I never wanted to head back, I just wanted to forget, I needed to forget everything! I kept running for as long as I thought possible. Hoping that no one would come looking for me, I didn't want to see anyone. All I knew was I was running north, as far as possible. I could see things getting whiter with snow. Cold in the air, except of course, I couldn't feel the cold physically, and yet I felt so cold inside.
I never wanted to be human again, not until Bella -my Bella, was gone forever. Cold, empty, with a beat less heart. Turned into a vampire. A filthy bloodsucker. Dead. Her life would be taken away by the person she chose to love. Chose over me, her sun. I couldn't do anything about it, except to run, try to escape, leave her presence. Leave everything that reminded me of her behind.
By the time I realized how far I had gone it was already dark in the woods, and I was nowhere near tired of running, but I decided to stop, and find someplace to sleep, leave consciousness behind. The trees around me were already different, I knew I was at least out of the country, somewhere in Canada or maybe even Alaska. It's impossible for me to tell how far across a continent a werewolf could go, especially under my motives. I couldn't sleep, I was filled with anger and was too much of a human to feel comfortable in the middle of the forest. I started to wander, listening to the forest sounds.
I was desperately trying to find some measure of comfort when all of the sudden I saw something move in the shadows, followed by an unnatural breeze moving the trees. That's when I caught the stench. That stomach choking vampire stench.
