AN: 'Lonely For Her – Jack's Mannequin.' Well, you know. If not, 'Rough Hands – Alexisonfire,' that was actually my first choice.

Another chapter! I'm on a roll, I swear.

Disclaimer!: I don't own Twilight!

EPOV

"Edward, stop pacing please," Alice snapped in irritation.

I sent a glare her way, continuing my pacing of the common room.

"I should be there for her," I whispered. I wanted to be there sitting beside Bella as she received the happy news of her release from the Center. Well, happy news to an extent. Alice rolled her eyes and huffed,

"We know you think that. You've been saying it for the past," she paused to check the clock on the wall, "forty-five minutes."

"God, she's going to think I don't care again," I said as Jasper tried to put a calming hand on my shoulder. I swatted it away.

"Well then go see her. Gosh, I don't see what the problem is here," Alice spoke, "And stop pulling at your hair like that. You're going to rip it all out until you go bald and then I'll be forced to shun you."

I stopped to process what she said, ignoring her jab at my hair. "Go?" I inquired, I felt like an idiot. Maybe I was.

She sighed and then shouted, "Yes! Let's go!"

With a forceful push out the door from Alice, we hurried to Dr. Reid's office. My stomach felt like it had been invaded by vicious, killer butterflies as I anticipated seeing Bella again for what could very well be the last time. When we arrived there, though, she was nowhere to be found.

"Damn it!" I said, hitting the nearest wall, "She's already gone."

I looked to Alice, hoping that she could somehow fix things. All I found was a pixie with incredibly sad, teary eyes.

"No she isn't!" Alice said brightly all of the sudden, pointing across the room near the exit. Sure enough, I could see the mahogany head of Bella shuffling to leave the Center with who I guessed was her mother.

"Bella!" I yelled. She immediately turned around after I called her name. I ran over to her as quickly as humanly possible.

"Edward," she said weakly, her eyes beginning to water.

I captured her head with my hands as I gazed at her for what surely was the last time. I couldn't take it any longer and I kissed her.

"Edward—"

"I don't care," I cut off what would have been a warning. I didn't care. I didn't care that her mother and god knows who else was blatantly staring at us. I didn't care that with these actions I might have to leave the place. I was throwing caution to the wind I guess you could say, as I pressed my lips to hers with all the strength I could muster.

All too soon Bella pulled away only to bring her beautiful lips close to my ear, "I love you too."

I love you too. I wasn't imagining things; she said it. I couldn't move as I silently rejoiced at these words. My heart was bursting at these new feelings. I thought I had been completely blissful before but knowing now that Bella returned these three important words blew those old, boring feelings out the window.

As soon as I was able to function properly again I had the sudden notion to grab Bella in my arms and make her stay. I needed her to say, I didn't care that I was being selfish. But as Bella said her farewells to Alice and Jasper she refused to make eye contact with me. Had I done something wrong? Did she not want to see me before she left? I was officially confused. When she left the building she didn't look back once. Out the door went my angel, the only person that would be able to keep me sane in this place.

"Well hey, looks like you didn't get caught this time, Edward," Jasper said in hopes of lightening our moods. For the first time he failed. Not even Jasper would be able to lift my spirits today.

Another month passed by and I was more depressed then ever. It was also showing in my progress with rehab. I found I no longer had motivation or momentum to keep trying. I found I was frequently thinking: Even if I do get out of here, what are the chances that I'd get to see Bella again? We had failed to tell each other where we specifically lived, only that we both were living in the state of Arizona.

Alice and Jasper determinedly tried to cheer me up every day but it was a failed attempt each time; I was an empty shell. I had come full circle from when I first started rehab those months ago only it was worse now.

It just wasn't the same without Bella. The three of us needed her there to keep us together and now she wasn't. Alice was taking it just as bad as I was. She was no longer her normal, perky self. It was just not right. At least she tried to hide how much the loss of Bella affected her unlike me. I didn't care who saw me like this. I was a lost cause. Jasper felt completely helpless because not even he could fix our moods.

My need for heroin was coming back in full force. Each day it was harder to keep my emotions in tact. I couldn't have the doctor thinking that I needed to stay here any longer than I had to.

"Now Edward, I don't think you have been making any progress lately. However, today is your day to go visit your parents and I will allow it. Try and work harder, though, please," Dr. Reid said to me in his office.

I nodded numbly, not really taking in anything that he was saying except for the fact that I'd get to go home today even if it was for only a couple of hours.

"Hello Edward," Esme smiled warmly at me when I reached the doors to the Center. She seemed to be more in control of herself this time.

"Hi mom," I hugged her fully this time as well. It was just great to see familiar faces who loved me. Now if only I could see Bella…

This time at my house I wasn't so civil. I barely talked to my parents at dinner, only throwing in the 'mhm' or 'yes' when called for. I had to try calling Tyler again. I needed heroin. I didn't even care about the consequences that this would result in I just needed it. At this point, heroin would be the only thing that could comfort me. I had no Bella so a hit of heroin would be the second best thing. At least that was my theory.

Pick up, pick up, pick up.

He picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Tyler, it's Edward," I said in a cool tone.

"H-hey, Edward."

"Yeah so listen; I'm out of rehab now and was hoping you'd have a hit for me?" I stressed the word 'out' thinking that might have been the reason Tyler wouldn't give me it last time.

"Oh. Really? That didn't last too long. They let you out but you're still using?"

"Yeah well, I can't stop. So do you have some or not?" I asked in a rush, my head felt like it was fit to burst.

"Yeah, sure man. Come by and I'll give you it," Tyler said.

"Thanks!" I said quickly. For the first time in a month I was smiling. A small smile, mind you, but clearly a smile.

My parents were located in the living room where I had been before I came up to my room. I snuck out the back door, practically sprinting to the garage where my Volvo was. I shoved the keys into the ignition and my smile widened as I heard the familiar purr of the engine. Luckily it was so quiet that it wouldn't alert my parents of my absence.

It felt so good to be driving again but I couldn't dwell on it for too long because I had little time to get to Tyler's. When I got there I went around the side of the house to the basement door and knocked. He answered within the minute.

"Hey man," Tyler greeted. He seemed to be less nervous now.

"Hey," I said shortly.

He wasted no time with small talk and for that I was grateful.

(AN: Dude, I have no idea what I'm talking about here so just…carry on.)

Tyler gave me the small packet of white powder but I protested,

"No," I shook my head, "I need more."

"What? But this is the normal amount. This is all you'll need, trust me."

"Tyler please, I haven't had some in so long. Just give it to me please," I could see the hesitance in his eyes and so I continued, "Look, I'll pay you double."

I held up a wad of cash as proof. Tyler's eyes widened and I could see him caving.

"Okay," he sighed as he took out another packet of the heroin. He took the money and gave me the drug.

"Thanks," I said as I grabbed it and booked it back to my car. I sped away until I was on a secluded road where I pulled off to the side of the road.

I snorted more than I usually would but the amount I'd normally take didn't suffice. I immediately felt the effects and my troubles disappeared after too many weeks of suffering. When I was content enough with where my mood was I started my car up again and headed home.

Once again I snuck through the back door and raced up to my room. However, it wasn't too long until I started to feel some unwanted effects. My sight became dizzy and I suddenly felt like I was going to bring up my dinner. I didn't have time to get to my bed when my body felt impossibly heavy and I fell to the floor.

I lied there for a minute not being able to move as I convulsed. I knew this feeling. I had experienced it once before. My parents must have heard me fall because in no time they were in my room.

Esme rushed to my side taking my head in her shaking hands.

"Edward!" she cried, "Edward, stay with me." I could feel her brush my hair away from my perspiring forehead but I didn't have the energy to open my eyes. I knew it wouldn't be long until I slipped into unconsciousness.

I could hear the last few words of Carlisle's conversation on the phone. He was obviously calling the hospital. I could make out that he wanted to be my doctor for this but it was against the rules; he was family...

And then I was gone.

AN: … do you hate me? … be honest. Teh. Fyi…Edward's not dead. I thought I'd say that before I got any angry death threats from people.

Ah! It's so short! I'm embarrassed; don't look at me, heh. Sorry if it's super rushed and if there are mistakes. I really wanted to post this before I left. I hope that somehow tides you over for…a week and a half…sorry! I'll be home on Sunday night but I doubt I'll have time to write in between catching up with school…maybe I can write on the twelve-hour bus ride? :D Review please! We're at almost 300!!