Disclaimer: I do not have the privilege nor honor of owning this lil' story that is Twilight. Nor it's sequels, which is quite unfortunate. Of course I do own this plotline.

I wrote this whole chapter in three different planes. I counted out every word after every paragraph to make sure I had a long enough chapter and yes I am that crazy that I always have to have a certain amount of words in every chapter.

Recap: I had cheated on Carlisle with Edward and I am sure that this time wouldn't be the last. (BPOV)

Chapter 25: Corn Stalk AKA Stalker

Edward's Point of View

The hallway seemed to grow dim as Bella walked further away from me and back to her hotel room. My mood darkened as she turned the corner and went out of my line of sight.

I let out a long sigh and tightened my hold on Bella's towel. It still smelled like her.

'Holy shit!' a human thought. 'Is that Bella's husband? How the hell am I supposed to compete with a guy that big?' He pushed him against the wall as I walked by.

I didn't know what to think. Bella loved me, but she also loved him. Even in the beginning, it had always been him, but now it was also me.

What was she doing to me? I felt so used, but at the same time, so happy. Happy for the first time, since she left me.

I recited her cell phone number in my head for the fifth time.

At least, I could now talk to her. I would be able to hear her lovely voice with just a push of a button.

I programmed her number on speed dial on my cell phone.

I had her voice but I wanted all of her. Her time, attention, and most of all her undivided, love.

If I could, I would go back in time and make sure she never had the chance to meet Carlisle. I would of made sure she would only love me.

We would have been so happy. Probable living together in a seaside cottage somewhere, just the two of us.

If only. . .

My entire hotel suite was saturated with her scent. Over the years, I had missed this scent, more and more.

I was hesitant to take a shower. If I took a shower, it would wash away her luscious scent. I was afraid that I would never smell it again.

I reluctantly made my way to the bathroom. Before I turned on the shower, I brought the towel to my nose and inhaled the scent.

It smelled of chlorine and Bella. I shuddered with pleasure at her scent and folded the towel, neatly placing it by the sink.

The hot shower helped me clear my head and think straight.

As the water ran down my back I came to a conclusion. I loved only Bella, and I planned to get her to love only me in return.

An hour after I had taken a shower, I laid on the bed, replaying today's events when Alice and Jasper's thoughts invaded my mind.

'I wonder if Edward and Bella are back together. When Alice pushed her into Edward's room, she looked really surprised. I wish I could feel her emotions. . .'

'Bella's back, Bella's back, Bella's back!'

Their thoughts got louder and louder as they came closer to my hotel room.

They came into my hotel room without knocking.

"Bella!" Alice shouted, but when she saw that Bella had already left, she zoomed into the bathroom, then back looking for her. "Where's Bella?" When she asked this, she looked like her puppy had just been kicked across the room.

"She's gone. Probable three thousand feet high on an airplane back to her home." Alice looked at me like I was crazy.

"Why?" It was rare to see Alice so surprised.

"She had a flight to catch." I lied.

"But we didn't even get to talk." Alice pouted.

'Her scent is all over the bed, Edward. What were you two doing?' Jasper thought to me as he raised an inquiring eyebrow.

"None of your business!" I hissed. Alice looked between us, figuring that we were having a private conversation.

"What are you two talking about?" Her question was directed towards Jasper, but I answered.

"Nothing!" She ignored me and repeated her question to Jasper.

"I asked why Bella's scent is all over the bed sheets." Alice gasped.

"You two didn't. Did you?" Alice looked at the bed, then to me, then back to the bed again.

"No, we didn't. She's married." I didn't look at their faces as I said this. I could tell without looking that they were both shocked.

"What! To who? Wait, better question, if she's married, then why are your two scents tangled up in the bed sheets?" Alice picked up the sheets to prove her point and sniffed them. "You two were obviously using them for something."

"We were just sitting on the bed talking about the past. Nothing more." Alice deliberated on if she believed me or not. She chose to believe me.

"At least, tell me you got her phone number."

"No."

"Email address?"

"Nope."

"Anything?"

"Nothing."

"Then where is she?" Alice shrieked, and Jasper used his gift to calm her down.

"Out living her life, the way I should be." I took a long breath as I put the first step of my plan into action. "I'm moving out of your house. I'm going to go live on my own for a while." I took in there expressions. "I'll leave after I pack up a few of my things from your house." They were upset, but didn't argue with my decision.

'Edward, if you are going to do this, then you need to call Esme. She was planning on spending Christmas with all of us, and I don't want to be the one to tell her that you won't be there.' I nodded towards Alice.

The next day, after our flight back home, I called Esme.

"Edward it is so nice to hear from you. You sound happy, what happened?" Esme truly felt like my mother at times like this. She could sense even my slightest change in my mood over the phone, when some people couldn't even sense it, when I was right in front of them.

"Nothing in particular happened." Only the biggest thing, ever. "Alice told me that you were planning on coming over for Christmas, so I thought I would tell you that I won't be there. I'm going to spend Christmas alone this year." There was a long pause on the other end of the line before she answered.

"Well, that's just not acceptable. Christmas is meant to be spent with family. Why don't you want to spend it with us, your family?" She used the tone only mothers can use, when they are trying to guilt you into doing something.

"I just need a little me alone time. Anyway, I've been living with Alice and Jasper for over twenty years. It's much too long. I'm a solitary creature. You know that Esme." I added on the last part, jokingly.

"Edward Anthony Masen! You are spending Christmas with us! Even Rosalie and Emmett are coming, and you are coming too!" She ended with a loud huff.

"I'm sorry, Esme, but I would rather be alone." I hung, after exchanging goodbyes. She was angry, but she would get over it sooner or later.

After packing up a few of my most prized possessions, I took a train to North Dakota, the state where Bella was currently living in with Carlisle.

Throughout the whole train ride, I could only think about Bella and how I would get her back.

Her heavenly scent was easy to track, but it was also mixed with Carlisle's putrid scent.

Her scent led me to two different places. The first was a large house, hidden in the forest, which I assumed was their home. Second was the local high school.

She was a high school teacher. The job fit her perfectly, and I had to admit, I always had a thing for teachers.

There were block apartments across the street from the high school. I decided to make one of them my new place of residence.

The landlord was more than willing to kick out a tenant and give me there old apartment for the amount of cash I handed over.

I had a perfect view of the school from the apartment window, but I wanted to be closer.

Everyday for a week, I sat in a tree outside of her classroom just watching her teach.

Today, she was talking about their next essay on the book they had just finished. Most of the students were in their own little worlds, not listening to her. A few of them were even passing notes to each other.

'God! Mrs. Cullen is giving us another essay! This is like the fifth freakin' one! Oh well, I'll just get Brian to write it for me. He's like putty in my hands. . . Freak a leak! Who is that hotty in the tree?' That thought brought me back down to reality, and I stopped my ogling of Bella

"Mrs. Cullen! There is some hott guy with bronze hair sitting in the tree!" By the time she was done shouting this, I was already out of the tree and across the street.

"What the hell are you talking about Kim? There is no one there. What are you, high or something?" One of the male students said. Bella ignored him.

"You said bronze hair, Kim?"

"Yeah, and he was like really hott, too. Like super model hott." Kim said in a valley girl voice.

There was a short silence.

"That's just the gardener. I can't believe that you just only noticed him, now. He comes every month." Bella stated matter of factly.

'Yes! The bell rang! I wonder why Mrs. Cullen is pulling out her cell phone, instead of packing up like she usually does.'

My cell phone started vibrating in my pocket.

Shit.

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Updated (11-2-09)