As I ran, I listened to the woods around me. The wind rushed through the tree's leaves as I passed, nearly unnoticed and undisturbed. With a quick jump to the left, I dodged a tree and listened as a fast heartbeat came closer to me. I adjusted my direction towards it and stopped a half a mile away. It was a small deer, large enough to hold me over until I found some bigger game, but not large enough to start the feeding frenzy. I pounced, breaking its neck and sinking my teeth into its warm flesh. I shuddered above it, remembering the feeling when it was my Bella's blood that erupted my control.

I buried the carcass and started running again. I wasn't paying attention to any landmarks, but as well as I could tell I was near Minot, just south of the United States/ Canadian border. It was my third day away from home. I already missed being able to stop in a comfortable place that didn't involve dirt and trees. I sighed and calculated my time away. My plan was to start my trek home on Thursday, to arrive home on Saturday, one week after I left. Today was Monday, so I would travel to a few miles west of Lake Superior and then turn around. I smelled an upcoming river and decided I should stop to rinse off a bit. I knelt down and splashed water on my face, looking to my eyes in disgust. Despite my nearly constant feeding, my eyes still held large swatches of red blurred with the gold. With a huff and a quick jump, I continued my pointless journey.

I stood from the pack of massive, drained mountain lions and buried them. Taking in the surrounding few miles, I decided it was time to start heading home. In passing the same little stream I stopped at those few long days ago, I caught my reflection once again. My eyes were a liquid gold, but still managed to grasp the stripes of hard red running from my pupil to my outer iris. My original hope was to rid myself of all of those mockingly irritating flecks, but it was quickly proven impossible in such a short timeframe. I planned on stopping wherever possible to hunt, and did so in the coming days.

My nerve began slipping from my mind frame as soon as my family's thoughts evaded my silence. It had been pleasant, having my thoughts to myself. But I would trade the silence for my Bella any day. Bella. Oh how I wanted to see her. Unfortunately, I had arrived ahead of schedule, and found myself stopping on my front door step at four AM, Friday morning. I couldn't disturb my beloved's sleep at this ungodly hour. In my thought provoked daze, I entered the main room and found myself thrown to the ground by an all too eager Alice. She hugged me and helped me up, leading me farther into the house, where Emmett tackled me to the ground in a similar way to Alice's welcoming present. I laughed and pushed him off me. We stood up and Carlisle stepped forward, Esme holding his hand tightly. They both had huge smiles glued to their eager faces.

"We're so glad to have you home." I nodded and looked to Esme, who's thoughts suddenly changed direction.

"Edward," She spoke clearly, stepping forward away from Carlisle. "Don't you ever do that again. I was so worried that you wouldn't return again. I trusted Alice dearly but... well I had the right to worry." I laughed and gently placed her hand in mine.

"Don't worry. I don't think I'll be heading out again anytime soon." Esme let out a breath of relief and the family went off on their own, all except Alice and I.

"Alice." I smiled, as did she.

"Edward." She giggled and my smile widened.

"Thank you so much for doing all of this for me. I felt so much better knowing my Bella was safe in your hands." She nodded and began.

"Well, you can't imagine what I came home to when I returned after picking up your car. Everyone was furious with me for letting you go. It took me days to convince them it was what you needed." She let a mock shiver run down her back and I laughed.

"Yes, well, I'm truly sorry for that. I'm glad you made it out alive." We stood in silence for a moment, and my heart sank when I saw Bella in Alice's thoughts.

"Yes, Bella was a different matter. I did my best to keep her optimistic, by my own mood was a bit altered so it didn't work as well as I had planned. You may have to do some work to fix things up." I nodded. She was right. What I did probably made her so furious that she'll send me away without a word. I deserved that.

"Well now, I have a quick errand to run after I clean myself up a bit. I won't be joining you in school today. If everything goes well with Bella, I'll be back in on Monday." She nodded and turned away from me, heading towards her room.

"Oh, and Alice, don't tell her I'm back. I want her to be completely hostage to my plan." We smiled in unison and she nodded. I scribbled a short note on a piece of paper and then headed out the door.

After a quick run, I arrived at Bella's home. Her truck was parked securely in the driveway as usual, right next to Charlie's police cruiser. I walked to the driver's side door of the truck and placed my note on the seat, just as I had to long ago before my first hunt after I confessed what I was to Bella. I shut the door quietly and started back home. On the way, I read the note to myself in my head.

My dearest Bella,

I will be in your room at ten tonight. If you don't want me to come, close your window. I won't fight with you.

Hope to see you later,

Edward

Please, oh please let her forgive me.

A/N: Hey guys! Well, here's the next chapter! You can see that this takes care of chapter two. Like in Bella's point of view, Bella will find the note and go to school. I'm saving their meeting for the next chapter, so I hope you can bear with me until then. This was a pretty long chapter for this story, so... appreciate it!

You may have noticed this chapter is being posted a lot earlier in the day than my usual updates. It will probably be pretty much like this for a while. I calculated in my head, that to get a reasonably good night's sleep, I'll have to get myself to bed at around eight. So I'm going to start trying to do that tonight.

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