Hi everyone!

A new chapter! The first one of the new year!

And with the new year, I have a new story. It's called Resolutions. It's a AH and on my profile.

Don't take it on the summary. The summary is the worst I have ever written. (In my opinion) It can't explain it right, so you will just have to read it.

Hope you like this. It's a little short. : (

Review please!

BPOV

It was now the end of March and I had been working for the Volturi for the past five months. Everything had gone pretty smoothly.

I was still staying at my shack of a motel, but on a rainy afternoon I decided to clean it a little bit, so now the smell was more of bleach than decaying wood.

I still cried myself to sleep every night and there was still a burning whole in my heart whenever I let my guard down. But most of the time I kept myself numb.

Estella and I have grown a lot closer, but I compared to other friendships I have had, I was distant with her. The key event in our relationship was when I told her about Edward and I.

Flashback

I was sitting in a café watching the rain fall off of the canopy that was above the terrace. I heard the clicking of heals on the sidewalk and then the scraping of the metal chair across from me.

"What's wrong with you?" the familiar voice said.

"Nothing," I replied looking at Estella, now.

"I don't believe that. You are always moping and looking like someone just stomped on your heart. So what has been bothering you the past two months?" Estella looked intensely at me with her sparkling eyes and I felt like I was being looked at from under a microscope.

I proceeded to tell her the story and this time I could tell her the real thing, not skipping over the vampire parts. I even ended up telling her the advice the waitress had given me.

"I agree." She spoke for the first time since she requested me to tell her the story.

"Agree with who?" I asked slightly confused.

"With the waitress. You need to let him go." She started stirring the coffee she had in front of her and peered at me.

"But I can't!" I protested. "I gave him my heart. I don't have anything else to give to anyone else."

"First of all, I don't believe you. You can love again, but you just choose not to. And secondly, if you don't have a heart like you say you don't, rebuild it. People do that all the time." Estella's expression was obstinate.

"I'm not giving up hope. You'll see. We will be together again," I said taking a sip of my coffee and looking back out on the rain.

Ever since then, she has been telling me exactly what the waitress told me. Let him go. They brought up some very good points and I was starting to wear down after five months of being told that.

"Bella," Estella called, approaching my spot at the fountain.

We would eat lunch at the fountain in the square together, every Wednesday.

"What did we get his time?" I asked looking at the two bags of food she was carrying.

"Bar Priori. I got us some paninis," she stated. Estella knew all of the best restaurants and what to order where, so most of the time I let her pick.

"That sounds good," I said grabbing one of the bags and pulling out my grilled sandwich.

Estella then sat down next to me, and we both started eating our sandwiches. "So, some of my friends and I are going to Rome this weekend. Would you want to come?" she asked hesitantly.

"Um . . . I don't think I can. Sorry," I replied. We both knew that was a lie, but I hoped Estella would brush it off as she usually did.

"It's nice to see you took my advice on letting go," Estella muttered.

"I told you I wasn't giving up hope. Didn't I?" I was a little bit peeved at this point. I had told her numerous times I wasn't giving up on Edward and she still acted surprised when I didn't make a miraculous turn around with my life.

"Bella!" she cried out. "Don't you see what he's done to you? Have you looked in a mirror? You don't look good, let's just say that. Your skin is getting lighter by the day, I swear. Your eyes keep on getting darker, from a chocolate brown to almost charcoal. And I don't even want to know how much sleep you get with the bruises under your eyes. If I didn't know any better it was like you are a vampire already."

I just sat there unmoving, letting her words sink in. She took this as her chance to continue her tirade.

"Is he really worth it? Giving up your whole life. What if he doesn't want you back?" She was asking all of the questions that have been running through my head the past five months, but this time I might have to answer them. Most of the time, I didn't like the answers I came up with. "Think of the complications you already had. It must have been hard to keep on resisting you. And his family was a part of that too. You told me the sister didn't like you either. Maybe it was fate. Maybe you weren't supposed to be together."

"I don't think that's true. We were meant to be." My heart was breaking because somewhere inside of me, there was a little piece of me that believed this to be true. It has always been lurking there, even when I was with Edward. How could I be meant for a god like Edward?

"Bella, let's make a deal," Estella suggested.

Great, more deals, just what I need. "About what?" I asked noncommittally.

"If we don't see a sign of the Cullens by the time of your change, you give up your spot to become a vampire, and go home." There was a suspicious undertone in Estella's voice and a gut feeling was telling me not to trust her.

"But the whole point of me being changed is so I could be good enough for Edward. If I give up before I am changed, there really is no point of me even being here right now. And most of the problems I had with the Cullens – the few we had – was about me being human," I pointed out.

There was a change in Estella's demeanor and I could tell I stumped her. "Bella, I don't want to see you throw your life away. Are you really going to risk your life for a slim chance at reconnecting with your boyfriend?" Estella recovered with a twinkling in her eyes.

"It's called a leap of faith," I said and got up. "You should try it sometime. It can be very rewarding." I started walking away without looking back, but I'm sure I left Estella stunned. A smug smile pulled at the corners of my mouth, and I fought hard to keep it down . . . I lost the fight.

APOV

Jasper and I had taken a world tour as a honeymoon. For the past five months, we were cut off from the family, except for my visions. I tried not to use those too much though. Jasper and I thought it would be better for us if I didn't see any of the family drama. They could take care of themselves . . . for the most part.

Now, we were arriving at Carlisle's and Esme's completed home. We pulled up the main drive and I could here Esme cleaning in the living room and Carlisle upstairs in his study, shuffling papers.

Jasper shut off the car and I gave him a small smile. We had both missed the family deeply. We got out of the car and ran into the living room, where Esme finally heard us.

"Oh!" she said surprised, dropping her vacuum. We hadn't told her we were coming home. "Japer. Alice. It's so good to see you! Welcome home!" She ran over to each of us and gave us a hug.

"It's great to see you too, Esme," Jasper said warmly.

"It's great to be back," I added.

"How was your trip?" Esme asked enthusiastically, and I could tell Jasper was radiating her happiness as well.

"It was great. So relaxing. You and Carlisle should take one sometime." I responded, walking over to the couch and sitting down.

"What do you think we were doing while all of you were gone?" she said suggestively with a smirk on her face. I raised a eyebrow and chuckled along with her.

"Ah. Alice, Jasper, you're back," Carlisle said walking into the room with a book. "It's good to have you home. Emmett and Rosalie are back too. They just went for a hunt."

"That's great. I have missed everyone so much," I said with a smile on my face. I couldn't wait to see the rest of the family – most of it anyway. "Did you ever hear from Edward?" I tried to be as discrete about it as possible, just in case.

"We got one phone call, about two months ago saying he was in Texas and he was okay. That's about it." Carlisle said gloomily.

"That's good he called," Jasper said trying to lighten up the mood.

I could tell Esme was hurt but soon Jasper surrounded the room with a lighter, happier feeling and we were all smiling again.

"WE'RE HOME!" Emmett's booming voice broke the silence and he walked into the living room. "Hey, you guys are home," Emmett said smiling and giving Jasper and I a hug.

"Hey, Emmett," Jasper greeted, and I could tell he was glad to have his best friend back. "How was the honeymoon?"

Emmett got an evil grin on his face and I could tell this was going to be detailed. I decided to take this as my chance to escape, so I decided it was time to unpack.

I headed up the stairs, looking for a room that would be designated for Jasper and I. I soon found it and set all of our bags on the bed. Quickly finding varied spots to put our belongings in, I started setting up my hundreds of shoes. In the middle of putting my Louboutin heels on the shelf, I was sucked into the swirling vortex that was a vision.

Before I could stop it, I saw Bella. She was walking around a city. She was just wearing sweats and a t-shirt – I would have to yell at her for that. The city looked older and I saw several signs that looked to be Italian. She cried one tear and then wiped it away quickly, walking into a restaurant.

I was quickly pulled out of the vision, before I could comprehend it. Italy? What was Bella doing there? I started thinking hard about this and remembered a flier from several months ago tacked up on the school bulletin board. I was for a trip to Rome in the spring, but I thought that was not until April. "Maybe they decided to go early," I convinced myself.

Okay, let's put this vision in order. We could assume that Bella went to Italy on the school trip. One night, she decides to sneak out of the hotel room and get something to eat. In this time she starts thinking about something – presumably Edward – and gets sad.

Having the vision sorted out made me much calmer. Although, I wasn't happy about what Bella is going to do, much worse could happen with a girl like her. I started to sort out my shoes again, but a seed of doubt was planted in me and I couldn't shake it off.

Since I had already broken my promise to Edward, I determined it was okay to check in on him. I started concentrating on his face, in my mind, and soon enough I was feeling the slight pull in my brain which was sending me into a vision.

It was quite blurry and I could only make out vague shapes of objects. I started to concentrate more and it was becoming clearer. I could see Edward in a small, attic apartment, sitting in the dark, staring out the window. He was thinking hard, I could tell from the line that was etched into his forehead. He didn't look too agonized at the moment, so I assumed he was thinking about ways to track Victoria.

After several minutes, the picture became muddled again and I was opening my eyes to see my closet again.

Now that I knew both Edward and Bella were both alive, I worked passed the relief to anger. Both of them are so stupid! But I blame Edward the most, since he did leave. They both know they can't live without each other, but insist on doing so anyway. The ignorance of the two was making me so enraged that I ended up putting my Coach shoes down too hard, denting the closet.

If Edward ever comes home, I am going to kill him, and then make him get Bella back. I swear.

A/N: So . . . how was it? You can respond with that little green button saying 'review' on it. ; )

Don't forget to check out the new story on my profile. Resolutions. please, please, please. That story, so far, has gotten less reviews than Escaping Alice, which is one of the crappiest stories a person could write. (But maybe Resolutions has less reviews because the first time I published it, I accidently clicked Spanish instead of English. Whoops. haha.)

Also, sorry to the people who got two alerts when I posted Resolutions. On accident I deleted the story the first time I posted. Again, whoops.

I hope this New Year brings you new experiences, happiness, and wonders.

~Bubbly722