Disclaimer: I do not own any of the amazing characters that are from Twilight or New Moon, although I wish I owned Edward :P, but those characters that you don't recognize from Stephenie Meyer's books I do own.
You must have read Twilight and up to chapter 3 in New Moon.
Summary: After Edward left Bella, she became a wandering soul, lost without the one person she thought would always be there. Months of loneliness pass by as if they never existed. After numerous flashbacks of Edward, she gets something unexpected. She sees him and the rest of the Cullens in a dream, traveling to an unknown place. She knew this wasn't a memory, it was something she's never seen before. With the slightest hope of getting him back, Bella goes to find him. She wasn't anything without him. When Alice forsees her decision, she runs to block her from the path they're taking. But Bella is determined.
*Note* The story will be told in Bella's pov until the Cullens are introduced then it will Alternate between Bella and Edward, and a few with Alice. And any words that are centered and italicized are straight from the books Twilight and New Moon.
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Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: You don't give up.
– Anne Lamott
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Prologue: Empty
Bella's POV
I slammed my truck door shut as my feet sunk in the mud. It was raining. The usual for Forks, but I didn't make any attempt to escape from the cold droplets attacking me. I didn't pull my hood over my unkempt hair. I didn't run towards the front door. My feet simply dragged through the mud and I eventually got inside the house. I kicked off my boots and took off my jacket. I aimlessly made my way towards my bedroom, my hiding place. My hip bumped into the counter, but the stinging pain couldn't compare to what I felt in my heart. I opened the door and slowly shut it behind me. My backpack slipped from my fingers and landed against the floor with a soft thud.
I made my way towards the window near my bed. I pushed back the curtains and shoved the window open. The wind blew raindrops in my face but I kept staring out into the yard. I did this everyday. I'd keep the window open for him, hoping he would come back to me. But the aching pain never ceased. I closed my eyes and muttered a whisper.
"Please, Edward, come back." I knew that when I open my eyes, he wouldn't be there, so I kept them shut. His face sparkled through the darkness and he flashed the crooked smile that always dazzled me. Then my mind shifted to the memory of us in the meadow, when Edward revealed himself in the sunlight.
His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. He lay perfectly still in the grass, his shirt open over his sculpted, incandescent chest, his scintillating arms bare.
My heart fluttered as this memory passed through my mind.
Hesitantly, always afraid, even now, that that he would disappear like a mirage, too beautiful to be real…
That's what happened. He disappeared. He was too beautiful to be real. That was all I was afraid of. I didn't care that he was a vampire and how at any minute he could kill me. I love him, I always will.
I heard Charlie's footsteps coming up the stairs and then a knock on the door. I opened my eyes to reality, which seemed less bright since Edward left, and I noticed tears had been sliding down my cheeks. My hands trembled as they brushed them away.
"Hey Bells, do you want some of that pasta left from last night?" he asked through the door. I walked over slowly and opened the door to peek out.
"The alfredo? Yeah, that would be fine Dad" I answered. He nodded and then went back down the stairs. I followed him down to the kitchen and set the table with cups and silverware. I opened the refrigerator and grabbed milk for us both, and then I poured it in the cups. Charlie placed the plates of steaming alfredo on the table. When I went to plop myself down on the chair my foot twisted behind the one of the legs of the table and I landed on the floor. I sighed as I pulled myself up carefully and sat in my chair. I twirled the pasta around my fork while we ate in silence.
"So, how was school today?" Charlie asked, not really knowing what else to say. I kept twirling the pasta.
"It was ok, I guess" I answered, not looking up from my plate.
"Did anything happen today?" he tried again. I glanced up at him and noticed that he had the concerned look in his eyes, but I shook my head.
"No, nothing at all." Nothing ever did happen now that the Cullens left, I'd rather have ravenous vampires tracking me down rather than have my heart crushed. Charlie's fork clinked against the plate as he placed it down.
"Bella, I'm worried about you. You haven't been yourself since that Cullen kid left. Maybe you should make plans with your friends. I know that Jacob would be more than willing to get you out of the house" he said. Maybe if I hang out with Jessica and Angela, or even Jacob, it will get my mind off of the reoccurring pain that has stained my memory, at least until I think of a plan to get Edward back.
"I might do that. Tomorrow is Friday after all" I told him, making my sorrowful monotone a little brighter. He turned his attention back to his plate, content with my answer.
When I was finished, I had only eaten half of the alfredo. I threw the rest in the trash can and peeked in the living room, where Charlie was lazily watching TV.
"Night Dad" I called out. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and my eyes stared at my door. My heart beated faster, my mind raced, and my palms became sweaty. Could Edward be there, waiting for me? I shut my eyes and inhaled quickly as I made my way up the stairs. I soon came face to face with my door. My forehead leaned against the hard wood and my eyes clenched shut.
"Please" I whispered. My shaking hands twisted the knob and I slowly pushed it open. My eyes opened and scanned the room in hope. But there was nothing but the chill lingering in my room. I sadly dragged the door shut as I went towards the bathroom. I didn't even bother turning on a light as I went to brush my teeth. When I returned to my lifeless bedroom, I changed into my pajamas and took place in front of the window. The rain had turned into snow. I sat and crossed my legs to get comfortable. The moon shined through the window and reflected in my eyes.
"Edward," my lips quivered when I spoke his name, "I know you're out there, somewhere. The memories aren't going away like you said," I bit my bottom lip as tears began to fall from my eyes, "If you still love me at all, please come back and stay with me, forever. I can't be without you." I knew that he couldn't hear me, but I wouldn't give up, I love him too much to do so.
My glossed eyes stared blankly at the moon. But something broke my trance. My eyebrows furrowed as I stood and leaned out the window to get a better look. Three large, black shapes flew across the moon.
