Bella's POV
I had just gotten home from Jacob's house, he wasn't there much, the pack was still hunting Victoria. But, when he was there, we talked. He had asked me many questions about the Cullens-wince- that wasn't going to be good for me. The pain that I lived with was getting greater since that conversation. The hole was going to come back, with double the force. I went upstairs and got ready for bed. I lay down on my bed and waited. The hole was horrible, it always was. I was doubled over in pain, clutching at my chest, trying to keep it together. I couldn't take this anymore. It had to end, this half-life. No, not even that, half-existence. Edward didn't care if I lived or died, so why not end it?
Alice's POV
"Oh!" I gasped, coming out of a vision, this vision was bad. I found my cell phone and typed in Edward's number.
He didn't pick up, but I knew he was there, so I left a message that he could hear,
"Edward, you have to go to Forks NOW! Bella is going to kill herself, she can't take the pain anymore,"
Edward picked up, "How do you know this, you said you weren't going to look in to her future."
"It came on it's own. Where are you?"
"On a island in Canada, near Washington."
"Good, you only have an hour and a half."
He hung up.
Edward's POV
Bella was going to kill herself, because of a pain. Was the pain because of me? Had I caused her that pain? The thought of me being the reason for her demise was...too much for words to ever describe.
At the moment, I didn't care, my angel was going to die if I didn't get there soon. I raced to the ferry that went to Port Angeles from Canada. The ferry ride was only four miles, but that took an hour. I rented a car in Port Angeles and drove as fast as I could.
Bella's POV
I filled the bathtub with water and found a collection of random pills. I swallowed them with a glass of water and got into the tub. I felt strange being in the bathtub with my clothes on, but who cares? It took 15 minutes for the pills to work, I waited for that, when it did, I slid under the water. I felt as I did when I had almost died a year ago. But it was much too the same. A pair of stone cold arms pulled me out of the water. I started coughing violently. Arms held me close, eventually I stopped coughing and looked to see who it was, a pair of dark eyes looked back.