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Author's note: Thanks to PinkPunk94 for this story idea.
Just as I went to turn off my phone, due to the pilot's instructions, it rang. Alice, again. "Alice, I'm on a plane and we're about to take off. Make it quick."
"I knew you would go back." I could even hear the smirk in her voice. I could tell she was itching to say 'I told you so'.
"Yes, Alice, I am. But not to interfere. She'll never know that I'm there."
"You wont last, you'll crack within an hours time."
I growled as I snapped the phone shut and proceeded with turning it off. The next 4 hours on that plane were the longest four hours of my existence. I tried to calm down, constantly reminding my frantic self that every second I was that much closer to Bella. Bella. Bella, Bella, Bella. Thinking her name tore open my empty and lifeless chest, but I took a strange and masochistic pleasure in that pain. Bella, Bella, Bella.
Even though every inch closer the plane flew made me grow more and more ecstatic, it also filled me with a growing sense of dread. What if Bella hasn't moved on, and I've ruined her life? I don't think I could handle seeing that, knowing that I had caused it. But what if she has moved on? That would be good – wouldn't it? That's what I had meant for her to do, right? Half of me knew that if she was happy, then it was okay if she was with another man – another human. But I could not seem to silence the other half of me that wanted to rip the throat of any man who got to close to her. Maybe I shouldn't have come here – but I would have gone insane without seeing her. I knew we had to be getting close to Port Angeles, but I still couldn't decide what I should do.
Then another thought entered my mind – what if I let her know I was there, instead of hiding? Whether she knew I was there or not, me being there would be a danger anyway – wouldn't it? Yet another reason to turn around – keep her safe. I was too damn selfish…I had to see her to save myself.
Just then the Pilot's raspy voice came onto the intercom, announcing that we would be landing soon.
Damn it.
Author's note: so let me know what you think! Should I continue? I have a vague idea of where it would go…very twisty plot : Let me know how I portrayed Edward and/or if I should slip in a few Bella chapters. Please review – constructive criticism is appreciated!