Running Away-Edward
It was raining when I slipped out of the window and down the tree outside Bella's window. I was soaked by the time I got to my car. I didn't care. I had to decide whether to go home or whether I wanted to drive to Mexico. I didn't want to be in Forks right now. I didn't want to be in Forks ever again. It had too many memories. Everything Bella and I had built together was crumbling down before my eyes. Bella had taken everything I'd ever wanted from me. She had been just that. When she decided to take herself away, she had taken more than she knew from me. I thought I finally had someone to fill the emptiness in this infinite existence. I suppose that I was wrong; she was never going to fill that emptiness. I knew she was only human. Why did I expect her to be so much more? Suddenly, I knew what I had to. This felt right.
I drove myself to the end of the dirt road and to the woods leading to "our meadow". Before I left, Bella had slipped the ring I had given her from her finger, and held it out to me. I took it. I knew I had to. It was still pouring down rain as I left my Volvo and ran to the meadow. The rain and wind hitting my face felt good, refreshing almost. When I reached the meadow, I realized now that it was still such a place of beauty, but how the atmosphere of the place was changed. It felt barren now, empty as though something inside had been ripped out and there was no intention of replacing it. I reached into my pocket and felt the cold, golden band and the fragile webbing of the ring. I pulled it out. I was tempted for a moment just to throw it into the woods and never look back on it. I pulled my hand back and prepared to throw it with all my strength when I stopped myself. I couldn't throw it. It was Bella's. I looked down at it and the night I gave it to her came flooding back. I wanted to keep that memory. I wanted that memory back. The realization of what happened tonight settled over me as I stood in the pouring rain. The wind was picking up, screaming and howling around me. The wind it seemed sounded like my thoughts.
"Sorry for wasting your time, try again later. Out of nickels, No more chips. Game over. You win, Isabella Swan, you win!" I screamed into the wind, knowing no one would hear me at this hour.
I ran out of the woods. I needed to know what I was going to do next. I couldn't decide. I sat in the driver's seat of my car and put my head on the steering wheel. No sooner had I laid my head down, than a tapping made itself known. I turned and saw the pixie-like face of one of the seven individuals I did not want to speak with at the moment.
"Edward, you can't just run away from this. Come home and talk to us. We can help you." Alice's voice sounded muffled through the glass. I opened the car door and got out.
"Alice, what did you see tonight?" I hesitated, anxious of the answer. Bella being in love with Jasper was not only going to hurt me; it would hurt Alice as well.
Alice twiddled with a button on her jacket for a minute before she spoke. "Edward, I only saw you yelling into the wind about Bella. I knew you were hurt and I knew she'd left you. Now that I'm here, I know there's some deeper reason she left you." I breathed a sigh of relief that she didn't know about Bella's feelings for Jasper. I knew Alice was going to ask me what happened tonight. I shuddered at the thought.
"Edward, I want to know why she left you." Her voice was soft, but heavy. She sounded suspicious, and I didn't want to confirm her paranoia. I didn't want to tell her. I knew I was going to have to tell her. Especially if she sees Bella and Jasper together in a vision. I took a deep breath.
"Alice...this is going to going to hurt us both. She left me tonight because she-she's in love with...with Jasper." My eyes froze skyward. I couldn't watch Alice's reaction this. I heard a sob and choked back one of my own. I stared skyward for another moment until brilliance struck.
"Get in. We're going to get some fresh air." She got into the passenger's side rather reluctantly. I knew she wanted to escape too, but it was painfully obvious that she wanted to be left alone in her misery. Suddenly, I was glad for the thunder.