"Love of mine, some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark

If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"'s on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark"

-Death Cab For Cutie

Chapter 1

Phone Call

Ring! Ring! The phone shrilled.

What is it, Rosalie? I thought. I didn't want to be disturbed. She knew that, and yet here I was, still vainly trying to ignore her attempts to get my attention from the umpteenth time in the past half hour. It could be something important, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything anymore, not after…her.

Bella. I exhaled with the thought of her name. It was such a heavenly, heady thing just to think the name. I knew her life must be better by now. My monster that had once dammed her to an eternity of night wouldn't ever haunt her again. I would not allow it. I would not allow myself to taste her sweet freesia scent caress the air, or see the seductive sight of her bedroom window. I would not allow myself to see her face, those brown chocolate eyes that were always spilling over with silent secrets. To watch the wind wisp her dark hair over the sinuous flow of her back, her neck. My every thought had been flooded with recollections of her since the moment I left. Why had I left?

Ever since I had forbidden myself from Forks, I was constantly thinking of reasons to go back to that rainy, dreary town once more. Just to check up on her. But I'd made her a promise, and after speaking the words that tore her soul and my being apart, she won't want me anymore anyways. I banished myself for the monster that I've become.

Ring! Ri-

"What, Rosalie?" I snarled without looking at the caller ID. "I've told you I don't want to be bother-

"Edward, Edward, it's Alice." Her voice was urgent. "I had a vision. She's going to jump off a cliff, Edward! I don't know what in the world she's thinking! She hits the ocean, and then my view just fuzzes out. There may be time to save her, but not much."

There could only be one her. The only girl in the world. I felt my body grow very cold.

"When?"

"At noon today South of La Push on the cliffs."

The phone was left to fall on the floor as-without thought-I flung myself out of the run-down shop's window. I landed soundlessly on the street pavement, and frantically searched for a decent car. I only knew one thing; I had to get to Forks now. Of course they were all beaters-I had chosen a very rundown part of Rio. All of them were probably almost slower than that decrepit truck she drove.

Bella… And just like that, I was flying down the street. I ran through alleyways in the city to be undetected, if anyone could see me if they tried. But, the sun was just rising, and I didn't want to cause a nuisance of myself. Not on this day. As soon as I got near the airport I started refining my appearance to go inside. I saw a fountain with the engravement, 'Where one's love is lost no cost for their beloved streams too high and so all other reasoning is nay.' How ironic.

I dove into the rippling water and tried to wash some of the grime from the last five or so months off my pale skin. It worked fairly well, and I was out of the water before the swirling dirt bubbles had time to reach the surface.

"M-may I help you?" The attendant asked in a voice that showed she was shocked to find me suddenly standing here.

Ignoring her appraising thoughts, I focused Bella's face in the forefront of my mind. I needed to have patience to get through this monotony of people.

"One ticket to Seattle, Washington." I tried to slow down my speed of speech so she could comprehend me. My voice seemed flat to me, but her heartbeat sped at the sound, making me think of another heartbeat. Despite my annoyance and impatience, I smiled a friendly smile. Humans seemed to cooperate more easily if there was no sense of urgency.

"Alright. Umm.. Name?"

I continued answering the mundane questions. Sometimes it amazed me how boring this world could be. After our two destinies collided, it's become simply unbearable. I felt dead, no pun intended. After being awakened, going back to my old ways was insufferable. I had never had much of a life, but living without living had been my focus for so long. It was hard to remember back then, sort of like with my faint human memories. She had become the point of focus of the entire universe, and when I left it was like ripping my soul out. That is not true, because I do not have a soul. But I would find the strength to leave again. For her soul. For her.

I was so impatient at this point I got through security that I was willing to threaten that I had a bomb and fly the plane to Seattle myself if it meant getting to her. I knew the air force would take me down if I tried. Damn.

Once I was on the plane I felt better. The flight attendants meandered about, and a girl's soccer team whispered and giggled like they were at a boy band concert. It seemed that the closer I got to her, the more alluring I became to humans. I spent the plane ride playing with my napkin and clenching and unclenching my hand to alleviate some of the intense impatience. When I saw her, I would restrain myself. She would not want to see me. She would not want me anymore.

"Please fasten your seat belts as we descend into Seattle, Washington." The crackly speakers announced overhead. Finally.

The minute the plane touched down I was out of my seat and through the plane door.