Where we left off, the Cullens were going to help Alex find Will. I don't own twilight, let's begin.
All of a sudden, Emmet was back, with Edward.
"Thank you, Edward." I said.
"You're welcome." He said in the kindest tone I'd heard him use. He knew all along that he needed to be a jerk to let me realize vampires are people too.
"Can you help me find Will?" I asked.
"Yeah." He turned on the TV to the news and it showed several dead corpses.
"And this just in. Last night, an unknown person or persons went on a killing spree here in downtown Port Angeles. The cause of death is unknown, however, there appear to be crescent shaped marks on the victim's necks. It appears that all of their blood was drained out of them…"
"Found him." Edward said.
"Edward, he's attracting way to much attention." Alice said.
"The Volturi are probably going to step in." Carlisle added.
"That doesn't sound good." I said.
"It's not. Come on, I can fill you in on the way there." Edward said, grabbing his coat.
"I want to come too!" Alice said.
"No. This isn't any of yours fight. It's my fight, and I have to do this alone." I said. "Edward can drive me there, but this is my fight. I have to save Will, or die trying."
Alice bowed her head. "Unfortunately, that's probably what's going to happen." She said.
"I'm not scared of death. I came to terms with it a long time ago. Five years ago, actually. I just want to do something good with my life, before it's over."
"I respect that, but you are my friend. I don't want to see my friend die." Alice said.
"That really does mean a lot to me, Alice. Thank you." I turned around and followed Edward out the door.
In his car, he said, "She's right. This is a suicide mission. There's a very small chance that you could ever make it out of this alive."
"I know. I just don't want Will to die for me. I figure the only person who has the right to die for me is myself. And I'm okay with dying, as long is it's me dying. I realize my time is running out, and I just want to do something for the good with the rest of it." I said.
"If that's how you think…" his thought trailed off.
Most of the rest of the car ride, we sat in silence. Edward was driving really fast, but I didn't really care. When we got to the highway exit for Port Angeles, Edward said, "He's in an old warehouse. I'll show you the way; just don't be surprised by what you find inside."
He dropped me off outside and I told him to drive away. He did.
I opened the door to the warehouse, and stepped in quietly. I left the door open a crack, to let some light shine in. In the corner, I saw him. Will was curled up in a ball in the corner, and it looked like he was crying.
"Will." I whispered across the open space, although I know he could hear me. He looked up in surprise.
"I thought you were one of them, come to take me away." He said, quietly, so that I could barely hear him.
I kept walking to him and I said, "No. I came to apologize. I'm so sorry."
"It's okay. But apologies don't often change things, even though we hope they do."
"I bet you hate me now, huh?"
"No. But you hate me, and what's the difference?"
"There's a huge difference, and I re-evaluated my life, and realized something very important." By this time, I was almost to him.
"What did you realize?" He asked, his voice devoid of any emotion.
"I realized I was wrong." I ran the last few steps until I was right in front of him. "I realized that you aren't a monster. You're just different."
He raised his head, and I saw that he was covered in blood. "Just different, huh?" He said.
"Just different." I said, kneeling on the ground beside him. "Can you ever forgive me?"
"I was never mad at you," he said, using his sleeve to wipe all the blood from his mouth. "How could I be?"
"I was the world's biggest jerk to you." I said.
"Yeah, well, you had every right to be." He said, reaching out and grabbing my hand. "You had every right to be."