|Prologue|~

Edward's perfect fingers rested on the warm feel of his running MacBook Pro. The room was pitch dark, no lights to see the outside world in front of his large window that had the view of the forest, the river that ran slow and smooth. He could hear almost everything, the sound of a deer moving in the forest. That exact river, hikers nearby. He could hear the thoughts of so many greedy people. His mind was corrupted by all of that unpleasant noise. He just wanted to shut off the world now. He wanted nothing more than someone who has left his life. His nose flared, and his eyes were darker than usual, a shadow of black underneath them. He didn't seem healthy at all. He sat back in his chair taking a deep breath – though he did not need it – through his nose; which flared. His fingers pulled off the keyboard, a sense of frustration in his face. He couldn't finish what was written on his word document lit up on the computer. He wasn't one to write on the computer either; he usually used his pen and his paper; writing sweet calligraphy that showed stories in each words. But he couldn't bring himself to do so.

Dear Bella,

He leaned forward toward the computer again, pursing his lips into a tight line. His hands resting on the keyboard again, before he pulled them off quickly and let them run through his bronze hair that fell on his face. "Damn it." He growled under his breath and sighed greatly before shutting the laptop and standing up. He couldn't bare the thought of thinking anymore, hearing, touching, feeling. He wanted to escape this cruel world. He just wanted to shut everything off.

He walked to his chase and sat down on it, leaning over and gripping his falling hairs again, a soft knock on the door had made him crane his neck to look over. "Leave me alone." He muttered.

"Edward." The soft chirpy voice spoke with hurt, just as much of Edward and the door cracked open, letting the small light from the hallway peer through his bedroom, just a slit before the small pixie walked in herself. Closing the door and making the slit of light disappear. It was darker in the room than before since his laptop was closed. No light, anywhere. She let out a breath and Edward could spot a frown from afar on his sisters lips. "Please, let's just ta—"

"No-, Alice. Can we please, not?" He layed down on the chase and let his hands rest on his rock hard stomach, closing his eyes gently.

"I hate seeing you like this.. I hate what this has done to you. God Edward you have been in your room for months now; I haven't seen you left since—"

"Alice.. Please." Edward murmured, the thought of what Alice was about to say, sadden him even more. Let alone he couldn't bare of thinking of her.

"I'm sorry." Alice still had the small frown on her face, and turned on her heel grabbing the handle of the knob. She didn't turn it yet, she just stood in front of the door. "Are you coming hunting tonight?" She knew the question was stupid, though he hadn't hunt in months. But she had hope, with the slightest of luck that he would say yes.

"No." He mumbled, and opened his eyes. "I'll be fine, Alice.. I'm fine." He reassured her though she didn't believe him, she thought it'd be best to leave him where he was. Let him relax. She twisted the knob on the door, the slit of light appearing again, showing barley Edward's face, but a good look at it was morbid and unpleasant. She shook her head and walked out of the room, shutting the door quietly and making her way down the stairs.

"It's no use, Alice." Jasper mumbled softly and brushed his lips on her temple. "It'll be okay."

"I don't know, Jazz." Alice looked up at him, with hurt in her black eyes. "I just don't know."

"None of us do.. It's best to leave him alone. He lost something too valuable to him. Who knows how long it'll take him." Carlisle said from afar. "We jut have to let it be."

"Let it be." Alice repeated the words, a meek smile creeping on her face. "Let it be.." She whispered under her breath.

The Cullen's left, leaving Edward behind as usual. He didn't move an inch from the spot he was in. Instead he let his mind take him elsewhere. Something he called his; Safe Haven. It wasn't a dream, it wasn't a day dream, a night dream, whatever the mortals called it. He could not sleep, thus it couldn't be any of those. It was simply his imagination taking his empty mind somewhere else.

Bella, I miss you. He heard playing in his mind over and over again. It made him narrow his eyebrows in pain. Bella, I want you. He thought again. These words wouldn't seem to creep away from his thoughts. It irked him. Your lips, Your soft and warm hair, your warm skin upon mine. Your deep brown eyes, your everything. My world is cold without you. There are no shooting stars, no moonlight grazes, nothing. There is nothing in my world without you here.

He sat up, his eyes panged open and he ran his fingers through his bronze hair again. Swinging his legs over the chase and standing up. He brought his hands behind his back and looked out into the moonlit forest. He leaned his head to the side a little, dare he go out into this world right now but the burning of his throat wasn't making his decision of staying any easier. He just wanted to be with her.

He opened the large window of his room, and jumped down gracefully hitting the soft grass beneath his loafers. He pushed his hair back away from his face again, the moonlight glistened on his marble pale skin as he began to run faster than the eye could see. He picked up speed quickly, making his way towards the treaty line. He couldn't believe what he was about to do.

As he stopped dead on at the Ravine, he watched the water rubble down the path it was lead too. His eyes averted to the moon that lit up the smooth sound of the water. It was the only thing pleasant. As he brought himself a step back, and made his way to a large leap over the Ravine, he could soon hear the pounces of the wolves paws matting in with the shape of the earth. He got them to come. All of them. Certainly he only wanted one to come. The one who loved Bella as much as he did. Jacob. When they chased after him, he leaped to the other side of the Ravine, watching them hangover him from the other side. He tried to spot the one he wanted, the large reddish one.

"Jacob." He muttered, the wolf watched with his dark brown eyes, and averted them towards the others to leave. Edward could hear each and every thought running through Jacob's head. Which was perfect, only one would have to speak up. That would be, Edward. But of course his voice was velvet and but a whisper, enough for Jacob to hear.

What do you want, Cullen? He thought the word, Cullen as if it were a curse.

"Have you seen her?" He stepped forward, before leaning down to the mossy ground and taking a seat. His one leg hung over the small cliff.

You know I haven't. No one has, not even Charlie. Jacob sat down, before fully laying down. Feeling somewhat safe. Edward had no strength to hurt him anyway.

Edward looked down and picked at the moss with his hands. He looked up at him.

Jacob despised doing this but he had too. We are going to keep looking, Edward. We will find her. You know I wouldn't let myself from finding her just because it's been nearly six months since she's been gone.

Edward simply nodded. He pursed his lips into a tight line. His face crumbled as if he was about to cry of his lost love one.

Oh I know your stronger than that, don't cry. Jacob brought his head up, his eyes glistening in the moonlight. Come on, Bloodsucker.

"It won't happen, Jacob. I can't cry."

Jacob let out a soft gruff, as if laughing and pleased with what he said. No immortal soul can cry, gruesome right?

For once it was as if they were civil with each other. The loss of Bella brought them closer.

"You don't think it was the gunshot do you? The one we heard late that night in the forest?"

There are million of hunters out here in these woods. I'm sure nothing like that would of happened. Besides you walked her home didn't you?

"I walked her to the treaty, you walked her half the way."

Don't turn this on me.. Jacob put his head down. Don't make this my fault.

"You didn't walk her the rest of the way?" Edward's jaw tensed, and he glared deep into the wolves eyes.

I—Jacob's thoughts stopped, and he stood up. I should go.

"Jacob." Edward growled quickly standing up.

Get some meat on your bones, I don't want to start a fight and kill you too. Jacob turned around and looked into the dark forest.

Edward peered at him, trying to read any guilt off his face. "Jacob, I need to know. Did you walk her home that night like I had asked? Like I trusted you for her."

It's a long story. And with that Jacob darted off into the forest, his paws that matted into the earth making such disruption with everything else in the forest, became softer and softer.

Author's Note: So what do you think of this? It took me a little while to come up with it. But I thought good and hard. I thought I might take a break from my other story and write something a little more innocent.

It was mostly in Edward's point of view, though I wrote in third person I guess you could see some sense. This story will mostly be in his point of view, but sometimes it will switch around to Jacob, or too Bella. Which by the way, I hope I left much of a cliff hanger for you guys to figure out what happened to her. ;) Mwuaha, I'm so evil.

Reviews are nice! I'd love to see some reviews so I know if I could move on with this story or not. I don't know how long exactly this story will get before I take it to a cut. Chapters will be uploaded soon!