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Chapter 5

APOV

Everything was terrible. Bella, my best friend, was missing. She's been gone for 3 days now. No one seems to know what happened to her. From what the police had told me, she was last seen here, at work, with Jasper. But I know he wouldn't have done anything. He's not even capable of hurting a fly. Well, he is, actually; he hates flies. But that's not the point. I just know it wasn't him. I have these…feelings.

I remember how this all happened, and I can't believe I didn't figure it out sooner. Maybe we would be closer to finding her if I called the police earlier. Maybe she would be back here by now, if only we'd had a head start. I thought back to when Bella was taken.

"Alice!" my boss, Tanya, called over. "Come here!" Ugh. I hated this bitch. So full of herself. She thinks she is God's gift to man, that slut. She will sleep with anything that moves, and of course they let her. Why not, she's easy.

"Yes, Ms. Denali?" The only reason I put up with her is for the sake of my job. One day I'll be in here position, one day soon. I know it. Besides, it's not like she has that great of a fashion sense. I don't even want to know how she got this job dressed like she is. She looks like a blind hooker. Okay, so my opinion might be slightly biased, but I've disliked everything about her since the day she hit on my baby, my Jasper. Her turned her down, obviously, he has better taste than her. More class. But that doesn't mean I forgave her for trying to stick her filthy claws into my man.

Jasper and I weren't a couple…yet. One day, I just know we're going to be married. We'll have a family with a boy and two girls, and Jasper will be an amazing dad. I love him. But he doesn't know that yet. He will soon. In fact, we will be a couple by the time New Years rolls around-about a month.

"I need you to go through these files for me. Pick out the designs you like best. Then put them into two piles on my desk. Label them potential and rejects so I know which is which. Then I'll go through them and make sure you didn't pick all the crap like last time."

"Of course, Ms. Denali." Bitch. I remember that. Let me tell you what really happened.

Tanya picked last seasons worst designs that were sent to us. Then she tried to blame me. Everyone knows it was her who picked them. I made sure of that. And if they didn't believe me from my words alone all they had to do was look at her to see what crap style she has. So, our fashion line for the winter season has dropped dramatically, and would have lost so much more, if it wasn't for me stepping in and adding my own designs. She doesn't know that I saved this department from losing millions, apparently, because she still thinks people believe her little lie about me choosing the designs and how she saved the company. Not even close. But like I said, anything for my job.

And it's not like she will be here much longer anyways. I just happen to know that she will be fired a week before the holidays, and that is how I will be able to officially meet Jasper.

After Tanya left-with me doing her job, again-and I finally went through the new designs, I got a phone call. It was from Sarah, an old family friend I haven't spoken to in years. "Hello?"

"Alice? It's me, Sarah. Please, you have to come. It's my mom. She's in the hospital. She was hit by a drunk driver, and I'm the only one here. Please, I just need someone, and you were the first person I thought of. I know it's been a long time, but our moms were so close and I thought she would appreciate having you here more than anyone else."

"Oh my gosh! That's horrible! Of course, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Thank you, Alice. It means a lot." She hung up after that, and I quickly went to my car, not even thinking of telling Bella that I had to cancel our plans for tonight. It will just have to wait. She's my best friend, she'll understand.

I got to the hospital and asked the receptionist where to go. After being pointed in the right direction, I ran down the hall and found Sarah. She looked devastated. I held her while she cried, and sat with her for a few hours. I wanted to distract her for a bit, so I took her to the cafeteria for some coffee and started talking with her. We caught up on all the missed times, and eventually she was smiling again.

"I can't believe we actually did that!" she laughed.

"Me either! What were we thinking?" I was laughing so much. I was so glad she was able to stop worrying, even for just a little while. She looked at her watch, then.

"Alice, it's so late! I'm sorry I kept you for so long!"

"Don't worry about it. I'm glad to be here. Well, not here, but you know, it was good seeing you again. I wish the circumstances were different though."

She started to tear up a bit at my words and the sudden reminder of where we were. "Yeah, me too. But it was good seeing you, too. Thank you so much for coming. It means a lot. I guess I should let you leave now though."

"You too. I missed you. I hope Aunt Jen gets better soon. Tell her I said hi and that I miss and love her, will you?"

"Yes, of course. See you soon, I hope."

"Definitely. See you around." And with that I left. Aunt Jen wasn't really my aunt, but she might as well have been. She was my godmother, so Sarah and I were practically sisters. We drifted apart after high school, and it was good seeing her again.

I drove home lost in the thoughts of my childhood. I didn't realize where I was going until I pulled up to Bella's. I wanted to stop by and apologize for not letting her know earlier that I wasn't going to be able to take her shopping. Bella hates shopping though, so I'm sure she was relieved. I love it. Shopping is my own form of therapy after a long week. Bella doesn't understand this. The poor girl has no idea about the glory of shopping. I swear sometimes I wonder how she can even call herself a girl when she is so against shopping and make up. What girl hate shopping? Anyways, she cares about her looks, but fashion…not her forte.

I used my key to get inside her house. The view when I walked in always made me smile. Seeing the city at night was a sight to behold. All her lights were off, which confused me. She always turned at least one light on in her living room or dining room when she got home, incase she had to get up in the middle of the night. Come to think of it, I didn't see her truck outside either. Maybe she went out or is visiting Charlie. She's been doing that a lot lately, and since I basically stood her up that's probably where she would go. Oh well. I'll see her at work tomorrow, so I can explain to her then. I know she'll understand. She was the kindest person I know.

I drove home in the peaceful quiet of the night, ready to go to sleep. It had been a long day and I couldn't wait to lay down in my big, soft bed.

The next day I still hadn't heard from Bella, and it was already lunch. I went to her office to look for her, but she wasn't there. It looked like she hadn't even come in today. Everything was in the same spot as it was from yesterday when I last saw her.

As I was walking out, I saw Jasper. "'Scuse me! Jasper! Have you seen Bella? I haven't heard from her in a while, and I was getting worried." Something was seriously wrong here.

He looked at me for a minute before speaking. "Actually, I was just looking for you to ask the same thing. She never showed up for work today. That isn't like her. She didn't call, either." No, that really wasn't like Bella. She had this perfect attendance thing going. She never missed a day unless it was because Charlie was sick, or she was too sick to move from bed, like when she had the flu. Or when she fell and had to go to the hospital. That happened frequently, but not usually when she works. It's like she has better balance on work days.

"You haven't heard a thing? She wasn't at her house last night either. But her truck was outside. How can she not be here?" I said, mostly thinking out loud. When I mentioned Bella's truck being here, Edward walked by. He seemed to falter for a second before continuing his walk to his office.

"No, I haven't seen her since yesterday evening. I had her stay late to help me work on a project. We got outta here later than I expected and she left a few minutes after me."

"But did she even leave? She pretty much disappeared after last night. Do you think something happened? Can we check the tapes or something? Maybe we can see when she arrived this morning and left last night."

"Good idea. Let me check with Carlisle. I'll have him pull out the tapes so we can review them. I'll tell you about it after lunch. Do you want to watch them with us?"

"Yes, absolutely. That way I can calm down. I'm sure it's nothing really. Her truck probably broke down and she went to her dad's or something. Her truck is so old I wouldn't be surprised if it finally gave out." I chuckled nervously. I didn't believe a single thing I said. I knew something was wrong. I was as sure of it as I was sure my last name was Brandon.

Two hours later we were still looking through the tapes. Some of the tapes had been tampered with, but we don't know by who.

"Look! Look at this! Do you see that? Right there in the corner of the screen!" I looked closely and thought I saw what he meant. There wasn't much, but it was enough. In the top right hand corner of the screen we can see Bella's face. And she looked terrified. She had a knife held to her throat and a hand over her mouth. All we could see were her and the two hands holding her. They were gloved too. Nothing else was seen. We saw Bella drop her purse and go to put her phone and keys somewhere, and that was it. She walked away while still being held, and there was nothing left to be seen. The other tapes were erased.

"That's it. I'm calling the police. Someone took Bella and I'm not going to just sit here. We have enough proof to know something bad happened so we don't have to wait the whole 24 hours. We can't afford to wait six more hours. Keep looking through the tapes. I'll be back."

I called the police and told them everything I knew. By the end of the night the car lot was taped off as an official crime scene, and the police had taken statements of everyone who was working yesterday. They still had to get the statements from the people who were working today, but most of them were taken care of since those working yesterday were most likely working today as well.

Now we could only sit and wait, and hope for the best.

Charlie was miserable. Bella is his only daughter and the only family he has left. Her disappearance has hurt him more than anyone. He was devastated. We all were. Jasper, Carlisle, and I all went over to Edward's to talk to him about Bella's disappearance. He's been acting strange since she's been gone. A little less moody, but at the same time he seemed slightly upset. I don't blame him. Everyone's upset. The fact that someone could do this to such a sweet girl, in his family's own company, well, that has to be difficult. Just knowing someone right under your nose has kidnapped or helped someone kidnap our Isabella was horrible. No one could get into the parking garage without a pass, so it was someone at the company. It had to be. Maybe a guard was bribed to let someone in. I know guards don't make the best money.

Edward seemed very distressed over the situation. Carlisle said it felt like his own daughter was taken. He and Bella were very close. Then there was Esme. She cared for everyone, and she was the second most upset, next to Charlie. All in all, everyone was miserable. Well. Almost everyone. It seemed like Tanya and her friends at the company couldn't give a shit. But they were all brain dead Barbie's. No one cared what they thought.

I knew we would find Bella eventually. I wouldn't stop looking even if everyone else did. She's my best friend and I won't let her down. I just hoped that for now she was still okay and unharmed, although I couldn't help but have this sinking feeling when I thought that. She wasn't okay. Not anymore.

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