Double Shot! This chapter was a bit hard for me to write due to the POV. I just want to say off the bat that I do not condone any of the behaviors exhibited here. In fact I find them down right belgh. Also, kids watch your language!
Edward POV
That red-headed BTICH! Can't she take a hint? I was not the one that killed her damn mate! Technically it was Alice, Jasper, and Emmett. They set the damn fire! But instead of going after one of them she decided to chase me! And all so she can have her "mate for a mate." What a joke! She thinks that she can avenge James by killing me and it will destroy Bella. HA! It's been two months now and I have never been so content with a decision. I destroyed her personally and honestly with great relish. If I had just listened to my family from the beginning I could have avoided this problem named Victoria.
Fucking Bella Swan. Oh her blood sang to me alright. It was a sweet ambrosia that tempted my frozen taste buds every time we met. And her silence! Not only was she a soft spoken person, but her silent mind was such a respite for my aching sanity. I had been teetering on the edge of sanity, hanging by the thinnest thread when she walked into Biology that day. If it wasn't for her absolute silence of her mind, there would have been a blood bath that day.
So I indulged my selfishness and sanity and let her into our lives. I put her and our family in harm's way; risked the wrath of not only an extremely talented tracker and his escape artist mate, but also the vampire royalty. If the Volturi were to ever find out that we let a human know our secret, there would be absolute hell to pay. That was Carlisle and Rosalie's biggest fear. And I will admit I did not want their eyes on me. I would prefer they did not attempt to recruit me. I like my freedom as it is thank you very much.
And so after the spectacular disaster of a birthday party that my darling sister just had to throw, I decided to cut my losses. My mind was at peace and after having to suck the venom out of her system in Phoenix, her blood did not have quite the appeal. So I told her the truth. For once in my life, I did not hold back. And I am 99% sure she believed me. Unfortunately after the first month we were gone Alice had not been able to see much of her future. Alice was checking her periodically to make sure she didn't slip about our secret. She saw Bella going to that mutt Jacob Black but it's been spotty ever since. I was not concerned about her at first, but the more annoying Victoria is becoming, I'm feeling that I may have to do something drastic to get her off my back.
I left the rest of the family with the Denali's in Alaska. The quiet Laurent from James and Victoria's coven had found his mate in Irina and they seemed to be content. I took off across Canada making my way to New York. I could feel her stalking me the entire way. It was actually kind of fun, at least for me. I would catch glimpses of her mind when she slacked and let herself get too close. That was an… interesting place to be, especially when she went through memories of her more intimate times with James. I even took a few notes. Oh that was another lie that I had absolutely no shame in telling Bella. I mean really? I am 108. And you honestly believe that I have not sampled the pleasures of flesh? I can be a proper Victorian man when I need to be, but I am still that: a man. I have desires that more than one vampire have taken a liking to.
And here in New York City? I can get double the satisfaction. I know Carlisle and Esme would be disappointed in me, but I honestly can't bring myself to care. The lust and greed and debauchery that I encounter in people's minds every day in a city like this is irresistible. After only two hours in Brooklyn, I remembered exactly why I avoided large cities. It was too much. But I knew I had to deal with it for a while until I could formulate a plan to get rid of Victoria. She may not have been a tracker, but it appeared James taught her a few tricks. It was easier to get lost in the crowds and the subway tunnels than the wilderness of Canada. And the few times I had attempted a head on confrontation she managed to slip right through my fingers. So hiding in plain sight and planning became my forte.
It was a Wednesday night a week after my last sighting of Victoria that I finally figured it out. The prostitute I picked up to satisfy both of my hungers lay motionless at my feet when the honestly simple plan hit me. It was so simple that I felt I was slipping for not having thought of it before. If I lead her back to Forks, I could get her to believe it would be better to destroy Bella. How though? Maybe if I can get back with Bella she will divert Victoria's attention from me. Pretend that I was lost and my life had no meaning without her in it, that I was an idiot for ever thinking of leaving her. The idea had merit; anything was worth a shot at this point.
A quiet groan from the whore brought me out of my musings. I had a plan, now to put it into action.
XOXOXOX
It took no time to get back to Forks. Victoria didn't catch up to me until I crossed back into the States two days after I left NYC. I made it to Forks with ease.
After my indulgences in NYC I knew I would have to return to my animal diet if I had any hope of my plan working. My eyes were red as that last whore's lips. They were halfway back to normal by the time I got there. Good, that meant I could take a few more days for recon before I approached her. The trick was avoiding Victoria and the mutts in La Push. Shouldn't be too hard, at least I hope not.
I managed to get into the old house but knew staying there wasn't an option. Not only was Victoria aware of it, I could not risk Bella taking a trip down memory lane. So I showered, changed clothes, and took off to the little cottage Esme had spent spare time updating. She had hoped that Bella and I would inhabit it after she was changed. Sorry Esme, I have more important things to think about now.
I pulled out a map of the area and verified the treaty lines. I was honestly hoping that mutts were keeping to them and not bothering with Forks. I had to find a way to get close enough to catch a stray thought. I spent the day planning and mapping. This would work. It had too.