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This is mostly that original chapter 3, but I decided to fix it a little bit… The plot was kind of confusing, so I had to change it and all that. I'll tell you in the story which part is new… it's at the bottom. :) It's basically 2 chapters combined into one.

Thank you…

P.S I'm really sorry for not updating sooner. I'll try to update regularly from now on… I might even be able to type some during my vacation or something.

Utterly Absurd

"Hello, how may I help you, sir?"

The woman behind the counter smoothed her navy suit with her finger, her annoying thoughts ringing in my ears. He is so hot! Good thing that I wore make up today. I knew that something good was going to happen. She smiled, showing off her overly glossy lips. Humans! They were all the same! It was irking and most bemusing, but I controlled my face complexion. I smiled politely –Oh my gosh, he just smiled at me? At me, right?- and said,

"Excuse me, do you have any extra plane tickets left for the airplane to Seattle, Washington?"

The woman looked surprised. She said in a rueful tone,

"I think you can only get it by prepaid arrangement…"

I leaned closer, however resentful I was of this, and flashed my teeth at her. Her eyes immediately drew notice of my teeth and lingered there. I breathed,

"Do you have any plane tickets left?"

The woman looked flustered as she opened a drawer and took out a mustard colored folder. She grinned at me and mouthed,

"One moment."

I nodded and went to a nearby chair to wait. I stared blankly at the laughing travelers, talking and telling each other how much they had, or is going to have. I sighed and hung down my head. The vision of Bella jumping kept playing in my mind, becoming clearer and more painful each time.

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

I no longer reached forward to save her from her leap. It was now more of a painful, agonizing viewing of her actions. I felt like a fool to just stand by and watch her.

"Sir?"

The woman at the counter motioned me to her, a foolish grin on her face. I quickly got up and strode, a little too fast for a human jog, to the desk.

The woman winked and waved a plane ticket in my face.

"I contacted the Department of—"

I didn't care to focus on what she had said next. Fishing out money, I basically shoved it at her in my hurry to get the airplane ticket.

"The Plane to Seattle leaves in twenty minutes."

A woman's voice blared out to every inch of the airport, causing many to shuffle their baggage, annoyed that it wasn't an announcement to call them into their certain planes. The ticket clenched in my fist, I hurriedly handed it to the man checking them. He nodded in a bored way for me to get in, and unhooked the red, velvet rope. Having no baggage with me, I immediately sat down.

Finally, the plane started to ascend.

Every minute in the air seemed to tick by like hours, nourishing my angst and nervousness.

When the plane rolled to a stop, I ran out, ignoring the stares that people gave me. It took a lot of my patience to not just break into my vampire speed. I didn't stop running until I was outside.

"Taxi!"

I waved my hand at a nearby taxi, which stopped at my signal. Hurriedly, I opened the door and handed the driver extra cash. One thing that I knew for sure, humans were driven by greed.

"Go fast. Forks."

The driver nodded curtly and squealed to a start. My hand tapped impatiently on the leather seat, which made the driver go faster. I sighed in frustration. Couldn't the man go any faster? He was driving at 60 mph, which he considered road racing.

"Excuse me."

The taxi driver, focused on the driving which he considered highly risky and dangerous, grunted a reply.

"Stop here."

He started at my sudden statement, but obeyed. When we were on the side of the road, I tapped the driver on the shoulder.

"Move over, I'm driving."

His eyes nearly popped out of its sockets. I sighed in frustration. The faster we get there, the better.

"I won't steal the car."

I searched in my pockets and drew out two hundred dollar bills.

"Here, take this and move over."

The driver fingered the bills greedily, licking his lips. His slow thoughts reasoned with himself that I was not going to steal the car. Finally, he nodded and scooted away from the driving seat. With relief, I hurriedly got in front of the steering wheel.

Ignoring the driver's frantic thoughts concerning my speed, I drove along, my eyes glaring at the road. The green sign reading, "Welcome to Forks" went by like a blur. I squeaked to a stop at the cliff that I had seen in Alice's vision. Turning halfway, I handed the driver all the money left over in my wallet.

"Thanks."

I dashed to the edge of the cliff, my feet creating splashes in the small puddles of rain. I peered down the cliff's edge with an ache pounding at my heart. The water was as exactly as the vision had shown. The murky liquid swirled around in erratic directions, rhythmically clashing against the cliff. I knelt as I imagined Bella standing here, a firm resolution to end her life. I slowly stood, not caring to brush off the dust that was staining my clothes. There was only one way to confirm this, and it was to dive into the water myself. I knew that by being here, I was defying the long kept treaty, but that did not matter now.

I bent towards the water, my eyes focused. With a small breath, I jumped.

The fall was much too slow, and I was hurried to get into the water to begin my search. It was nothing compared to running vampire style.

I slid into the water gracefully, not even making a small splash. The water rippled from my body as I concealed myself within its watery gloom. I grabbed one of the sharp protruding rocks as I stared wildly at my surroundings.

I may have been swimming for hours. It was strange, how time seemed to pass underwater. Minutes could stretch to hours, yet shrink to seconds. Even my perfect vampire brain could not keep track of how long I had been searching. The gray rocks looked all the same as I dashed past them, looking for anything to tell me what had happened to Bella.

I punched the side in frustration, then quickly regretted it as it began to shake. I cursed under my breath and began to swim up when I saw something fall from the corner of my eye. When I turned around to face the falling object, I beheld that it was a white shoe. It must've fallen when the cliff vibrated. I shot toward it like a bullet, my brain thudding against my head excitedly.

My hand outstretched, I grabbed the shoe. I nearly dropped it when I realized who had worn it. My body shook uncontrollably as I stared at it wildly, repeating to myself that the horror that I was beholding was not true. It was not true. I shook my head violently, small sobs escaping from my lips.

My grip on the shoe tightened as I hugged it closely to my chest.

Alice's vision was true, then.

I threw myself at the cliff's sharp sides, wanting to inflict myself pain. I did not care whether it was shaking, threatening to fall. I collided with it until my blood was floating around me.

Bella, Bella! No!

I leaned my head against the cliff, too grieved and too guilty to move. I was a murderer, the cause of the death of my angel.

Slowly, I moved my limbs to get out of the water. I could not live any longer. I did not deserve to live. I gradually drifted to the shore, my body too numb to care, too grief stricken to urge me to go faster. The tide pushed me to the sand, as if tired of me too.

This is the new part:

I got up slowly from the sand and gazed at the tranquil water gently swishing unto the shore. The sun glazed over the water and shone right at my face, but I did not care to squint. This would be the closest I would ever be to my Bella. I cursed myself silently, a fool that I was, for letting her go like this.

The only human I would ever love and cherish.

Soon, the curtains of nightfall began to envelope over the beach. I was breaking the treaty. The law, by being here. But that was the least I could do for Bella, just one last time, before I gave myself up to death.

"You! Bloodsucker!"

I turned around with a small smile, already expecting what was to happen next.

"Why the hell are you here? You are breaking the treaty!"

I stared at Jacob Black, his young, tan face creased in anger and confusion. His thoughts were filled with ire at what I was, at what I've done.

"I came here to find Bella."

Jacob clenched his fists and began to shake in anger. He snorted,

"Find Bella? Why? Weren't you the one who had left her in the first place?"

I didn't respond, but continued to gaze at the lapping water. I heard his thoughts slowly put two and two together. His eyes grew wide in pain and sheer anger. His voice was strangled as he pointed a shaking finger at me.

"You… you…! Bella… she… that's why she was missing…!"

This time, I couldn't respond. In a split second, Jacob had exploded into a gigantic wolf, his savage eyes glowering wickedly at me. A deep growl escaped from his throat, a bass sound of agony and fury.

His claw slashed through the air like a blur, clawing deep into my chest.

I gasped and gripped my bleeding chest painfully, but it was of no compare to the pain in my heart. I gave a pained smile and murmured,

"Thank you, Jacob."

Jacob paused, his eyes confused and frustrated. With an animal-like sigh, he came back to his normal human form.

His face was tight with anger as he said in a constrained voice,

"Go."

"No, kill me first."

The boy yelled,

"Go! I'm doing this for Bella! I don't want to kill you just because you can get rid of your stupid guilt!"

I gripped my wounded chest and said calmly,

"I know that you are angry at me—"

"Angry?"

Jacob's face was dripping with pure resentment and bitterness.

"You don't understand at all, do you? Have you any idea how Bella suffered because of you? And even through all that, she still loved you. It was infuriating. And I would kill you right now, if it wasn't for Bella. I'd—"

"You'd tear me to pieces and burn my flesh into ashes."

Jacob's eyes flashed as he growled,

"You mind reading bastard."

I smiled humorlessly and continued,

"And I know what you're thinking now. You are thinking about either just letting me go or calling to your other dogs."

Jake was shaking with fury as I whispered,

"Coward. Kill me yourself."

The young werewolf took a deep breath and snarled,

"I will, if we meet again."

With one last scowl, he turned his back at me and ran full speed in the opposite direction. I fell to my knees and clutched my chest with an agonized sigh. Jacob had refused to kill me. Then there was only one other…

I scraped the sand into my fists until my knuckles were whiter than bone. I was pathetic- my life was pathetic- without Bella. Was I to seek my death in order to get rid of this filthy guilt, this never stopping pain?

And the worst part of it was, it'd continue for eternity.

"Edward."

I snapped my head up at the sound of that gentle, soothing voice, my eyes scanning the beach crazily.

"Bella?"

My voice came out softer than a whisper of the wind, my dead heart aching. I let out a dry sob as she spoke again,

"Please go home."

"Bella! Where are you? Please come back to me!"

Her voice was fading into nothingness as she murmured softly in my ear,

"Live and love me forever."

I strained my eyes, although my vision was perfect in the inky night.

"Bella, Bella, no!"

But there was nothing more.

With one last dry sob, I slowly rose from the sand and walked quickly out of the beach: homeward.