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This chapter will be in Edward's POV.

Tearless

I was sitting on a big rock in a forest, hiding in the shadows of the trees. With a frown that seemed to have embedded itself forever into my complexion, I scowled at two birds singing together on a wobbly branch, happy as a lark. They seemed to be singing a joyful song, fluttering their wings, hopping delicately around the unstable bough. I half wanted them to fall off the branch, angry that they should be so happy while I was thoroughly beyond miserable.

But who was I to encroach upon their bliss? I had just intruded upon Bella's life, and I shouldn't do so again to any other. I sighed, thinking again for the thousandth time of Bella's smiling face, her big brown eyes innocently gazing at me. I punched the ground with a clenched fist, angry that I should break my promise not to think of her again. It only gave me pain. I had no right, not one ounce of privilege to long for her.

I plopped down on the ground and stared up at the green leaves of the trees entwined together.

Was she happy?

Did she move on?

I hoped so, but the other half of me wished fervently that she had not. Although I had hidden any traces of myself, I prayed that her memory would hold me forever, until death.

Death. A frustrated sigh escaped my lips as I covered my eyes with my hands. Bella was always endangering her life, clumsy and unbalanced as she was. Automatically, a smile came to my lips as I recalled her always tripping and bumping into things, then calling out with a sweet voice that she was fine.

My thoughts abruptly came to an end as the annoying ringing of my cell phone started again. My family member was probably calling to ask if I was ok, and what was I doing, if I could come home. It was Alice. I snatched up the phone to stop the irritating vibrations and growled,

"What?"

Alice's voice was worried and panicked as she said,

"Edward, I think something is wrong with Bella."

My brain instantly froze, and it seemed as if my dead heart sank to the ground. I cried out,

"What did you see?"

"Bella jumped from a cliff and crashed into the water. But that was all I saw, and the vision went blank."

I stood up and stared blankly at the forest, my brain too numb to think. Alice's voice called out,

"Edward? Are you there? Edward! Do you think she committed suicide?"

I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. I let the phone slip from my hands as I continued to stare into the dark, brooding woods. My cell phone smashed unto the hard ground, making a sickening crack as it landed. But my eyes were focused on the spaces between the trees. I did the only thing that I could do at the moment. I ran.

I ran, my dry sobs racking my body until it shook.

I ran until the sun went down, until it was night. Finally, I collapsed unto the hard soil, still howling with the searing pain that tore at my chest. I grabbed a fistful of dirt, my pale hands stained with brown marks. I clenched my teeth together, my face tight and hard.

Maybe she didn't die. Alice's visions weren't always true. Still mournful, I walked slowly back home.

Esme threw open the door, her face mourning and worried. She did not greet me with hugs and exclamations of joy, which I was grateful for. My family had gathered in the living room, their faces grieved and serious. The only face angry was that of Rosalie's.

She strode to where I was and grabbed my shoulders angrily. Her face was snarling as she screeched,

"Where have you been? Moping around? Did the news of poor Bella bring you here? Is she that important, more important than your family?"

I growled,

"Get off me, Rosalie."

She snorted and glowered at me, her golden eyes flashing.

"Bella died, Edward. Stop putting our family into this mess and get back to your life!"

"Rosalie."

Carlisle stood up from his seat and put a stern hand on her shoulder. He was frowning as he muttered,

"Please, let's postpone this until later. Right now, we must do something."

Rosalie threw me another dirty look and stormed out of the room. Emmett sighed and went after her, and gave me an apologetic glance. I turned to Alice and read her thoughts.

I wonder if Bella is really dead… I hope not…

She turned to me and noticed me reading her thoughts. She shook her head and gave me her vision.

Bella neared the cliff, and she was grinning to herself. She whispered in the softest voice,

"That's not going to work, Edward. I'm going to jump."

I reached out automatically as I saw her leap into the air and fall rapidly into the black vacuum. When the vision ended, I sank down unto the ground and stared at the small window of the living room. Then, I decided.

"I'm going to Forks."

"We're coming too."

Jasper stood up, his face worried. I snapped,

"No, I'm going alone."

"Edward…"

I stood up rapidly, my face adamant. No one made another step or action to stop me as I quickly walked to the door.

The cool night breeze hit my face as I began to run frantically to the nearest airport, my thoughts only on Bella.

If she was dead, I could not live with myself.