Disclaimer: I do not own many of the parts in this entire story. However, those that aren't in Twilight, I do own. I do not own the characters, unless I make them up, which I doubt I will. I don't own the quote from New Moon 'Time Passes' either.

Author's Note: I know I said that this was going to be a oneshot, but some people have told me that it should be continued, and I l.o.v.e writing, so I'll continue it. I hope you all like it!! D

Thank you.

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Chapter Two

In the brightest hour
Of my darkest day
I realize what is wrong with me.
Can't get over you
Can't get through to you.

Leaving Bella was the hardest thing I would ever have to do. Thoughts of others and my own swam in my head as I sat on the plane. Alice was in the seat across the aisle, with Jasper. She was very pissed off, I knew, but this was for the best. Why couldn't she see that? Maybe she had a vision.

I forced the thoughts from my mind as the plane landed and we all got off, carrying our belongings, or what we had brought of them. This place was much like Forks, a small town with very few people and very little sunlight. It would be perfect for my family, seeing as I wasn't staying with them. We had already established that I would be able to travel and hopefully find something to 'distract' myself from Bella. That was never going to happen, though.

She had been on my mind since I left her house.

So, what was I supposed to do? I couldn't go back now, she would never welcome me. Besides, it had been four days. Maybe she had found someone else? I knew that was highly unlikely, as Bella wasn't one to let go easily. But, I could still comfort myself, to an extent, with these thoughts.

When everyone arrived at our 'new home', many of us were going to be seperating. I, for one, was going to begin trying my hand at tracking.

Take these memories
That are haunting me
Of a paper man cut into shreds
By his own pair of scissors

I realized I was wrong when I calculated all of the events in my head. Could I have destroyed my own happiness, as well as Bella's, anymore thouroughly? I couldn't go back. I wouldn't go back, because it would cause more problems. Internally, I cringed at the thoughts plaguing my mind.

Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.

Days dragged on, blurring into one another and forming a perfect haze in my mind. The last time I had talked to Alice was nearly five or six days ago and I was now in northern South America, still tracking.

The previous week, I had come across Victoria's scent and followed it all the way down here and was now working on where she was going and what she was going to do. I hadn't expected her to be my distraction, but I was somewhat thankful for it. The dark house where I had been staying lately was cleared out perfectly, though a layer of dust still layed on the wooden floor. It wasn't anything special, or even neat, but it worked until I could get a hand at this. Until I could get used to what I was doing.

I was sitting in the attic, leaning back against a crate with my head in my hands. I hadn't lost Victoria, but I had misplaced her, I supposed. However, while tracking, I made sure that she didn't see me. If she did, this could cause problems on both ends of the rope and I didn't want, didn't need, any of that.

My thoughts were interrupted, even shattered, when the shrill ring of my phone caught my hearing. "Damnit," I cursed before looking down. Caller ID said it as Alice. Maybe she had a vision that something was going to happen. I couldn't ignore it.

"Hello?" My voice was a dull monotone. It had been since I left.

"Edward? What in the hell do you think you're doing?!" Alice was shouting and I didn't understand why.

"Wait.. What are you talking about? I've been sitting here thinking for the past two hours.." I sounded defensive.

"You're tracking Victoria. Alone. Do you know how dangerous that is?!" She snapped. I laughed humorlessly, even bitterly.

"Well maybe that's what I need.." Was all I said before hanging up. I wasn't normally like this, but I saw no point in living without her. I couldn't even think her name without feeling a horrible pain in my chest. (A/N: Sound familiar? Hehe.)

My life had become nothing. There was no reason to even bother everyday. There was nothing I could do to distract myself. Everything reminded me of my Angel. Everything single damn thing.