What do I do now?

I thought while speeding down the freeway. My life has now basically, ended well and truly, at least before I knew that her heart still beated, her fragile, brakable body still walked and probably tripped over thin air. Over the months, I had been gone I have missed her clumsiness, her innocence and the cheeky smile that she owned when she knew, that the kiss beforehand had pushed me to new limits.

My foot was pressed to the floor of the car, which I had acquired the usual way. That night, that dreadful night I had told her that I was leaving, was hard as usual, but she agreed, she didnt want to be because she wanted me so badly, she agreed to make me happy. 'Dont do anything reckless, or stupid,' I said and she had agreed. She nodded, I could tell even, without reading her mind, she didnt want me to go but she agreed so that it was less painful. So didn't that mean, she would look after herself? I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to clear it and opened them again. Why didn't she then?

I had pulled into Antonio Airport, Rio. I sat in the car in the parking lot to think a while.

Where do I go from here?

At this moment in time I could only think of two places, which would help me with my future. The first would be the hardest place do go back at this moment in time. I could go back to Forks, pay my respects as any other human would do. I told Bella, that she would never see her again, and she would never see me again, I would never see her again. I had missed my chance, only days ago, the pain had started to get too much and I was contemplating going back to her. If I went back I would watch over her, just to see what she was up to. If she had moved on, I would leave again and if she was...well, still moping, I would pick my options that moment. Thinking about going back to Forks now, of the people I could and probably would see, knowing my luck since I had left the town. I don't think Charlie would be that happy if I went back either, he would look at me as if I had pushed off the cliff myself. Billy and Jacob Black, would be on Charlie's side as well, from what I had heard about the families past including legends, I wouldn't have to ask once they would kill me. The other option, did I really want to end it like this. Volterra, the name gave me the creeps just saying it. The family are certainly something you, wouldn't mess with unless you were desparate. It would take my family, a while to catch up with me, they could even be too late, if everything went to plan. But, I myself had made a promise to Bella. On her 18th birthday, at the end of Romeo and Juliet, I had told her about this Voturi idea. 'You don't irritate the volturi, not unless you want to die-or whatever it is we do.' She had replied at that time, in a mixture of anger and horror, holding my face in her hands, maybe a little to tight for the average human, 'No matter what might ever happen to me, you are not allowed to hurt yourself!' But when, I think of it like that she went back on her promise, so whats to stop me going back on mine.

Before I could fully make my decision, on where I would travel to in the next hour, I had to make sure that, Rosalie was right.

I had to ring her house to find out, just to here her voice, if it was possible or to here from Charlie. Who ever answered, I had to know, dead or alive. I dialled her number into my phone with a shaky finger. I had deleted her number from my phone when I had left, but I still couldn't erase it from my memory.

"Swan Residence", someone answered. "Hello, this is Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I was wondering if I could speak to Charlie," I had to put my best Carlisle impression on. But who had answered I recognised the voice.

"He's not here," the voice replied abruptly.

"Where is he?", I wanted to add more, but couldn't bring myself to say anything else.

"He's at the funeral," it was obvious he didnt want to give any more information, and I couldn't take any more information.

I hung up, without saying anymore. I got out of the car, closed the door, lean against the car door, closed my eyes and took in a deep breath which I really didn't need.

Opened my eyes, straightened up and walked towards the terminal. On the way, as I passed the bin, I reached into my pocket, pulled out the mobile and tossed it in. I wouldn't be needing it again, and I could predict Alice would start ringing soon. I caried on through the automatic doors, and towards the nearest departures desk.

Oh my, what a god, and he is coming straight this way. What should I say, he looks a bit stressed or angered, maybe I should keep it simple with a smile. Definatly american.

"How can I help ..."

"I need to get to... Florance... as soon as possible, I don't care about the price," I told her even before she had finished her sentance.

God someone is in a rush. She thought as she typed into her computer.

"Okay, there is a flight leaving tomorrow morning, or... with another airline you can go in...an hours time." She read out.

"An hours time, one way, heres my card?" Before she could reply and pushed my card towards her, along the desk and she reached for it with her long manicured fingers.

Finally, after more questions about my identity, or my fake one. She handed me my tickets, which I ripped from her hand and ran to the gate.