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Edward's POV-

My dead heart felt more vacant, more bare than it had since I met my angel. Even the feelings I had dealt with when I had left her could not compare to what my body was experiencing now.

She left you. It is your fault. You did this.

Those three thoughts droned on over and over and over reverberating meaningfully through my numb mind. Those thoughts were the only things keeping me from running to my only love and begging her to take me back.

My body was insensible, lying on the hard floor of my now furniture-less bedroom. Everything had reminded me of her, her beauty that drew every vision-abled male to her, her floral scent that intoxicated my every sense, her laugh that rang like tiny bells through my undeserving ears, her cheeks as they blushed a deep pink of her soft warm cheeks, her affectionate brown eyes that could have convince me into doing almost anything, her clumsiness that very well may have killed her every three steps, her everything. She was perfect. She was the only being on earth I wanted to spend eternity with. She should have been-

No, no, no! You cannot think about her. Only about what you did! I screamed at myself trying unsuccessfully to repress the images of my true love.

I closed my eyes willing the twisting of my useless stomach and the painful clutches of my dead heart away. I rocked back and forth retreating back into my tearless sobs.

I heard a loud knock on the door, and listened for a moment to their thoughts to find out who it was. Emmett. His thoughts were rushed as he knew that I wouldn't listen for long. Edward! Come out! You can try and get her back! You can't just sit- I tuned him out. I didn't want to hear anymore.

There wasn't anything else I could do. She left. She didn't want me. I killed Bella's best friend. I felt a low growl come from my throat as I thought this. He shouldn't have been her best friend. He was dangerous. He was not under any kind of control. He was a bloody dog! I felt my body stiffen in response to thinking about the mutt, but calmed down knowing he was gone. But so was she.

My thoughts always retuned to her. Everything I thought about revolved around her. She was my world, my sun, my moon, my sky, my heart. My Bella.

Pictures of her angelic face swirled in my mind mixing with memories of the meadow, the night in Fort Angeles, prom, Phoenix, the Volturi, the first night she whispered my name. Everything as amazing, perfect even, and I ruined it, I destroyed everything.

I wanted to go back to the Volturi, this time, not to come back. But my family wouldn't allow it, they already knew that most likely I would try and kill myself without her. They would be very protective. I hated myself. Everything I had created. I hated what I had done. All for what? To see that damn dog dead? Well congratulations! He is dead! And look what it did! I screamed at myself.

Memories of that night and a couple nights before flooded my mind. I gave in, feeling too weak to fight off the inevitable.

I was running in the forest back to Bella. I had gone hunting for the night and wanted to be with her for at least an hour before the sun came up, to watch her sleep. The moment I was out of the dark trees that bordered Charlie's house I smelled it.

That rancid, almost rotten smell, it bombarded my senses and I stopped my unnecessary breathing. I crouched low, and scanned what I could see of the house and the trees for it. A werewolf. And a young one from the newer, less potent smell. I didn't have one doubt about who it was. Jacob was around here. Somewhere. Did he dare be in Bella's room? I snarled at the thought.

Suddenly his thoughts wove into my mind. I tried to fight them away but instead I listened, morbid curiosity getting the best of me. I shook violently but forced myself to stay put to listen to what he was doing before I forced him away.

He doesn't deserve her. He can't love her like I could. He doesn't love her like I do. He's a monster! A leech! He kills, Bella, he kills! Don't you see that? How are you so peaceful sleeping right now when he could instantly take your life away?!

I snarled at that thought. Killing my precious Bella. Never. I started towards her bedroom window.

Bella, I love you so much, so so so much. He forced you to go with his that day in the woods, I know he did. You want to be with me. And now you will be. Mine forever.

I quietly climbed the tree at inhuman pace and roared at the scene before me. Bella's delicate hands were tied together. Jacob had some type of cloth stretched tight between his two hands. He was lowering it over Bella's mouth. He's going to kidnap her! My instincts screamed to let the monster in me out and kill Jacob. But I couldn't not here not in front of her. I wouldn't be able to resist.

Suddenly Jake paused, undeniably because he had smelled me. I saw visible tremors running down his spine. He snapped his head up to look at me and snapped his teeth.

I growled very lowly. And bared my razor teeth back at him. She's coming with me bloodsucker! His thoughts yelled at me. "She is going nowhere." I replied my voice dripping with seriousness and dominance. She wants to be with me! ME! I raised my eyebrows questioning his opinion. He seemed to recoil a bit but stayed surprisingly upright.

"Get out now!" I hissed glaring my teeth as much as possible. I backed away from the window to the other side of Bella's bed. He was about to protest. But instead walked to the window stealthily turning around only to say,

"I will take her away from here eventually leech. She loves me." His thoughts backed up his statement only in more violent and physical shows. Another growl emanated from my throat and he jumped out of the window.

I walked to the sill to make sure he had left and witnessed a large dog-like creature sprinting into the forest.

I carefully walked to Bella's side and very gently and very rapidly untied her hands, pausing immediately after to make sure I hadn't woken her. She rolled over and whispered my name. I smiled to myself. "Yes, my love I am here." I dropped the thin rope and lay down beside her, gathering her small body into mine. She smiled minutely and cuddled into my side.

I knew she was safe. As long as I was with her, she was safe. At least from him.

Two days later, I knew something had to be done.

I had left her alone for only an hour so that she could talk with Charlie. When I returned to her house I smelled him at once, but this time I only saw him running away back into the forest. The only thoughts I managed to catch were, One day leech. One day.

So that night when Bella slept, I broke the treaty, the treaty that kept my family and I from being run off away from Forks. I went to La Push and killed Jacob.

I had only planned to talk to him. Warn him about the severe punishment of getting too close to Bella. But, his dream I had seen when I walked to his window snapped all of the sanity I had.

In his dream, he was running with Bella, she was a werewolf. She looked like herself almost with the same brown eyes, same smile. But she was a wolf! A mutt! A dog! I felt my lifeless stomach heave at the thought. I tried to repress the thought, because I knew that it was impossible but when he leaned in to kiss her, even in a dream, I snapped and lunged in his bedroom window. Splintered glass flew everywhere.

I didn't tell Bella about Jacob trying to kidnap her, because she would never have believed me. Not to mention she probably would have become excruciatingly angry with me for saying it, which would have made it harder to stay with her all of the time, keeping her safe.

I should have told her when I told her that I had killed that mutt. But even then I knew she wouldn't have believed me and would have been madder than she had been. I tried to explain it to her, but I had lie to her, only tell her part of the truth. I told her that we ran into the pack from La Push when my family and I were out hunting. That, that's when I had listened to his thoughts.

It hurt me to know I had lied. But, I had to keep her safe. Keep her from doing any thing irrational. No, I was selfish. I didn't want her any madder than she had been. I did it for me. I lied to save myself from more of her anger.

The lividness I had with myself at that moment deepened. What had I done?! I had to tell her. I had to make her listen. I had to make her believe me. How? I didn't even know where she was.

But I had to try. I would try. Even if it killed me. I would find her and tell her the truth. Everything.

Alice would know where she was. I hope she knew where she was. I suddenly leaped from the floor suddenly rejuvenated. And flew through the door to find my sister.

When I left my room, everyone's thoughts broke through my mind some angry some sympathetic some undecided. With little energy I found Alice sitting in her room on Jasper's lap, crying softly.

"Alice?" I asked quietly. Jasper was already staring at me with sad eyes. You took Bella from her to, Edward. She won't talk to you easily. I nodded in response to Jasper's thoughts and called Alice's name again.

This time she looked up at me. Her face looked completely unemotional. But I could see sadness buried deep within her almost charcoal black eyes. "Alice, I need your help." I half questioned half begged.

She shot me a deadly glare but responded, "With what Edward? Killing someone else? Driving another family member from our lives?" She spoke fast and meaningfully. Her words stabbed into me but I knew I deserved every one.

"No, I just need to know where Bella is." I stated quietly hanging my head, shying away from her death stare. I felt a wave of calmness wash over the room and I looked up briefly to thank Jasper. He stood next to a now standing Alice, with his am around her waist.

"You want to know where she is Edward?!" I nodded pathetically. "You want to know where you drove her?!" she screeched in her high pitched melodic voice. Again I nodded. "She's in La Push! She's staying with that Quil guy you got in a fight with! Happy Edward?" She paused for a moment but quickly continued. "She's probably going to get hurt! He is the newest of the werewolf pack! And she's staying with him, so she can be away from you! God Damnit Edward!" Her voice raised intensity with the last statement. Inside, my body winced and pained with the sincerity and the actuality of her words.

I looked up briefly at a fuming Alice, she was being held back from most likely hurting me by Jasper who had a tight grip around her waist. "Thank you." I barely whispered. And ran out of their room into the hall to hear Alice collapse into sobs. I ran as fast as possible back to my room and slammed the door locking it and fell to the floor into a heap of sobs.

What had I done! My thoughts tortured me, as tear less cries racked my body. She is gone. And she could be in danger! Oh Lord what had I done! Finally I made up my mind. I would try and get her back. No longer how long it took, or how much effort it needed, I would put everything into my attempt to show my sincerest apology and love for my Bella. Anything for Bella. But how?

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