Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Edward's POV

"And we were hoping that this year we can make more money in fundraising because last year we had to charge…" I pretty much zoned out after that. These meetings were always so boring. I can never remember why I even ran for class office. All I wanted to do was leave and get to Bella. My Bella, my love. I smiled to myself. I still don't understand how I'm lucky enough to have such an amazing and beautiful girl. She's perfect in every way and she makes me feel whole, complete. And the best part was that she loved me just as much as I love her. I was feeling strangely anxious about her though. I just wanted to get home and make sure she made it back safely. I really hoped that she found Alice and got a ride. I just didn't feel right about her walking.

The half hour dragged. We talked about fundraising and pep rallies and other useless things. When they finally let us go I raced to my car. The whole ride home I found my stomach full of nervous butterflies. I really wanted, no needed, to see Bella. Something just felt off and I needed to hold her in my arms before I would believe everything is okay. When I got home, I parked in my driveway. Alice's Porsche was parked in the garage so if Bella got a ride then she would be home. I jogged across the street and knocked on the door. Renee answered.

"Hi Renee is Bella home?" I asked. She looked surprised.

"No. I thought she was at your house. She hasn't been home yet," she answered. My stomach dropped.

"Oh. Maybe she is there, I'll go check," I said instantly. "Goodbye Renee."

"Bye Edward." I ran across the street and burst into the house. I knew there was no logical reason for my panic, but I couldn't help it. I just had a bad feeling something had happened to her.

"Hello?" I called. "Bella? Alice?"

"What?" a voice answered. But not the voice I longed to hear. It was Alice. She was in the kitchen, eating a bowl of ice cream.

"Hey Alice have you seen Bella?" I asked quickly.

"No," she answered. "Not since lunch. Why?"

"Because she left school a half hour ago to walk home and she isn't back yet," I answered. Alice looked somewhat worried, but not nearly as panicked as I was feeling. I just had this gut feeling that something bad happened to Bella, that she needed me, needed my help.

"I'm sure she's fine Edward," Alice said soothingly. "Knowing her she's probably walking really slow so she won't trip." I rolled my eyes. Now was not the time for joking.

"Do you think she's hurt?" I asked. "Maybe she fell and hurt herself?"

"Edward calm down. Is there anywhere else she could've gone?" Alice asked. "Maybe the Hale's?"

"Why would she go there?" I asked, growing more and more annoyed. I mean come on, Rosalie isn't even there.

"I don't know, to talk to Jasper? Let's just go check," she said, hopping up. The two of us raced across the street and banged on their door. Jasper answered.

"What are you-" he began but I cut him off.

"Jasper, is Bella here? Have you seen her?" I asked.

"No I haven't. Why?" he asked.

"She hasn't come home yet. She was going to walk a half hour ago. It's only a ten minute walk Jasper," I said and he seemed surprised at how desperate my voice was.

"Edward chill. She's probably just lost or something. Maybe she tripped," Jasper said.

"If she tripped, she'd still be home Jasper," I said exasperatedly.

"Maybe she broke her arm or something and had to go to the emergency room," he suggested.

"I'll call Carlisle," I said quickly. I pulled out my phone.

"Edward?" he answered, sounding confused. "What's wrong?"

"Has Bella come into the hospital Dad?" I asked.

"No…why is something wrong with her?" he asked, his voice sliding into doctor mode.

"No she just hasn't come home yet. I was worried something might have happened since she was supposed to walk," I replied, frustrated. I didn't want her to be in the hospital but I needed to know where she was. And if she was in the hospital at least she would be safe.

"Well I'll keep an eye out for her," he said. "I'm sure she'll be home soon. She probably got lost."

"Right. Thanks." I hung up, turning to Alice and Jasper. "We have to find her."

"Let's give it an hour or so and see if she gets home," Alice said logically. "Then we can panic. Try calling her." I did but I just reached voicemail. I called again with the same result. I decided to text her. That way if she checked her phone she would know to get back to me, that it was urgent. Hey love, call me when you get this. I'm home and I don't know where you are. I'm anxious and I need you back here in my arms. I love you, Edward. I hit send and waited nervously for her to respond. She never did.

Alice, Jasper and I went back to my house. We were all tense and nervous. Suddenly, after a half hour of anxious pacing, there was a knock at the door. I ran over to it. Please be Bella, please be Bella, I begged silently. But it was Renee. Tears were rolling down her face and she looked frantic. I knew it then. Bella was hurt or missing or worse.

"Edward!" she gasped. "It's Bella." That was all I needed to hear. I started shaking and my hands balled into fists. Something was wrong with Bella, she was hurt, I just knew it.

"What happened Renee?" I asked, my voice coming out harsher then I meant it. "Renee what happened?" I asked in a more soothing voice. I took a deep breath.

"I just got a call from the police," she said, her voice depressed. "They got a phone call from a woman who saw…she saw Bella getting dragged into a red Chevy truck by some man!"

Hot anger bubbled up inside of me. I wanted to scream, to yell, to kick something, hit something. I wanted to find this man and kill him. I wanted my Bella back and no one was going to stop me.

"We have to find her!" I roared. Renee jumped backwards, startled. Alice came running up. She was crying but she wrapped her arms around Renee and tried to soothe her. I could tell Alice was much more upset then she was letting on but she was more focused on comforting Renee.

"Go upstairs Edward. Calm down. Then come back," she instructed, her voice steady despite the tears. I nodded. I stomped up the stairs and into my room. I was instantly tearing the room apart. I let out a frustrated yell and began ripping my CD's off of the wall. I needed to let my anger out on something. I started at the beginning of a row and just dragged my arm across it, knocking off every disk that was in my way. Some of the cases broke or popped open when they hit the floor. But I didn't care. CD's were replaceable. Bella wasn't. We needed to find her. Eventually, there was nothing left on the shelves but my floor was covered, barely any room to walk. The disks and cases were just littered on the floor. I took a few deep breaths and walked back downstairs. Renee was sitting with Esme, sobbing.

"I'm sorry for my previous behavior," I said stiffly. "I was…quite angry." Understatement of the year.

"It's fine. I can relate," Renee said with a weak smile.

"Have you heard anything more?" I asked, my voice surprisingly calm, but dead. I needed to hear facts, know what was happening. The more I knew, the more likely I was to find her.

"Well I guess the woman heard a scream from her upstairs bedroom and looked out of her window to see Bella being dragged into a red Chevy truck by a tall, well muscled man in a white t-shirt and jeans. Bella was struggling I guess but by the woman got downstairs to try and help, they were gone. She got the first three letters of the license plate, before it turned a corner. RQK something," she said, clinging to the details like life preservers. Each detail was like a breath of fresh air after being underwater for too long. "She called the police right afterwards."

"Any sight of the truck or of Bella or the man?" I asked rapidly. Renee shook her head.

"They sent out an Amber alert," she responded, pointing across the room to the TV. I turned to the screen for the first time and saw a picture of Bella on the screen. She was smiling and looking so perfect and happy it broke my heart. I wanted to cry but I held the tears back, focusing instead on the blurry words on the screen. 18-year-old Caucasian female. Last seen in Phoenix at her school wearing black and white checkered dress. Seen in a red Chevy truck first three license letters RQK with tall, Caucasian male in white t-shirt and jeans. If any information call 911 or the number below immediately.

Please let them find her, I prayed. Please God let them find her safe.

"We'll need to gather a search party. I'll talk to the neighbors. Renee is going to call Charlie. Edward, you can call Rosalie and Emmett, have them bring their friends from school," Esme instructed quietly. She stood up and ran out the door, already banging on the neighbors doors and telling them what happened. Renee got shakily to her feet to call Charlie. I pulled out my cell phone, dialing Emmett's number.

"Hey Edward! How's my favorite brother?" he answered in his happy, cheerful tone. Such contrast to what I was feeling.

"Emmett," I said, my voice sounding desperate and miserable. "Bella's been kidnapped." I heard something bang then, as Emmett presumably hit something. "We need you to come down with your friends and help us find her. Turn on the TV, it has all the information."

"Shit Edward," he yelled. Emmett was pissed, beyond pissed. "Fuck!"

"I know. I have to call Rosalie. Just get down here as soon as you can," I instructed.

"Right. Bye." We both hung up. I dialed Rosalie's number next.

"Hello?" she answered.

"It's Bella," I said instantly, no hello, no nothing. This was too urgent. "She's been kidnapped."

"What?" Rosalie choked. I could hear her sobbing.

"She's been kidnapped," I repeated. "I need you to come back, help us search for her. I already called Emmett."

"Poor Bella," she sobbed.

"I know Rose. I have to go." I hung up quickly. Renee came back into the room, fresh tears in her eyes.

"Charlie's flying down from Forks," she said softly. "He says to start the search without him." I nodded weakly.

Emmett, Rosalie and a group of about twenty other college guys arrived an hour later. The police were already out searching, and Jasper had to basically hold me down to keep me from going. But we had to wait for Emmett and Rose before we left, it was only fair. Renee and Esme had gone with the police to search and I hated being left behind.

Once they arrived we split up into groups, carloads. Emmett, Alice, Jasper and I all took my Volvo. We drove slowly down each street, scoping out every car and truck, hoping, praying to find her. We searched for hours, driving down every side street in the entire city. Every time I saw a red truck my heart would leap but they were never the right ones. It was almost three in the morning. Alice suggested going home to get some sleep. She said I was in no condition to drive. But I couldn't sleep, even if I tried. I had to find Bella. I got a phone call at about three thirty, from Renee.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Edward they think he took Bella out of the city. We've looked everywhere. They're going to continue the search but I want you to go home and sleep," she said. She wasn't crying anymore. She seemed beyond that.

"I'm not tired. I'll keep looking, I'm fine," I said. I heard Renee take a breath to answer me but she was cut off by a strangled cry, from Alice.

"There it is!" Alice's shriek cut through me like a knife. I saw the car she was pointing at. And sure enough it was a red Chevy truck with license plate RQK5586. I told Renee the address and hung up quickly. I pulled over and sprinted up to the house it was parked in front of. It was old and the paint was peeling off of the walls. The door was unlocked and we opened it silently. Emmett and Jasper were right behind me, ready to fight if we needed to. Alice was crying silently. When we waked inside we saw the floor was covered in dust, except for footprint and two lines that must've been where he dragged Bella. I held my breath to keep from screaming. I followed the footsteps that led to a locked door. Emmett slammed against the door, sending it bursting open and I rushed in. I recognized Bella's figure lying on the bed, but I had no idea if she was dead or alive. There was blood on the blankets and her clothes were torn slightly. I knew what happened and a strangled cry left my throat, tears blinding me. There was a man standing over her and he looked up at me with shocked eyes. All of the sudden my mind went blank and my instincts kicked in. Before I knew what was happening, I attacked him.

A/N: I know it's kind of short, sorry. I hope you guys are liking this sequel, even though it's darker then the previous story. Keep on REVIEWING!!