AN: Ok, this is my first Twilight fanfic. This is what I think might have happened if Alice hadn't seen Bella jumping off the cliff. Please R&R! Criticism is welcomed and encouraged!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Bella, Mike, or Edward. Although I do wish I owned Edward:P
I looked at the road in front of him as I drove. Over a hundred miles an hour, Bella would be terrified. I looked around me wondering why everything had to change. Nothing here was the same as it had been; everything had changed since I'd left Forks, not a single thing was the same. Not a single thing worth coming back for. I passed the road to the meadow and I wondered if she had ever gone back there.
Hurt as she had to be. I knew it was his fault. All those terrible things I had said to her to get her to believe that I didn't love her anymore. What tragedy! That she believed that I could stop loving her. She had believed that I was strong enough to leave her in the forest all by herself. Just the thought of it was dangerous, and I had known that. She would get hurt somehow. But I hadn't cared, or at least I had pretended I didn't care.
Oh but I did care. As I left her I went through all the millions of things that could happen to her in the forest, and I had to force myself to remember why I was leaving her. That it was for her own good. She would be better off without a family of vampires as her best friends.
Alice had seen otherwise though. She had told me this. She knew Bella was going to cease to exist in every way except physically, but she would get past it I had told Alice, I couldn't even think of Bella ceasing to be all that she was; all that I loved and would love for all of eternity.
I suddenly realized that I had reached my destination. I had even parked my car and turned off the engine while thinking about what had happened to my precious Isabella. I got out of the car and crossed the street. The sky was dark, and there was snow on the ground. It reminded me of the day I had first saved her life, the day that Tyler kid had almost killed her.
"Where is it?" I asked myself as I walked passed the stones marking various graves. She was here somewhere. I knew it. Alice had told me this was where I would find her.
Finally I saw it; the grey stone that marked the end of her life. "In loving memory of Isabella Marie Swan" I read, "September 13, 1987- October 24, 2006" I sighed, and I wished more than ever that I could cry; that I was human and I could show the emotion I felt. Bella, my precious Isabella had died just a year after I had left her. This showed that my very reason for leaving was just some stupid thing I did to convince myself that she would be alright.
I wanted to know how she had died, and I hoped it had been painless; fore I would die if she had to deal with physical pain because of me. The very thing I had tried so hard to protect her from. Pain, and a miserable life.
I realized that I had no proof that she had been miserable. I just assumed that without me she would be; that with as much as I loved her, and she claimed to love me, she could be nothing but miserable. I know I was miserable. I had been lifeless in every sense of the word. I just hope that Bella hadn't been as miserable as me, but did I, do I, hope that she was at least a little miserable?
I touched the stone gently with the tips of my fingers. "My dear Isabella." I said and I wanted to say so much more, but I couldn't find the words.
"What is he doing here." I heard from the mind of someone behind me. I didn't turn, because I didn't want to look suspicious, but I knew that voice. I had hated that voice. "Why would he think of coming back here after what he did to her." It was the voice of a man who had never given up on Bella.
Mike Newton was suddenly standing next to me. "Hello Newton." I said emotionlessly as I continued to stare down at Bella's grave.
"How dare he even speak to me? That scum." "Cullen." He nodded to me. His hands were stuffed in the pockets of his jeans, and I could feel that he was not looking at the gravestone, but rather at me.
I then remembered the reason I had come here and placed the flower that I had held in my hand on her grave. "Freesia" I thought. It was her scent, but the flower did it injustice. She had smelled so much better than this flower now sitting on her grave. I knew that, but I couldn't quite remember the extent of how wonderful she smelled.
I closed my eyes and sighed. "Goodbye Bella." I thought as I turned around and left the graveyard. I walked back to my Volvo and sat in the driver's seat for a long time as I listened to Newton's thoughts. I was hoping to gather some information on how she had been, how she had died.
"Bella, I can't believe that it's been ten years; ten years since you got in the accident that took you away from us. So many people here still love you Bells. Me, Angela, Tyler, your dad. Even that Jacob kid. We all miss you. I know that you wanted to die, but Bella he wasn't worth it. That Cullen guy was never worthy of you. He left you Bella. You should have realized that any guy stupid enough to leave you was not worth it."
I stopped listening to him because I knew what he was saying was true. It just made me wonder so much more what kind of accident had caused her death, and I was determined to figure out what it was.
AN: Ok, did you like it? Did you hate it? Should I continue? I know this was kind of short, but I didn't want to give away the more important information yet. So if you want to know what happens leave me a review and tell me if I should continue it or not ok? Thanks!
Diger
