"Who was it now?" My dad, Louis, asked the minute I stepped through the door.

"Some drunken girl that was walking by herself." I replied.

"Did you kill her?"

I shook my head. "I took her memories and left her lying by some tree."

He didn't look pleased. "She will still have the bite mark for a few days. How do you suppose she'll explain that?"

I shrugged. "Maybe she'll think she hooked up with some guy with pointy teeth." I laid on the couch. He got up from his chair to look out the window. "Besides, I think it's good if she has them. If he's here, we can lure him in."

"That's a horrible plan. He's not someone to go through without thought. Armand will sure figure it out."

I stood up in anger, "at least I'm trying to end this. I'm sick of hiding and waiting for him to find us."

Louis didn't say anything when he looked back at me. Instead his eyes showed sadness. "It's that day isn't it?" I frowned and looked to the ground. Damn, he brought that up. "As of today, it has officially been three years since you've last seen..them."

"I don't want to talk about it." Looking up he had was smiling. "Alright. I'm going out so stay here until I get back." Without waiting he left the apartment.

Three years. Three years since I last seen Edward. I wonder how he was and especially, if he had moved on. Well, I don't think it qualifies as moving on if he doesn't remember the person he was with.

"Another fight?" I twitched at the voice. "You guys have them all the time recently."

I growled. "It's none of your business."

I heard him scoff and soon felt him leaning on my back, his face next to mine. "Of course it is. It is always my business."

That's when I turned and was about to punch him when he caught my fist. He smirked. "At this moment I'm not the one you should focus on killing." He let go.

Pulling my hand back I glared. "But you are on my list. Never forget that Lestat."

He just shrugged, brushing his fingers through his long blonde hair. "I'll look forward to it." Pissed, I left to my room. Three years and this is what I've dealt with.

When we left Forks we first came to London. After staying here for five months we went back to America and stayed in Boston but Louis sensed Armand near and so we left for Canada. After a year we came back to Europe and ended up living in all different places, except Italy, until we settled back down in London six months again. Once we moved in it turns out Lestat, my mom and dad's creator was still alive and living here. Louis "forgot" to mention that he was still alive, surviving mom's attacks. I was ready to kill him but Louis stopped me, saying we needed him if we wanted to defeat Armand so I agreed though I still hated him. He's rude and arrogant and always has some stupid comment to make about me.

In my bedroom I glanced at the one picture I kept Louis from burning: my birthday. We were so happy then and now, he may be happy with another. Touching my face I sighed, no tears. After the second month I couldn't cry no longer. By the end of the fifth month I could barely smile. Sure I smile when the humans are around but those are smiles to lure them in so I could drink. By the first year Louis and I got in a fight because I was losing my touch with humanity. Now I really have. All I can think about is killing Armand and Lestat and, maybe, me.

I flipped my bed up, revealing the coffin Louis brought, and laid in it. Glancing at my locket I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.

EDWARD'S POV

"Oooo look there's Big Ben." Alice yelled from the hotel. "And tomorrow we're going to visit Buckingham Palace and the London Bridge and…" "Alice." Jasper came and patted her shoulders. "We'll see everything."

She pouted which made me chuckle slightly. "I heard that Edward."

"It is exciting to be back in London. I can't remember the last time we were here." Esme commented. Carlisle agreed. "Yes, it is wonderful being back in London."

"Oh can you all stay here longer than a month." Alice whined. Jasper began chuckling nervously.

"No Alice, we are heading back to the states in one month. We're going to head to Minnesota next." Carlisle replied. "Edward you figure out what you're doing?" I shook my head.

Our family has decided to go separate ways. We would still see each other but Alice wanted to start a fashion line here in London and Rosalie and Emmett were planning on traveling the world. Our month here was a sort of last family vacation before the move. I did not know exactly what I was going to do but most likely going to travel as well.

"It's obvious he's going to go searching for his secret girl." I glared at Alice when she said that. "That's why he won't take Tanya's offer to stay with the, nor wants to stay with any of us."

"Enough Alice." Alice and Jasper were laughing by now when Esme came and smacked their heads. "You two stop picking on him."

I know they weren't going to. I was just glad it wouldn't be for another week before we see Rosalie and Emmett. When they settled down I went into my room. Laying on the bed I pulled out the picture from one of my books I brought. Looking at it I sighed with frustration.

Three years and I still have no idea who this girl is. When we first saw it the Alice investigated and the closest she got was the girl looked like an older version of Charlie Swan's daughter Isabella, who's been dead for the past few years so it could not have been her. Then Rosalie was stupid enough to talk about this with the Denali's and that's when Irina chimed in that we have mentioned Edward was supposedly in a relationship but would not tell them the name. Also I guess her mate to be was killed by the wolves that live here and when she asked if they could kill them we did not allow them. They also said we needed their help because a vampire was after someone.

None of this made any sense but I have a feeling it has something to do with this girl. She seemed like an ordinary girl though the makeup and blue dress did look good on her.

Alice has said that something important was going to happen soon the minute, which is the main reason I came with them here.

I hope I find her soon.

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