(Edward's P.O.V.)
Bella, I thought. Oh, Bella I'm so sorry! I couldn't have been more of an idiot. I ruined it for us forever! Oh, Bella, if I could just say sorry and make everything better like in a children's movie…
And for the first time in my life, I thought I felt a tear slide down my cheek. I knew that it wasn't possible yet it felt so real that I looked up, expecting buckets of rain to pour down on me. I was sitting. I should've been running to apologize to her but I was just sitting in the meadow with my arms out like I was giving a gift.
It wasn't a tear. It was the rain.
A moment later, the water came down, hard. It soaked me in an instant. That did it. I broke down in tearless sobs, shaking in my dismay. As I shook soundlessly, the rain spread through my- as Bella described it- sandy, bronze hair.
Sitting there in the endless rain, soaked in the meadow that I loved so much was… me. Not the Edward Cullen who sat with a plate full of untouched food in the Forks High School Cafeteria. The real me sat there, crying nothingness in my emotional time. I could feel that it was me as in I understood that Edward was sitting there, Edward's soul, my soul.
Of course that wasn't true. I didn't have a soul. Or did I?
Edward, what is wrong? A voice in my head asked. It was Alice. She was here, in the meadow, coming near me. I could feel her presence as she strode her graceful walk that all vampires had.
Great, I thought. She knows my hiding place.
"Nothing," I murmured despite my infuriation. I stopped shaking. Why shake when Alice was there? It was embarrassing.
Don't say that, Edward! Something is wrong and I know it.
Of course, she would have seen me here in a vision.
"You saw me." It was a statement more than an educated guess or question.
"No," she said aloud. She sounded surprised. Continuing in her head, she said, Carlisle told me that you were coming here. I'm not surprised. It's beautiful, if only it were sunny-
"NO! Not beautiful! Bella is beautiful! NOT HERE!!!" I roared. I had never done that to Alice except back in 1961 when I yelled at her because she voted for John F. Kennedy and I nominated the other guy. Of course, she saw the future and won the bet of twenty bucks.
I see, she thought. Where is-
When she didn't finish her thought I looked up at her. Her eyes were blank with no emotion in them. They were no particular color; almost white. I had seen her like this before. I saw her like this the day before the Hindenburg crashed. I saw her like this when we were exploring a cave just before a cave-in. I saw her like this when she "saw" Bella jumping off a cliff. I knew this look. She was having a vision. And I knew, without question, that Bella was in trouble.
"Alice! What do you see?" I demanded when she shook free of her trance.
"It was- it was Bella." Fear shone in her eyes. I said no more and ran.
I regretted everything that I had said horrible about Bella. I needed her to live. Without her, I knew dang well that I certainly, without thinking, go to the Volturi and demand that they kill me. Bella was my air that I breathe, the blood that I drank, and the courage that I bore. Bella was me and I was Bella. Nothing could separate us and if something did then I would kill myself so that we could truly be together in the afterlife. So now that Bella was in deeper trouble then before, I had to get to her house before it was too late.
I was in too much of a hurry to get to her house that I didn't use my vampire senses. The only sense that I did use was to see if Charlie was in her room. He wasn't so I made my move.
When I rushed into Bella's room, I tasted bile. I wasn't sure if it was because werewolf resident, Jacob Black was kissing my love or because Bella was enjoying it just as much as he was.
"Jacob. I… love…" She kissed him hard and solid. I stared in shock as Jacob moved his lips over her cheek just as I had always done. He whispered, "Isabella Swan. Isabella Swan. Isabella Swan," slowly, then traced her eyes with his lips. Soon, he slid them back into place with Bella unforgettable mouth. It was the most hurtful thing that anyone could have done to me and Bella was the criminal caught in the action.
Suddenly, Jacob inhaled deeply and froze solid. He glared at the mirror, so I did, too. I saw myself. He knew I was there. Bella looked up into his evil eyes with confusion but only for a moment. That was because he morphed into a werewolf that very instant, inside Bella's room.
Shreds of blue jeans and shoes flew everywhere, coating Bella's bed and floor. One of the shoelaces landed on my shoulder and Jacob seemed to want it back. That instant, he turned around and threw his enormous body at me. I didn't realize before how large he was. It was very clear now that he was even bigger than Emmett!
"JAKE!! WHAT'S THE MATTER!?" Bella screamed. I dodged Jacob left and right moving quicker than a hawk. He fell to his knees after the last dodge. I took advantage of it and lunged at his throat with my teeth. But I saw his eyes flick back to me at the last second and he rolled away from me and jumped up. I saw him jump in front of Bella with her frightened eyes staring at but not seeing me.
It was such a horrible feeling and I couldn't hold in my agony. I cried out and lunged at Bella's window, opened it a bit and flung myself out after closing it again. I plummeted down to the concrete below and flew into my Volvo just as the werewolf came crashing through the window sending tiny pieces of glass sprawling onto the ground.
I immediately stomped on the gas pedal and raced Jacob Black to the end of the street. I reached up to about 150 and then decreased my speed as I saw I was loosing him. That was strange. Werewolves could catch up to vampires if they wanted to- and Jacob defiantly did- so then why did I loose him? I didn't have time to answer because before long a beautiful, black Mercedes swerved to avoid hitting me.
