother was stolen from us. The reasons make be different, but the outcome is the same. Our mothers are gone.

We were sitting in a comfortable silence when Carlisle walked in, and said that they must take their leave. Skyler got up, reluctently, as it seemed to me. I think he liked talking to someone who knew what he ment and could relate. I knew the loss he felt. I felt it too.

I looked at the time for the first time since I arrived home. It was already 11 p.m. I needed to go to bed if I was going to be able to go to school tomorrow. I went and took my shower and was now picking out my p.j.'s. I settled for some shorts and a tank. I heard a small tap on my window, as my room was on the first floor. I walked over to the window and saw Jesse standing there. I opened the window to talk to him.

"Hey. Do you mind if I stay?" Jesse asked me.

"Sure." I replied with a smile.

He climbed in easily. When he was in he kissed me like he hadn't seen me in ages, when in reality it's only been about 7 hours. I guess I had a lot more to cloud my mind than him. I had a big afternoon. When he pulled away, he had a big, goofy grin on his face. I probably had the same one.

"I take it you missed me." I said with a smile.

"I sure did." he said touching his forhead to mine. The smile was still evident on his face.

My big afternoon was catching up to me. I yawned.

"We should get you to bed." he said not moving.

I raised an eyebrow at him.

"I ment to sleep." he laughed.

He grabbed my hand and led me toward my bed. I layed down, and stripped to his boxers and got in with me. I layed against his chest and sighed. This felt like home. I closed my eyes and started drifting.

"Good night, my dearest." he whispered was the last thing I heard before I fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning before my alarm. I protective arms wrapped around me. I could feel how much he cared for me, even as he slept. I could hear the even rhythm of his heart. It was steady and calming. Just like he was for me. He was starting to become my rock. He was keeping me from loosing my mind scared the hell out of me. He has the power to break me down like never before. He is my chosen rock. I picked him, and if I'm wrong then I'm the one that gets broken.

I decided that it was time for me to get up. I rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 5:30 a.m. It was still a little too early to get ready. I decided to make a real breakfast. I haven't done that since before mom died. I didn't know what I was going to make yet, but it sounds like a good idea. I prefer that Phil didn't know that Jesse stayed last night, so I think I'm just going to sneak him a plate. Maybe breakfast in bed?

I squrimed out of bed, grabbed my robe and headed downstairs. I looked in the fridge and decided to make french toast and bacon. I have to admit my french toast is awesome. It sounds aboslutely amazing this morning. I grabbed my ingredents and started the ball rolling. I made Jesse's first since I was going to take it to him. I gave him two pieces of french toast and two pieces of bacon on his plate. Then, I threw some syrup and headed for my room.

He was still asleep. It was quite cute. He was holding my pillow tightly. It looked like he thought he was holding me. I giggled softly. I sat on the bed beside him.

"Jesse, it's time to get up. I made you breakfast." I said as I ran my hand though he hair.

He smilied then replied "Do I have to?"

"Yes."

He sighed and sat up. I handed him the plate and gave him a kiss. I got up to leave. I still had Phil's breakfast in the pan.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"I still have food cooking for Phil then I have to make mine." I smiled at him and left.

Just as I was taking Phil's out of the pan he walked into the kitchen. He looked surprised as I sat his plate in front of him.

"Thanks, Bella."

"You're welcome."

"So, what brought all this on?" he asked.

"I'm not sure. I just felt like making breakfast. I smiled at him then turned and put my french toast in the pan.

When I was flipping them, I heard Phil get up. He must be done already.

"That was really good." he smiled a faint smile. "Listen, I want to thank you for taking my new so well yesterday. I actually expected you to move back with your father or try to at least. I means more than you know that you're here. I know I may not show it, but I'm glad that I don't have to do this alone."

Then, I did something I never expected myself to do. I hugged Phil. I've very rarely hugged him. I think he needed it though. It felt like the right thing to do at that moment, so, I say 'What the hell?'

"You don't need to thank me. It wasn't really anything you could control. I get it." I smiled and he left for work.

I was pulling my food out of the pan when I felt two arms wrap around me.

"That was delious, Bella." he told me as he kissed my neck.

"Thank you." I turned to peck his lips then pulled away to eat.

When I was done we cleaned up the dishes.

"I have to get home, but I'll be back to walk you to school. My parents will get suspious if they don't see me this morning." Jesse told me.

"Okay. I'll see you in a little bit." I told him and leaned in to kiss him.

When our lips connected, his right hand was locked behind my neck and his left around my waist. I was very sweet and I could feel the passion behind it. It felt like he was trying to tell me something, but I couldn't figure it out. He pulled away resting his forehead on mine and looking in my eyes. I'm not sure what he saw, but I could see bliss and a deep fear. It looks as though he's been hiding it for some time. He pecked my on the lips once more and left out the front door without another word.

It seems this is going to be an interesting day.

i'm so sorry it took so long to update. I got writer's block about halfway though the chapter. anyway, here it is and i hope you enjoyed it.

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