Author's Note: I'm sorry if you think I am evil to use the cliffhangers but I had no idea what to write next until another idea pops into my head. Well, here we go again.
Disclaimer: I so don't own Twilight.
Flight
I shook my head furiously to clear my mind again and went over to the bed. The rose was placed on a folded piece of paper with my name written neatly on it in his penmanship. I picked up the rose slowly almost afraid to think it was real. I placed it to the side, took the paper in my shaking hands, and unfolded it. My eyes closed shut on its own freewill as soon as the words were visible. What if this is another goodbye? I didn't matter what it was, I had to know. I forced my eyelids open and stared at the paper.
Bella,
I have gone to Canada to invite some of the family friends to the wedding. I thought it would be a bit rude if we just sent them an invitation. I didn't think you should come with me since you needed to put the finishing touches on the wedding plans. I apologize for not telling you first, I was a bit preoccupied this morning. I will be back in a few days. I will miss you very much. Let the rose remind you of me until I come back.
Love,
Edward.
I sighed in relief. You still can't trust him. If you trusted him you wouldn't have been that scared. Can you really commit yourself to someone you can't trust? I wanted so much to say yes but who would I be kidding? I had to face the fact that I didn't trust him still. I will always have that voice in the back of my head whispering my doubts. I can't do this anymore. I crunched the letter inside my fist and made my decision. I needed to go away for a while to think about this. I couldn't continue to face these people and lie to them. What I didn't know was when I was coming back or if I was coming back at all. I strode over to the desk at the corner of the room and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen.
I need to get away for a while to rearrange my thoughts. Please don't come after me. I don't know when I'm coming back or where I'm going. Tell Edward that I love him no matter where I am going or where I end up. I love you all very much but I can't lie to you anymore.
Bella.
I folded the paper, grabbed my purse with all the necessary traveling papers in it, and went into the hallway. Alice, Rosalie, and Elizabeth were in Rosalie's closet probably trying to find space for her new clothes. Jasper and Emmett was hunting and won't be back until nightfall. Carlisle was at the hospital and Esme was in the backyard planting new flowers in the back. Good, there was no one here that I had to face. I made my way silently down the stairs and taped the letter to the TV where I was sure one of the guys would actually see it. I crept towards the door, opened it soundlessly, and slipped out. My car was parked next to Alice's making it easy for me to leave without notice. I got in the driver's seat and started the engine; thank goodness this engine was quiet. I pulled out of the driveway and headed to the airport. Where was I going? It didn't really make a big difference, I just needed to be alone a while. I slid open my cell phone and dialed 411.
"Hello, this is information. Can I help you?"
"Yes, can I get the phone number for the airport?"
"Of course, would you like me to give you the number or transfer you?"
"Transfer."
"Alright, one moment please." There was annoying music playing for a moment before a click.
"Hello, this is the Raymond International Airport. May I help you?"
"Yes, I'd like to book a ticket to...Forks, Washington." I didn't know why I decided to go there but it just clicked in my mind. The woman continued to ask my information for the ticket and I gave it to her without hesitation.
"Thank you Miss Swan. Your ticket to Forks, Washington is booked for 4:00 today. The information desk will have it ready for you, just come by and pick it up."
"Thank you." I slid the phone closed and glanced at the clock. Perfect, 3:30. I pulled into the parking lot of the airport and parked my car. I didn't really care about what would happen to the car if I left it here so I just got out and entered through one of the doors. I turned to the left and made my way to the large counter marked Information Desk.
"I'm Isabella Swan, I have a ticket booked for Forks, Washington at 4 today," I informed. The girl behind the counter looked at me in shock as if I was some miracle or something. I cleared my throat on purpose snapping her out of daydream.
"Oh yes," she stammered shuffling through a drawer on her right. A moment later, she popped her head back up and handed me the hard pieces of paper. "Here you go Miss Swan." I muttered a thank you and walked away searching for the gate that I was supposed to be at. My flight was assigned to gate 6, when I got there first class was already boarding. I handed the flight attendant my ticket for her to check. She nodded without looking up at me and pointed me into the gate. I followed the arrows onto the plane and took my seat by the window. My cell phone vibrated in my pocket disturbing my train of thoughts. I reached in and pulled it out and the name Alice appeared as the caller ID. I let out a sigh and took the battery off the back causing it to flick off. I replaced the battery and pushed it back into my pocket. The regular passengers were boarding the plane now and the flight attendants shuffled around helping them put luggage into the overhead compartment. I placed my back against the seat and closed my eyes letting my thoughts overtake me.
I didn't open my eyes until the plane landed at the Forks airport. I didn't know they even had an airport in Forks since I hadn't been there since ten years ago but apparently they built one a few years back for convenience purposes. Once I got into the airport I headed to the information desk again. "Excuse me, can you help me book a hotel room and get a rental car?" I asked the man behind the counter. His eyes glazed over and he stared at me stupidly. There was something awfully familiar about him. He had blue eyes and blond hair and was in his late 20s. "Mike?" I asked finally remembering. He snapped out of his stupor at the mention of his name.
"How do you know my name?" He said suspiciously. I laughed lightly as he stared at me blankly. I was about to tell him who I was but I suddenly remembered that I had faked my death and it was best if he couldn't recognize me.
"Um, it's written on your name tag," I lied quickly. He looked down at his chest.
"Oh right," he muttered. "You said you wanted to book a hotel room and rent a car?" I nodded in agreement and he proceeded to punch keys onto his computer. "Your name miss?" Uh oh, I couldn't tell him my real name. Wait, yes I can. He'll just think it's a coincidence. Who would believe that I hadn't aged a day and became more beautiful after 10 years?
"Isabella Swan," I said with confidence. He looked up from the computer screen and rose one of his eyebrows at me. I reached into my purse, pulled out an ID, and handed to him. He glanced it over while I focused on not laughing.
"That's weird. I had a high school girlfriend named Isabella Swan." When was I his girlfriend? Never, that's when. I wanted to punch him lying like that but restrained myself from it. He continued typing into the computer for another minute. "Credit card?" I pulled out a random card and slipped it onto the counter. He grabbed it looking a bit disappointed about something but turned to enter the information in. After he was done, he pulled the several pieces of paper from the printer on his right and placed it on the counter. "This is the hotel information. The address is in red for your convenience. All you have to do is give them these papers and they will hand you the keys to your hotel room. Also, here is your car rental information. It is waiting for you in the front with this license plate. And here are your keys," he said dropping a set of keys onto the stack of papers. I signed the release forms for the car, grabbed my ID and credit card, and turned to go. "Miss Isabella?" I turned around to face him again. "I'm off in about 15 minutes, do you wanna go out to dinner or something?" I struggled to compose my expression so that I didn't look suspicious. Did he just ask me out?
"No thanks. I'm engaged," I held out my hand for him to see the ring on my finger with a forced smile on my face. His face fell and I turned on my heel and walked away towards the door. I didn't really know if I was lying or telling the truth. If I was still engaged, shouldn't I be back in Canada plannning my wedding? Was I still engaged if I left and was having second thoughts? Exactly what Mike had said, there was a silver Camry waiting for me in the front with the same license plate as the one on the paper. I got in and punched in the address on the navigation system. How nice for them to have one available. I pulled out and followed the instructions of the machine to the hotel I was booked at.
The hotel was clearly one for the upper class of tourists. It was more extravagant and even had valet parking. I handed the dazed valet my keys and grabbed the ticket from his hand before he can utter a word. I pushed the doors open and strode over to the desk and gave them the papers.
"Welcome Ms. Swan, we've been expecting you. You are one of our honored guests, please inform us if you need anything. Your room is on the 10th floor, 5th door on the right." She sounded like she was an actor delivering bad lines. She gave me a key card and smiled sweetly at me. I flicked around and walked towards the dinging elevators. I pressed the button with the number 10 and the door close button not in the mood for waiting or tag-alongs. The doors pulled to a lazy close and I felt it rise. It opened after another moment and I stepped out to the dim lit hallway of the hotel rooms. I counted 5 doors on the right and slipped the key card into the slot. The red light turned green so I turned the knob swinging the door open. I got in and kicked the door closed behind me with a loud bang. I dropped my purse on the floor and collapsed faced down on the bed. What do I do next?
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