-1AN: Okay, so "After Midnight" was originally going to be a one-shot but, one of the reviews I got sparked and evil plot bunny in my head that simply wont go away and I found myself with a very good idea of how it COULD go on from where I left off, so… here it is…the sequel to "After Midnight" The first chapter backs up a bit, so we're going to re-live their deaths through Bella's POV before we get on with the story. Please read and review!
Disclaimer: once again, I own neither "Twilight", "New Moon" nor any of their characters; all these are the property of Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 1: Promises Kept.

Bella's POV:
"You moved on Edward, and she's waiting for you. Put me in the past, permanently. End this, please. I couldn't bear to see you walk away from me again. It would kill me anyways, Edward, I'm DYING anyways! Make my death mean something! Please, it's all I have left to give to you, take it. You already took my soul Edward, my life means nothing anymore."

"I…I can't, I won't. I'm sorry" He whispered, his voice cracking with every word as his eyes fell to survey the ground at his feet, then slowly, and steadily he turned away towards the break in the trees where, until a few moments ago, his new girlfriend had stood. He was midway through his first step in her direction, when I suddenly felt the hole in my chest being ripped anew, and a whole new depth to the pain existed now. Before, the emptiness had been confined to my chest; it now covered my entire being as if I was being ripped into a million different pieces by the claws of some wild untamed creature. My entire body went limp and I crumpled to the ground, tears flowing freely down my cheeks as my sobs escaped in loud screams into the stillness around us. He paused then, uncertain, a look of pure agony and remorse etched into his beautiful angelic face, and I couldn't help but think that an angel should never be in so much pain.

He turned then, to resume his walk back to his new life, leaving me forever behind, leaving me to die alone, without him. I willed myself to move then, I had to go after him, I couldn't see him walk away again. I placed my hands hard against the gravel and pushed myself up to my knees, feeling a sharp, searing pain in the center of my left palm as I did so. I froze then, catching a faint smell of rust and salt that I knew was blood…MY blood, and knowing also, that in the state he was in, Edward would likely not be able to resist its siren call to the monster within him. His brand of heroine he'd called it once.

I brought my hand up to eye level seeing a large shard of glass protruding from my hand, and then looked up at Edward, coiled in a tense crouch as if he would spring onto me at any second. I waited, expecting him to pounce, my eyes silently willing him to give in. After a few moments, he still hadn't moved, and I thought perhaps he needed more incentive. I stared longingly at him, my gaze expectant as I removed the glass from my hand. He stood, still as a statue, his eyes black and wild with thirst, yet still holding onto his control by a single thread. This small cut wasn't enough, if I really wanted this, there would have to be more blood.

My stomach churned at the thought but I forced it down. If this went the way I wanted, I wouldn't have to worry about that for very long anyways. I closed my eyes then, turning my face towards the moonlit sky as I brought my hand up, resting the sharpened edge of the glass at the vein in my throat. I paused then, soaking in the moonlight as the tears continued to stream down my face, my hands trembling slightly as I pressed down harder and opened my eyes, staring directly into his as the glass sliced deeply into my flesh, my eyes silently offering him his deepest desire, granting him the permission to take it freely and guiltlessly, begging him to end this pain.

He lurched forward, his movement so fast I hadn't even registered it, and suddenly, I was in his arms again, held tightly to his body so I wouldn't struggle as his teeth sank into my throat tearing the cut I'd made into a gaping hole. I let out a gasp at the pain as he moaned in pleasure at the taste of my blood. He tightened his arms around me, drinking me in with abandon and I melted into his arms, flinging my own around his back to embrace him, and at that moment, it didn't matter that I was dying, it didn't matter that with every second he was draining more of my life away. The pain was gone and despite the situation, I felt well, I felt whole again. My heart raced in my chest as I breathed in his amazing scent, and it was like there had never been a hole in my chest. I was home, and I was happy.

Just as soon as my heart had sped up, it began to slow and I knew that it would soon be over. Darkness was beginning to cloud my vision and my thoughts became slurred as everything began to dim. I could feel my heartbeat slowing rapidly and I lowered my head placing my lips to his neck just above his shoulder in one last kiss to his cold skin as I sighed his name, whispering to him my last words of forgiveness, and love before my world went forever dark, or so I thought.

The darkness however, lasted only seconds, and as I opened my eyes I found myself looking at Edward, staring down at my lifeless body on the ground with a horrified expression, his eyes filled with anguish and self loathing as tearless sobs wracked his entire being.

"Edward, please, don't be sad. Its alright, it's what I wanted, please!" I walked over to him but he didn't seem to notice my presence, his eyes fixed on the body lying cold in his arms with the most peaceful expression on her face. "Edward, please, look at me. EDWARD!" I shouted and still he didn't hear me. Suddenly there was a slight rush of wind and the girl he had been with, Erica, was standing just behind him, her face a mixture of confusion and horror at what he had done. She knelt beside him placing a hand gently on his shoulder, startling him out of his dazed focus on the body in his arms. He looked up into her face, his once expressive eyes devoid of any kind of emotion.

"Edward, we should go" she said, trying in vain to pull him from the ground.

"No." his voice choked with strangled sobs. "I won't leave her again"

"Edward I'm right here! Look at me, I'm fine!" I walked to him then, trying to put my hand on his shoulder only to have it pass straight through him.

"We have to go. NOW!" She raised her voice, pleading with him to flee the scene with her before someone came along and noticed them, and the dead body lying before them, completely drained of blood.

He stood then, lifting my body into his arms, gazing into my face, his eyes determined, as if he had made a decision he had yet to give voice to. "No, tell my family what happened, and that I love them, but I won't be coming home. I have a promise to fulfill. Alice will understand what you mean. Please, don't try to follow me. You won't find me." I started at his words. What did he mean he had a promise to fulfill? "Edward, wait! Please! "She cried out in protest, but too late, he was already gone.

"Edward!" my voice called out to him falling on deaf ears. I had to make him see me, make him realize I was still here with him, that I was ok. I followed after him, amazed that I was actually catching up to him, when I realized suddenly that I wasn't even running. I floated swiftly along behind him as if my will alone were moving me forward. We moved constantly, never slowing, as the light began to fail into night and then back into a pale dawn. Time passed around us, and still he ran swiftly, unaware of my presence following close behind him. Finally he slowed to a walk, slowly walking through the last few trees that surrounded us and into a clearing. It was the meadow, OUR meadow. He walked directly to the center, lying my body carefully down onto the grass among the few flowers that still held bloom this late in the year. He stretched himself down along side, cradling me into his arms as he wept silently.

"Edward, what are you doing? Damn it, Edward look at me! I'm right here! You can't just lay here like this! Edward please!"

He stiffened slightly sliding his eyes closed and relaxing against my body. Just then I saw it, a large russet colored werewolf flew at him from behind me moving directly through the space I was in. Its claws tore into him as he lay there, waiting, unmoving, for death to claim him.

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed, "Edward!" No! Fight back damn you!" I screamed in hysterics. "Jake stop, please!" He didn't even scream in pain as the wolf began to rip into him. The scene faded before my eyes as I heard him whisper "I'll be with you soon my angel" as the wolf continued tearing him to shreds, my voice screaming out in horror at the scene before me, as my former best friend murdered the love of my life before my very eyes as everything faded once again to blackness.

Edward POV:
I was falling, that much I knew, though for how long or to where I had no idea. The last thing I remembered was the pain of the wolf's claws at it had savagely torn me apart, killing me. The thought struck me heavily, I was dead. Whatever I had expected would happen to me in death, it wasn't this. I had expected to find myself in the fires of hell, though I had hoped that, by some small chance of mercy, I would be rejoined with my beloved, my Bella. I looked around me as the wind whipped around my face, attempting to see anything at all in the impenetrable darkness that enveloped me. Even with my heightened sense of sight, I could make out nothing of my surroundings.

Giving up on that task, I allowed my eyes to close, turning my thoughts to my Bella, my beautiful angel. How could she have forgiven me? I was a monster. I had crushed her so completely, and still, she loved me, had forgiven me, even as I took her life. She had to be an angel, no human could ever love so unconditionally, so selflessly, and I had killed her. I deserved to be in hell, to be punished for this unspeakable act. The crimes of my past paled greatly in comparison to that of my final transgression. I deserved never to see her again.

My thoughts were cut short as I collided roughly with the ground. I lay still, taking a moment to prepare myself for whatever sight I might behold once I opened my eyes. There were sounds, voices, seemingly thousands of them. I slowly opened my eyes and surveyed my surroundings. I lay upon a stretch of rocky ground, dry and broken with the passing of many feet. Before me, in the gloom I could make out a vast black gate of iron and stone, flung wide with the passage of many bodies whose voices cried out with hate and pain, in a constant state of unrest. I looked up to the arch above the broken way and saw that there were words carved into the stone. Through me the way is to the city dolent;
through me the way is to eternal dole;
through me the way among the people lost.
Justice incited my sublime Creator;
Created me divine Omnipotence,
The highest Wisdom and the primal Love.
Before me there were no created things,
only eterne and I eternal last.
All hope abandon, ye who enter in!

My eyes widened at the words there written, my thoughts flashing to a fleeting memory of a passage in a book, the inferno, the gateway into hell. So, I would end up in hell after all. Though I had expected no less, the thought pained me, to know that I would never again behold my beloved angel. I deserved no less, that in itself would be torture enough. No, nothing could ever be punishment enough. I stood then, determined to accept my fate, however horrible. I strode forward, resolute, the last of my heart breaking as I cast all hope aside of ever being with my Bella again, knowing that heaven would be kind to her, and walked through the gate.

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AN: I hope to have the next chapter out sometime in the next week. Hopefully work will slow down and I will have more time to spend at home. The next chapter will be titled "Broken Spirits" In it you will find out what Edward's punishment in hell will be, and will begin to find out what Bella is, and exactly what Edward is being punished for.