I am so sorry! I felt so bad for those who said things like "Update soon" and "Can't wait for the next chapter". I was planning on updating like the next day, but I had camps and parties and I got distracted :( I'm sorry. As promised, Alice and Edward's POVs are finally here :)

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Alice's POV: 1½ years later

I flipped through a bunch of catalogues quickly, trying to find something to do. Ever since we left Bella, everyone had been so different; the house was constantly quiet, Emmett didn't joke as much, I couldn't even bring myself to enjoy shopping anymore, knowing that I wouldn't get to come home and play 'Bella Barbie' anymore. It felt as though any fun and enjoyment was foreign and wrong, when we didn't have our clumsy, human Bella here to enjoy it with us.

It had only gotten worse when I came back with the news that Bella had moved on without us. Everyone had been upset with that, but I thought it was only to be expected. We had left to protect her and give her a normal human life; it was too late to regret that decision now.

I just wish I could have a little peek into her future, just to make sure she was okay, but Edward wouldn't allow it. He didn't want us 'interfering'.

He had taken this the worst. He had finally returned to the family a few months after our trip to Forks, but he rarely ever came out of his room; only to hunt, and he never spoke to anyone. Even though we could physically see and feel him, it felt as though he didn't exist anymore, as though the real Edward had been left behind with Bella.

I sighed as I picked up another magazine, this time for a book store. I got three pages in before I froze. On one page was an advertisement that took up the whole space, for a number one best-seller called 'Journey of the Brokenhearted'. But it wasn't the book that caught my attention, it was the author.

"Edward!" I called. He ignored me like he always did when anyone ever spoke to him. I rushed up to his room and barged through the door.

"Edward, look!" I cried.

"What is it, Alice?" he grumbled. I turned the ad towards him. His eyes scanned the page for half a second before they zoned in on something. He raced over and snatched the magazines from my hands.

"Alice, what is it?" Carlisle asked from behind me. I turned to see the whole family standing in the doorway. I must have worried them with my urgency.

"Bella wrote a book!" I said excitedly, grabbing the catalogue from Edward and throwing it to Carlisle. They all crowded around to see.

"Wow, I didn't know Bella wrote books!" Emmett said, amazed.

"Number one best-sellers, you mean," Jasper corrected, sounding awed.

"Do you want to go get it?" I asked Edward excitedly. I don't know why I was so happy, I was probably just glad I could finally get some information about Bella again.

"No," Edward said flatly, before slamming the door in all of our faces.

Edward's POV:

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the author was Bella.

"Wow, I didn't know Bella wrote books!" Emmett exclaimed.

"Number one best-sellers, you mean," Jasper said. Seeing their reactions, I realized they missed Bella almost as much as I did.

"Do you want to go get it?" Alice asked me excitedly.

"No," I said before closing the door on them.

I don't know what it was, but something about reading Bella's book made it feel like I would be intruding on her life again. It felt strange to say; Bella's book…

I was also a little hurt; I knew Bella had moved on with her life in Jacksonville, but a very small part of me had always hoped that maybe she still cared, maybe she missed me a little, or maybe she still thought about me, obviously not.

"Well, I'm going to buy it," Alice said indignantly, before she got into the car and drove off to the nearest bookstore.

She arrived home an hour later.

"I'm home! I got a few copies so we could all read," she called. I heard everyone else go downstairs and start reading. The house was amazingly quiet, except for the turning of pages, for about half an hour before I heard Alice call, "Edward, you might want to read this." There was a strange note to her voice that I couldn't decipher and she was blocking her thoughts from me. I grudgingly went downstairs.

"Why is that, Alice?" I asked.

"Because it mainly concerns you," was all she said as she passed me the book. Intrigued and confused I began to read.

It only took me half an hour with my vampire speed to finish the 500 page book. When I did I didn't know what to say. I was shocked, confused and upset. The book had obviously been the story of Bella's life when I left her. It began by describing how she had felt when I left her, continuing through her 'zombie months' as she described them, the night in Port Angeles, meeting Jacob Black, riding motorbikes, and more.

All through she described her pain at losing 'him', she couldn't even say my name! I had growled out loud when I had read about meeting Laurent and her worry about Victoria coming after her.

The amazing part was, that after all we had put her through, she never actually mentioned us personally, she never thought badly of us and she kept our secret. When she talked about Laurent and Victoria all she said was; they had been after me before, but that time I had them. This time I had no protection.

I couldn't stand to see how much pain I had put her through. Time and time again I underestimated her; first thinking she couldn't possibly love me as much as I loved her, then thinking she could just move on with her life without me, then being upset when I thought she had!

But she had finally given up on us. She thought after seeing my family on TV, that we were happy without her. How wrong she was! She thought I wasn't there because of my 'distractions', when really I just couldn't face being out in public! She had soldiered on through the pain while I had just hidden away; I was pathetic.

The worst part was that there was no happy ending in her story. Her last sentences echoed in my mind:

I hope that maybe one day I will be strong enough to deal with the pain, and I will be able to appreciate everything they gave me, for it was more than I could ever ask for, and much more than I deserve. Until then I will just try to hold on. Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget.

Those words would haunt me for the rest of my existence.

"What do we do?" I asked hopelessly to no one in particular.

"We have to go see her," Alice said determinedly.

"What if that just makes it worse?" I asked.

"I can't see her reaction exactly, but I'm fairly confident she won't react badly," Alice said, "Besides, it's obvious she doesn't hate us, she just misses us," she continued.

"That's more than I deserve," I muttered.

"For once Edward, could you not make this about yourself," Rosalie said angrily, "You've seen what we did to her. We left her broken and now we have to fix that. You can't keep wallowing in this self-pity when Bella's still somewhere out there, alone and hurting. This isn't about you or any of us, this is about us helping Bella," Rosalie said defiantly. We all sat there staring at her in shock.

"What?" she asked, looking around at all of our surprised faces.

"Since when do you care about Bella?" I asked incredulously.

"I know she wasn't exactly my favourite person in the world before, but seeing what we did to her… she trusted and loved us and we let her down, broke all the promises that we made her. It's not fair," she said defensively. I saw in her mind that she was relating it to her own experience. She had been so close to everything she wanted; a husband, a family, a wealthy life, but it was all taken away from her when her fiancé attacked her and left her to be changed by Carlisle.

While what Rosalie said hurt me, I could see the truth in her words. She was right, it wasn't about me; we needed to help Bella.

"You're right Rosalie, thankyou," I said sincerely. While Rosalie could be quite 'pig-headed' as I'd once described to Bella, she had a good heart and felt strongly about her values, and in instances like this it was very useful for her to help bring us back to what's important.

"Come on, let's go help Bella," I said determinedly as I headed for my car, the rest of my family following behind me.

Wow, that's long, well long for me at least. I edited a lot as I was writing, adding in lots of extra detail. That whole Rosalie thing randomly came to me just then. I like sensitive, caring Rosalie :) So what did you think?