Another update. A bit longer than usual. But a lot happens. I hope you guys enjoy!

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I walked as fast as I could, without drawing too much attention from humans, down the terminal to the rental car agency.

My fingers once again found residence in my hair as the guy working the counter took too long.

I needed the car yesterday.

I regretted breaking my phone in Brazil. I could have called my siblings by now, Alice could have had this settled long before.

I am surprised they are not here to greet me.

Finally, with keys in hand to the fastest car the rental agency had, I was on my way, flying down the freeway towards forks.

I rubbed my chest again, willing myself to feel something, anything.

Cars flew by as I passed them, my foot pressed completely down on the gas pedal. My mind searched for possible speed traps.

But I didn't care about any of that.

The sooner I got to her, the better.

Everything would be better then.

Only when I enter Forks, it wasn't better. Not by a long shot.

Forks looked empty.

There were cars along the road. I passed by the diner that Charlie and Bella would frequent and not a single light was on, no one inside. Cars were parked out side of it though.

I breathed in as deep as I could, hoping to smell a trace of a human. Smells lingered, but they smelled old, faint even.

I drove through the town, turning on to Bella's street, hoping to hear her neighbors in their houses.

Silence, nothing but silence.

I parked the car behind the cruiser.

Leaves covered the hood. It looked like the cruiser hadn't been driven for month, maybe longer.

I walked up to the front door and it was eerily quiet. I didn't hear the heart beat that I wanted and needed to hear.

I knocked, not expecting an answer, just doing it out of politeness.

The door was unlocked. I pushed it open, causing the door to hit the wall behind it.

I smell her, and smell Charlie, but it's faint. It has been probably a month or more since they've set foot in this house.

It burns, but it's not a bad burn anymore.

I welcome the burn, it's a punishment that I need to take.

At least I felt something.

My feet lead me to the kitchen. It's a mess. Dishes strewn about and a sink full of dirty pots and silverware. The fridge is empty. The kitchen cabinets thrown open, as if looked through in a hurry.

I walked back into the living room, Charlie's chair still faced the television and white static had taken over the screen. I couldn't bring myself to shut it off.

I made my way up the stairs, towards her room. The smell was a bit more potent, but still faint.

I placed my hands on the door, afraid to open it.

I know she is not inside, and that kills me.

I was so close, but now I'm even farther away.

My head rests against the door as I breathed in and out in deep, slow breaths, willing myself to open the door.

I hesitate, afraid of the truth.

I stood there, for I don't know how long before I finally opened the door to her room.

I should be shocked by what I found, but I'm not.

Something deep inside of me expected it, knew it even.

Clothes are everywhere, bedding in a mess piled on top of her bed. Books and cd's littered across the floor. Her computer shoved over on its side, the top of her CD player left open, but empty.

I made my way over to the end of her bed, my fingers running across the blankets as my feet came to a stop at the loose floor board.

I needed to look, I needed to see.

Did she look? Does she even know?

I lifted the floor board up as it creaked and groaned as I pulled it up.

Everything was still as I had left it; the picture, cd, plane tickets, everything.

Only one thing I didn't put in there took residence among the items as well.

A folded piece of paper was placed on top of everything.

I opened it carefully, her hurried, messy script glared back at me.

Edward-

I have to believe that you still love me, deep down you just have to. I miss you. I love you beyond all reason. If I am lucky enough and you find this, I only ask you to do one thing for me: FIND ME. THEY are here! They found me. I love you, I will always love you. Please find me.

-Bella

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