Bella POV

"I'm not telling you where he is, Bella," Emmett said, sounding stern, as if there was no way he was going to change his mind.

"So, you know where he is, then?" I remarked. It was clear I had stumped him there.

"Bella, if I tell you where he is, I know you're going to go and find him, and trust me, if you tried to go and find him, you'd die very shortly after starting that mission," Emmett promised.

"Emmett, h-he's not doing anything stupid, is he?" I questioned, a little bit scared as to what he might say. I could already tell Edward was overreacting. "Emmett, please, can you go and find him and tell him everything is fine," I said at nearly a whisper.

"Bella," Emmett said, grabbing my shoulders gently, "He's not going to listen, I'm telling you, I've known the guy for decades, he'll come back when he's ready," he promised.

However his guarantee wasn't very reassuring or satisfying.

"So... what do I do? He's left me before, and we all know how well that worked out, maybe if I jump over a cliff again I can get Edward to come back," I said with a small sigh, sitting on the edge of the counter of the kitchen, which we were located.

Just then my face lit up with that idea. Maybe if I did jump over a cliff, Edward would be able to find out via Alice's ability to tell the future, I just had to think thoughts of suicide...

"Don't even think about it, Bella," Emmett said, seriously.

"Am I that predictable?" I muttered under my breath.

Without another word, I got up off of the kitchen counter and went into the living room, and took a seat on the couch. The house seemed so empty without Edward in it. I didn't know how to occupy myself without Edward. I had school in the morning, it was my first day back after my car accident. It wasn't as if that was going lead to enough hassle, now I'd have to do it without my body guard, my protector, without Edward.

Maybe I'll just stay home tomorrow. I could easily convince Charlie that I wasn't feeling well, and should stay home for the next few days, but that would only put off the inevitable, going to school without Edward.

I had to get out of this house. It only represented reminders of Edward.

I wasn't sure how to compose myself. There was no one in the living room. They were all probably able to tell that I was ready to get out of here, so no one probably objected because of that reason.

I grabbed my coat, and opened the front door, and within a half of a second, Carlisle was outside in front of me.

"Oh my-" I said, holding my hand to my chest, he had certainly nearly given me a heart attack by the sudden abruptness of his appearance.

To that, he let out a quick chuckle, "I'm sorry about that, Bella, why don't I give you a ride home," he said in his calm and casual tone. Carlisle had that tendency to make it so you were never worried around him. By hearing is comforting tone, you just knew everything was going to be okay.

"Y-yeah, I guess that'd be okay," I said, knowing otherwise I'd be walking.

Carlisle walked at my pace until we both reached his fancy black Lexus, which looked like an appropriate car for Carlisle Cullen.

I got into the passenger side of the luxurious car, and tried my hardest to hold in a sudden emotional burst. I knew talking to Carlisle would only induce such actions, so I refrained.

We drove in silence for a few minutes until Carlisle broke it as we approached a red light. His driving was no where near as manic as Edward's, even though he did drive at about the same speed, sometimes even faster. I felt safe with him, though, I knew I was safe.

"I want you to get your incision checked out at the hospital tomorrow. I managed to seal it back up again with what I had at home, but it'd be best if we did it with the materials at the hospital. You should be fine for the night," he assured me.

I simply nodded. I think I had managed to hide in the tears successfully. My eyes were more or less all cried out. I looked over at Carlisle and began, "So... where is Edward," I asked slowly, knowing if I had a chance of finding out from any of the Cullens, Carlisle would probably be my best choice.

"Bella, we both know that if I tell you, you'd try to go and find him. And trust me, where he is you'll never manage to successfully get there," he promised.

I let out a sigh, "Well, what am I supposed to do. Is there any way you can get him back to Forks? Let him know I'm fine, and I'm not mad, and that he's not dangerous for me?!" I said, not realizing how loud I had actually managed to get.

"Bella, listen to me, you know he won't be able to stay away from you for that long," he said.

I let out another sigh. I wasn't getting anywhere with him, so I decided to try something else.

"If you talk to him, let him know how much I miss him," I said, as Carlisle pulled up to my road, and soon enough pulled in front of my own home.

"Remember, come back to the hospital to check your incision tomorrow," Carlisle reminded me kindly. I could never stay mad at him, even if he was hiding Edward from me.

Just then, an idea sparked. Suddenly, I knew how I was going to get Edward back here. It wouldn't be too complicated, it only involved Alice seeing the future of what wasn't really going to happen, and false danger I think I knew how to get a hold of.