A/N: Okay, Bella's POV in this chapter is a little bit of a cliche on FanFic, but I wanted it to happen, so yea.
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2. Patience
Bella POV
Weeks have passed since the heartbreak of the year. Charlie's been threatening to send me to Jacksonville—I stubbornly refuse every time. But that's the most I've talked since they left.
I know they only left because he thought I would be safer without him. That doesn't mean that I wish he hadn't left. God knows I do.
My chest felt like my heart had been torn right out of my chest; like an empty hole. In no way had I dealt with his absence well. By any means.
What I wouldn't give to go shopping with Alice; be calmed by Jasper; be glared at by Rosalie; be loved by Esme; be made fun of by Emmett; be medically treated by Carlisle one last time. What I wouldn't give to see Edward's magnificent, godlike face again.
I can't take it anymore. I can't live through this pain. It's too much. It has to end.
My fingers tapped the counter top as I searched through the cabinet.
Hmm. It's here somewhere, I know it is. I had it out just last night when Charlie was coughing up a storm. Oh! That's right! It's on the coffee table next to Charlie's chair.
My numb legs walked through the kitchen and into the living room, picking up the bottle of cold medicine. I skipped happily up to my room—or as happy I could be, at least.
I closed the door—making sure it wasn't locked, so that it would be easy for Charlie to find me. I opened the bottle of cold medicine and held it up to my mouth, ready to drink…
I can't do this, not now. I have to give some kind of closure to Charlie before I "go."
My suicide mission is postponed indefinitely.
Alice POV
God! Can't this plane go any faster? I just had a vision of Bella…dead. She freaking overdosed on cold medicine. Purposely! How could she do that? I mean think of Charlie! Imagine what he would be going through. Hopefully she hasn't done it yet.
I had planned on sneaking away from Edward to go be with Bella once again, but this only made me do it sooner.
"We will be landing in Seattle, Washington in two minutes, please secure yourself in your seat belts. Thank you." The stewardess announced.
Not fast enough! Come on, come on, come on.
Geez, if a vampire could have A.D.D…
I decided to at least try to be patient. I wouldn't have this problem if Jasper was with me, but he couldn't risk taking a plane—small, enclosed space with a bunch of humans, and many of them smelling delicious. Thankfully I had the skill to resist, but poor Jasper.
"Welcome to Seattle, Washington." The pilots voice said before I noticed that we had landed. "The time is 8:37 P.M. Have a good evening." The fake happy tone in everyone's voice was annoying.
The stewardess's led us all through the small airplane door. I held my breath, just in case.
Ah, fresh air at last.
I figure it would be easier to just run to Bella's house, rather than drive. Well, off I go.
A/N: See what I told you about the cliche? I know, I know, it's so overdone. But I still wanted to do it. I love writing in Alice's POV, but I still feel like Bella's side should be shown too. And who knows? Maybe Jasper will get his chance to share.