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Disclaimer: I own Cyrus and my plot …everything else is Mrs. Meyer's doing…

Previous Chapter:

I saw it: A lone figure standing by a pillar in the lobby, the human completely oblivious to his presence. His boyish looking hair formed a casual disarray around his face. His expression was surprised and then pained, filled with sorrow. As I stared at him for a second, I realized I recognized him. He looked exactly like………Horror crept over my face as a sudden understanding came into view. He was the vampire from my vision. The same one…

I blinked once, and he was gone…just like that. My head spun in effortless circles and I felt dazed and confused. I stepped out of the room gracefully and ran to the spot he was just at, searching…but he was nowhere to be found. I thought of how the light had touched his golden eyes, how his expression had turned from surprise to hurt, dominating his face. It was impossible…no, not impossible, I corrected myself—just unlikely. What if I had been imagining the whole thing? What if it was just a coincident and a vampire just like the one in the memories had come around? That could happen…couldn't it? I shook my head back and forth, trying to rid myself of the ridiculous feelings pulsing through my body. This is just stupid…trying to make unreal things come to life…having hallucinations of people I obviously imagined…

I could feel a cold puff of air behind me, and I whirled around, facing Cyrus. I confronted him immediately.

"You," I snarled, viciously. "What did you think you were doing? Wait; let me try to understand—you thought that maybe I would enjoy that—that I even remotely liked being approached in that manner?" His eyes narrowed dangerously until they were no more but blue slits.

"Don't be difficult Bella." A strong sense of déjà vu washed over me, but I ignored it and continued on with my ranting.

"Difficult!" I replied, incredulous. "Difficult? If you ever, ever try a move like that again, I swear on my dead body that I'll do everything in my power to hunt you down and give you what you asked for." He looked at me silently.

"Vampires don't die that easily, Bella…Especially not from you."

"Why don't you come and try me," I sneered. He took a step forward, glaring into my eyes. A surge of energy overcame me and before I could take notice of what I was doing, he was by the far wall, sprawled across the floor. In less than a second Cyrus stood up, dusting his gray shirt off. I could see Gianna by the far wall, eyes in horror—the first real emotion I had seen from her in months.

"Cyrus, you know better than to overtake Bella like that. She's our guest," a small voice said from the corner of the room. I saw Cyrus immediately tense by my side. I quickly took notice of the vampire. She had a very tiny figure, almost like a child's. Her lank, pale brown hair was trimmed short—like a boy's…except, her wide-eyes and full lips was too pretty for that of the opposite sex. She turned her burgundy eyes toward mine, smiling warmly.

"Don't mind Cyrus, he has a tendency to forget some of our most important rules." She turned her gaze on Cyrus, and he flinched back, as if he was afraid of her. I didn't understand why he acted that way—he was twice her size. "By the way, I'm known as Jane." And with that remark, she was gone from the room. Cyrus relaxed the moment she had left, returning to his normal posture. Gianna had also resumed her position at the front desk. I saw this as my chance to return to my room. Quickly and quietly, I ran past Cyrus, closing the wood door to the room with one push.

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EDWARD POV

Hope dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption
Winding in and winding out
The shine of it has caught my eye

And roped me in
So, mesmerizing and so hypnotizing,
I am captivated, I am

The wind blew in my face at a rhythmic speed. The force of it overwhelmed even me…I could never stop running…I needed to leave this nightmarish place. For it had seemed so…real. The scene replayed over and over in my head, like a slide in a movie. Except, the slide was not moving forward—it stayed still…the image in my mind remained frozen in time. The image of Bella…So beautiful, so pure…She had changed in a million ways. The sight of her seemed to bring out a hunger in me I could not fathom understanding. A hunger so controlling, so overpowering, that I had felt the need to rush up and take her face in my hands—to make her leave behind the awful memories of Volterra.

A gripping sadness overtook me as I thought of the choice she had made. She herself had chosen to be with someone else. My eyes did not deceive me—her lips had touched the vampire's- the very vampire that had changed her in the first place. Was it because he had given her what I, perhaps, never could? I could not argue with that, could not fight the pain envelop me in this grief. It was partially my fault. I had not arrived in time, so she had chosen another path in this doomed life. And if that path involved being with a person she loved, so be it. I only wished for her happiness and safety. Wished that the vampire would keep her safe, for I no longer had any control over that part of her life.

Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

The days I had spent in the empty, rat-infested attics had brought me to the same conclusion. Bella now had the same fate as me…she was doomed; forever. Should I hold my pride and try to keep her—try to bring her back into the safety of my arms? Or let her choose the life she wanted? The answer was clear, whether I liked it or not.

So clear
Like the diamond in your ring
Cut to mirror your intention
Oversized and overwhelmed
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me
So isolated, so motivated
I am certain now that I am

I would leave Bella alone. Of course, I would always watch over her, for if they even laid a hand on her body I would be there in less than a second…I would rely on Alice to tell me how she was. I had to try. I would struggle to keep myself from her. Bella deserved a happy life, and if she found that happiness in the castle of Volterra, with the very vampire that had caused this in the first place, I would not stop her. No interference…She was free to choose now…My promise haunted me once more: I would never leave her again. Perhaps I was breaking it. I shook my head, frustrated.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

It was Bella's choice, not mine. I would always love her. It was extremely difficult to accept that she would never love me back…

Vindicated
I am selfish
I am wrong
I am right
I swear I'm right
Swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed, but I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now the things you swore you saw yourself

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BELLA POV

Defense is paper thin
Just one touch and I'll be in
Too deep now to ever swim against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away

I couldn't take it anymore. The constant turbulence in my head didn't seem like it was going to stop any time soon. I sighed, hopping down from the couch/mattress. What was the point of hanging around here if I wasn't going to do anything? I wasn't planning on drinking anymore of the human blood. Not after what I'd experienced before. The constant itch in the back of my throat irritated me to the point where I couldn't bear it anymore. But there was another way. He had told me so in the memory. And even though it was completely idiotic to follow what my so called "memories" were telling me, I couldn't help myself…

There had to be a way. Maybe I could get a vampire to track him…No, never mind that…I didn't want to get others messed up in my mental quest. Oh, it's no big deal. I'm just trying to follow an imaginary vampire that I possibly knew in my human life, that's all. I couldn't at all be sure why I was so determined to find him. I didn't even know his name! Maybe it was because he had given me advice when I most needed it. Whether I imagined him or not, I would not rest until I found the reason behind it all. Of course, it was going to be hard to slip past Aro and the others. I doubted they would let me leave. It'll be a game, I thought—a game of cat and mouse…The Volturi is the cat, and I, the mouse. No matter how stupid this game was, I had to play, for it would drive me crazy if I didn't find out who he was now. My decision was made, and I wasn't going back on it…

Like hope
dangles on a string
Like slow spinning redemption...

A/N: It was hard to do Edward's POV…I tried to catch the emotions he would feel…Constructive criticism is welcome!

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