Yay! Time for something historically inaccurate!

I ran into the forest, leaving the coast behind me. I stopped in the middle of a clearing, and sniffed the air. I smelled dear and found a herd of them drinking water from a stream. While sinking my teeth through their flesh, I thought of what I had become. These where mighty, majestic beasts, and I had killed the easily with my bare hands. I was the ultimate predator. No creature could match my speed, my strength, my senses. I was a monster.

I was about to walk into town when I remembered my clothing. It was not only ripped and soaking wet, but now cover in dried blood from my hunt. I frowned, then pulled my backpack off of my back. I opened it and saw that everything was still dry. It was full of money and clothing. I changed into a clean dress before heading into the city where I had spent my whole human life.

The city looked different than I remembered, but I guess that happens when you leave for eleven years. There where more cars on the street than before. The buildings looked more modern, the clothing was different as well. Clouds covered the sky as I walked swiftly through the streets of Chicago.

I searched and searched, yet the only record of what happened to Edward Masen was his admission into the hospital. I found that his parents had died, but with Edward, I could only assume the worst. I looked for any record after that. Nothing showed up. He had died. It was the only explanation. I had abandoned him to save myself. Guilt consumed me as I sat on the beach where I had arrived from. I thought about that to do. I could not go back to Ferissa and John. At least not yet. My only love had died. Numbness swept over me. This numb was colder than what I had felt before.

I walked into the sea again. Swimming to the middle of the ocean, I let myself sink. I sat there in despair. I cried tearless sobs on the bottom of the ocean. Mourning the loss of my Edward. I could only think of him. I relived the blurry human memories of him. I remembered his green eyes, his bronze hair.

I lost track of time as I sat on the ocean floor. Thinking of him. I thought of the parents that I had left behind. I wanted to know what had happened to them too. I emerged from the water again. Back into the city where my Edward had died.

When I got to the city I found it looked even more different. I found out that had been in the ocean for five years.

I searched and found the records of my parents. Charles Swan had died mere weeks after I had left, while Renée had died days after. I found there graves, and after laying a bouquet of flowers over them. I decided to pay a visit to my old mansion.

It looked abandoned. Like no one had been there since I had left sixteen years ago. I tried the front door. Locked. I looked up. Windows. I scaled up the wall and opened a window on the top floor. It was unlocked, as no human would have gotten up this high. I looked around. My music room. I haven't played anything since I had left. Is melody ran through my head. It was sad, desperate even. I closed my eyes and sat down on the think layer of dust covering the piano bench. I began to play, the note coming easily as I composed. It sounded like what I was feeling. Like my world was over.

I walked around my old house. I was right. No one had been here in many years. There was no fresh scent. Human or otherwise. As I walked into the ballroom, I remembered seeing Edward for the first time. I smiled sadly, remembering dancing with him.

i walked into my old bedroom. The iron chair was still sitting in front of the large mirror. I sat down, remembering how Ferissa and I had talked about Edward While she got me ready. I looked at the picture of Edward that I had put on my nightstand all those years ago. He was so handsome and I loved him so much. I looked down at the ring that still sat, shining on my finger. I then vowed that it would never leave me.

I did not know where I was going, but I knew what had happened, and I was going to go live my immortal vampire life. I knew I would always love Edward. I would always mourn him. I would always miss him. I was going to live for him. I knew he would not want me to waste my life away sitting on the bottom of the ocean mourning my loss. I didn't know share I was going to go, but I was going.

Yeah, It's kinda short, but I just ran out of things to write.

I need more ideas! Where should Bella go next? To Ferissa and her mate, or on her own? I need some kind of event to happen as well. Ideas? Please?