A/N: In case anyone had trouble figuring this out – he/him/his/etc

A/N: In case anyone had trouble figuring this out – he/him/his/etc. is all Edward. Since it hurts Bella to say/think his name, I figured that this was an easier way to clarify.  Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing! All characters and such belong to Stephenie Meyer.

I didn't know what to do now. I realized I couldn't go back to Charlie, and he would search for me. Eventually, I'm sure that there would be an assumption that I was dead. I knew this would kill Charlie and I had to say good bye somehow.

Charlie would be at work right now, so I thought it would be a good time to go back. I just hoped that the smell of a human wouldn't engulf me. I figured I could get some of my clothes and leave some sort of thank you to Charlie, and let him know how much I loved him.

I ran to my house, and was back in a matter of minutes. As a human I would have taken at least a few hours, and it felt strange to be back already. Opening the door, I was expecting to be hit with the best odor I had ever smelled. Yet somehow, I smelled nothing but the aroma of my dad's house – the same smell I'd accepted as a human.

My room didn't have any differences either – except that I could smell him there. In my bed, on the rocking chair, on my clothes, he was all I could smell. While I had obviously never "smelled" him as a human, I recognized it immediately.

While I was going through my clothes and throwing them into an old backpack, I noticed one floorboard was slightly higher than the others. I would never have noticed this three days ago with my weak human eyes. I tore the board off the floor, and gasped as a pain ripped through my chest and made my unbeating heart jump.

Everything I thought he had taken – it was all here. The pictures, the CD, all of it had been right under my floorboard this entire time. So were the pictures I thought he had sent to Renee.

I flipped through the pictures until I found one of my father and myself. On the back, I wrote "I love you so much Dad! Thank you for everything, I'm so glad I came to live with you. Love, Bella." This would have to be my way of saying goodbye to Charlie, as much as it hurt. I didn't look at the pictures of him, it hurt too much. I just threw them into my backpack with my clothes, and I left.

I ran from my house, I ran from Forks. I began heading north towards Canada, when I realized I had no idea where I was going. Where was there TO go? I thought to myself of people I could go to; there was always them, but they don't want me around them, and I wasn't going to make them. They had talked about a clan in Denali, but what would I say? "Hi, I'm a newborn and I don't really know what I'm doing, can I live with you?" That's a ridiculous thought.

I realized that I only really had one option – I would stay by myself. If I ran into another vegetarian vampire, maybe I'd join them. But if I was being honest with myself, I knew there was only one vampire family that I wanted to be with.

Alice POV:

Everything was different since we'd left Forks. I'd lost my best friend, but I didn't expect to lose my family, too. I missed Bella, I missed Edward, and I missed Rosalie and Emmett. Even the people who were still here weren't the same. Carlisle didn't smile anymore. Esme was mourning – she wanted her children to come back home. Jasper was suffering through everyone else's emotions. And he missed his brothers and sister.

I wished I could look into Bella's future, but Edward would kill me. If only he couldn't read minds. I mean, sure, I didn't have to think about it, but I doubt I'd be able to hide it.

I did look for her future once, but I couldn't see anything. I don't know why this is, but I tried to put it out of my mind anyway, for Edward's sake. But of course, he still picked this out of my thoughts when I thought he wasn't around. Needless to say, he wasn't exactly ecstatic at what I'd done.

I don't understand why he'd made us leave. He needed Bella, and she needed him too. Jasper had always said that their love was one of the strongest loves he'd ever felt. And even without being able to see Bella's future, I was willing to bet that she was suffering nearly as much as Edward.

Edward. I missed him so much. I was furious with him for making me leave, but I still missed him nonetheless. I wish he'd come home, if even just for a little while.

I sighed at this thought, and Jasper tried to send me waves of comfort and love. I smiled at him thankfully, but he knew that I was still upset. He kissed my spiky hair and lay down with me, still sending waves of comfort.

"Ahh, I see I wasn't the first to get to you now, was I?" Victoria stared down at a brown haired vampire whose face I couldn't see. "Did your Edward finally give in and change you? Or was it someone else in his family?" She sneered the word family as if it were comical.

"No," the girl whispered. "He didn't. It wasn't any of them."

"Is that so? I'm intrigued Bella – who DID change you then? If it wasn't your precious Edward or any of the other Cullens…who was it that got to you before I could?"

"BELLA!" I screamed as my vision came to an end. I looked up into Jasper's face and whispered her name again, "Oh no…Bella."