Well, Here's another chapter of Forgetting Kate Denali.

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EPOV:

Fuck.

Having to start over is not fun. Getting away from your lover isn't that fun either. But, in my case, it's necessary. I was going to miss that bitch. If I wanted to start over, I have to stop thinking of her. Unfortunately, it isn't that easy.

As I stand in my house, looking around the room, I shake my head. I was leaving for good, and not coming back. I threw the boxes on the floor completely pissed, completely done.

When I get to Forks, Washington, I'll be a new man. I won't need a woman to fulfill my life—much to mother's dismay—I will be a bachelor. I will have, the money, the cars. Everything I could every dream of.

Except…her.

"I don't need her," I mutter to myself, throwing my clothes angrily into the suitcase. I struggle to believe my words, but it's too hard and I know I'm lying to myself. "fuck." I curse for what it felt like the thousandth time today.

I grab my iPod and blast my music until the ear buds bleed and my ears throb. Whatever it takes to get her, off my mind.

And of course, it didn't work.

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I sit in my seat on the airplane, gazing out the window. I shake my head as I try to keep my mind on what I'm doing. Getting away from her. Let's just hope this works.

I pull my sleeves further down my arms, to hide the scars from my disgusting habit. I have a sudden urge to run the airplane bathroom and seep the razor into my skin as Kate's words drift into my mind, but I resist as I stare out at the scenery again.

This is going to be a long day.

I took a soft nap, after my need. It got my mind off of the current matter. I dreamt of Kate, so it didn't really help. Suddenly, as she drifts in my mind, I start to have that urge, that need, that want again. I woke up with a jump.

I start to find it harder to resist the longer it took to get to Forks. I almost dragged myself to the restroom to use my razorblade on my begging skin; again. I resist, but it takes a lot out of me.

I decide to take my mind off of things, so I grab my iPod and start listening to Young by Hollywood Undead. Then I grab a magazine, so I start to read AP. It stands for Alternative Press. It's a magazine filled with bands like Blink-182, Green Day, All Time low, and Taking Back Sunday. It also has Kill switch Engage. I love this magazine. It usually keeps my mind occupied.

After about an hour of reading AP magazines, and listening to my punk playlist, I start to get bored. I still had another 3 hours on the airplane. I decide to see what movie was playing on the plane. I call the stewardess over.

"Excuse me, what movie is playing?" I ask her politely. Her name tag said her name was Tanya.

"Well, they're playing two movies; Dude, Where's My Car and Sydney White. Would you like a DVD player and a set of earphones?" She bent over to show her cleavage. It was way too obvious that she was flirting with me. I was disgusted, but I didn't let it show.

I suddenly remember what movies she said were playing. I couldn't watch either of them. I couldn't watch Dude, Where's My Car because Kate and I were watching that movie right before she broke my heart. I couldn't watch Sydney White because that's Kate's favorite movie.

"No thank you, I was just wondering."

"Okay, let me know if you need anything." She turned around and started walking a way, swinging her hips too much. I turned to the window and dry gagged quietly.

I just decide to continue what I was doing earlier.

After half an hour, I fall asleep again

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I woke up to the flight attendant's voice.

"Flight 33 is now landing in Port Angeles. I repeat, Flight 33 is now landing in Port Angeles."

By two minutes, we landed and I boarded off the plane.

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Pixie Hollow: -IAmCullenized- and I wrote this chapter together, it was fun! She's an amazing author, so review please! Stay tuned, we're getting to the good stuff….