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Chap. 3 – "I love you, too, my sweet. I'll see you soon." He blows me a kiss and departs.

Edward's POV

I race home and see Felix, Demetri, and a couple Vulturi guards gliding past the river.

"Hello, gentlemen. To what do we owe this honor?" Best to be polite to them even if all I want to do is bolt past these monsters and get back to Bella. My mind reels when I think of all the trouble she could get in being home alone.

"Well, Edward," Felix spits my name out like it's poison. "We heard some news from a couple of old friends." This is what he's saying out loud. In his head, however, he is screaming, We've got you now you unorthodox little…must stay civil. Agh! Well, now we get have the greatest revenge of all time. Poor little Bella, gone.

"What do you mean?" I respond to his thoughts. "Bella's not gone. She's in Maine with Carlisle and the rest of them." Let's see how my little lie is received.

Yeah, right.

The girl is probably nothing but a corpse by now.

"Silly, naïve, little Edward. Bella is at home. Well, her body is. Her blood isn't though. Not anymore!" Felix looks gleeful from being the one to break the news to me. His face drops when I don't react. I'm not very focused right now. I can't control everyone's thoughts, so they all come crashing at me. I can't make sense of anything.

"No she's not." My brain refuses to believe what Felix is trying to get it to. "She is at home, I'll admit that, but she isn't dead. How can she be? You're all right…" I look around frantically. I finish, "here." I suck in a deep breath and close my eyes to find her "voice". "Where's Jane?"

Felix's face lights up again at my words. "Where is she? You said Bella's at home? Oh, it looks like she's going to have some company!"

I tense up, Felix does as well. He thinks I'm going to fight him. Instead of charging right at Felix, I swerve around him and through the forest toward Bella's house.

It's not true, it's not true, he's lying, it's not true. I just have to keep telling myself that so I don't go crazy before I even arrive on her street. He's just trying to scare me. She's home, safe. Safe as always.

But as I rush to her house, I can't hear anything inside except Jane breaking one of Bella's mom's old vases next to Bella, who she placed by the stairs, and spilling some water over her unbreathing figure. I can't hear Bella's heartbeat.

Instead of speeding up like I should be doing, I slow down. The rest of the Vulturi pass me and take their places around Jane.

I walk in slowly, listening for even the faintest sound from Bella's unmoving form. I see her sprawled out, drained of all color. I race to her side and place my ear to her chest. Her body is cold. Too cold. She's been dead a while.

I stare at her face, my eyes wide. I can feel the bewilderment pour out of me. The room starts to move, bringing everything Bella out sharp and clear. Pictures of her growing up placed above the stairs; she never got Charlie to take them down. The stair we shared our second kiss on. The couch we watched Romeo and Juliet on that fateful birthday of hers. Everything pops out at me like bricks, each one knocking me further and further out of my usual state of rationality.

At a movement across the room, I try to focus on a certain person's face. Jane's. She smirking at me. Then she starts to look uneasy.

"Edward." My name still brings out a fresh batch of sarcasm; I notice even in my current condition. "Edward. It was for the best. You were supposed to change her. It was dangerous for everyone to keep her alive." After a pause, she continues. "Oh, get up, you rag. She's gone. Dead." She motions to Felix and Demetri. "Grab him. Aro said he wants Edward to come back with us." She makes a sour face, turns, and walks out the door.

Shouldn't something be happening? Shouldn't I be snapping out of it and facing them off for revenge? Shouldn't I be weeping over my dead love? Romeo did, so shouldn't I? That's right, I can't cry. What can I do? There has to be something. I should burst out of Felix and Demetri's grasp and race toward my Bella. But my will is too weak to even slightly resist the arms wrapping around me and carrying me to their car.

And yes, I'm sorry. Bella really is dead; she's not turning into a vampire. I'm sorry! But read my other story, Twilight Alive. Bella doesn't die in that one!

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