I can NOT tell you how sorry I am for my late update.

School has started and my parents took away my computer because they thing I'm 'addicted'.

*HUUUGE eyeroll*

But, anyways. I can have my laptop back in the weekends, and I'll try to update every week.

Well, here's the new chapter.

Enjoy.

Review.

I don't own twilight!

I was to late...

No, it couldn't be. I took off and ran at my full speed, convinced I could make a difference.

I could distract them, couldn't I? Hell, I could make them believe Carter was on the other side of the world. That they were running the wrong way.

But I couldn't mess with Demitri's gift.

I couldn't erase things from their memories.

Damn, damn, DAMN!

I felt my knees weaken and I fell down.

Why would I do that?

It's just fate that fucking backstabbed me.

It's just the love of my life being murdered because of my selfishness. My cowardice.

It's just my heart being ripped apart and stepped on.

I finally collapsed of the pain and held on a tree for dear life.

My Carter. No, not my Carter. Not again!

I killed him.

My hand had strangely found their way to my face and I sobbed. I fell apart and cried like the fifteen year old girl that I was.

Everything around me was black. It was just the love of my life and his killer in her happy place.

*****

"Amy?" a cracked voice called me in the distance.

Leave me alone. I moaned inside my head. Let me be.

"You're going to have to talk out load if you want me to hear you, sweetie."

"Gone." I managed. "All gone. No hope."

"Amy, sweetheart. Come with me. You have to... For Carter.

"How dare you." I spat. "How dare you say his name. He wouldn't want me to… My Carter, my Carter…"

"Honey, do you remember me?"

I didn't want to lift my head, nor acknowledge the voice; nor the person it belonged to. Couldn't they just let me drown in self-pity? Was that really to much to ask?

"Amy, please. You know me, sweetie." The voice begged.

"Carter," I choked. "My Carter. Where is he? What did they do to him?"

"Amy?" the voice sounded concerned. "What do you mean? You knew that a minute ago."

"Carter!" I yelled in panic. My head frantically snapped up and I saw a girl.

Short, black, spiky hair. Petite frame. Worried look.

So familiar.

But not Carter.

Therefore not important.

That is, until I saw her eyes. The liquid gold that seemed to stare into my soul was so familiar, it hurt.

"You have his eyes." I told her. "But where's the rest of him?"

The little girl seemed perplexed for a moment before slowly raising her hand to my face. I attempted to hit it away, but a small, pale hand stopped me.

My eyes snapped shut and I fell down to my knees. "Carter. No. NO! WHERE IS HE?"

"Amy, you have to calm down! Do you remember me, sweetie? What's my name, Amy?"

Small flashbacks of this girl and my Carter playing, laughing and having fun raised through my mind. "Alice." I chocked. "Alice. You're Marie Alice Brandon Cullen." I told her.

"Good. You remember me."

"You knew him!" I yelled. "Why didn't you save him?!"

I collapsed on the floor and Carters face appeared behind the lit of my eyes. My Carter. My Carter laughing, crying tearless cries, teasing… smiling…

I felt strong hands on my cheek and I was forced to stare into the golden eyes of a dark haired girl.

"Who are you?" I asked, scared. "Where's Carter?"

"What do you mean, honey?" the girl asked. "I'm Alice. You know me!"

"I don't know you. Where is Carter? Why isn't he here?" I panicked. "CARTER?!" I yelled.

"Sssst, Amy, everything will be fine." The girl assured me as she pulled me in her lap.

"Carter? CARTER?! HELP ME!"

My eyes shut and I saw Carters face as we scared people for fun on our graveyard.

"Amy?" a unfamiliar voice asked me. It sounded closer than I wanted it to be. "Stay with me, Amy!"

I opened my eyes and found myself laying in the lap of a girl.

Short, black, spiky hair. Petite frame. Worried look.

So familiar.

But not Carter.

Therefore not important.

"Who are you? Where's Carter?"

"Honey, Carter's dead." She said bluntly.

Hmm, I know many of you still hoped that Carter was actually alive, but I'm very sorry to disappoint you.

Yeah, I'm very upset that he's dead but that's the way things go, and it's the way this story goed, too.

And, I've already finished my last chapter. (that means I only have to write everything in between :P)

And I'll give you a little secret because of my late update;

This story...

doesn't have a happy ending.

Well, that's not completely true.

I just didn't want such an open ending like in Breaking Dawn. This story's got closure, you know?...

...of course you don't know!

Becoz you haven't read it yet! ;D

REVIEEEEEEEEEW!