Recap: As we pulled into the drive Charlie walked to my door opening it much in the same way as….. him. Chivalry died when the real Edward had died in 1917! I wish I had gotten the opportunity to meet the real Edward to see the man before the lost soul. I believed they had a soul but now I truly questioned that because who with a soul could leave their soulmate to such a terrible fate. He didn't believe he was truly alive. But this. What I was doing as I trudged to my bedroom laying on my bed staring blankly at the ceiling begging the hole in my chest not to consume me holey. Was this really living?

Chapter 6: Back to neverland

"Tracking the redhead and dreads, will hang out as soon as caught"

~J~

It had been 2 days since I had given my testimony at the police department. Two days my father was kept working overtime looking for the town pastors only daughter. His missing daughter that only me and a handful of people knew wasn't truly missing. She was gone she wasn't coming back again. None of them were. Standing up I paced back and forth at the end of my bed window to door door to window window, creaky floor, door, door, creaky floor, window, window, creaky floor that damned creaky floor. Running down the stairs with a task hot in my mind I found nails and a hammer from Charlie's tool box along with a box that said razor blades. Fresh blades. I could maybe use those later.

Running back up stairs I went to work on the stupid creaky floor before something caught my eye. A glint of light flashed off something under the board. Taking the end of the hammer I pried. Until the bored popped right up. Underneath what I saw made my eyes well with angry tears as I noticed the damned plane tickets, Edwards cd, photos of us from my dreaded birthday party. "God Damn you!" I yelled throwing the junk on my bed and taking the hammer and fixing the board over the now empty hole. When I was sure it was fixed not an item could be stored underneath ever again! I sat on the edge of my bed glaring at the pile of inconsequential items. "I fucking hate you!" I yelled! Throwing the hammer a crossed the room landing back end in the wall. Oops. Opening a letter in Edwards sickly perfect handwriting I began to read.

Bella

When you find this, it will be over I will be gone. I just needed you to know. It was all a lie….

I crumpled the letter in my hands no shit it was a lie! All of it all the I love you's or 'Your my life Bella's'

"FUCK YOU EDWARD I HATE YOU!" he ruined absolutely everything! Not just my life but the lives around me! People were dying because of him. Because of them all leaving us unprotected! Grabbing the cd I placed it in my cd player and as my lullaby began the hole burst open flaming red the hurt the angst the anger! Picking up the box of blades I opened it spilling out 6 brand new shiny blades upon my bed. Sighing in happiness I ignored the hole because I knew in mere moments the pain would stop.

Picking one of the razorblades up I began to make the indent on my wrist, right as the phone began to ring downstairs. "Fuck!" I hissed Running down the stairs tripping and landing on my knees I picked myself up and got to the phone picking it up out of breath. "Hello" I answered. The line was silent. Damn it! "Hello, either answer or quit calling." I snapped. "Bella" was said in the lowest saddest but recognizable voice. I thought I almost didn't hear it. But I knew that voice. "ALICE!" the line went dead. Dropping the phone I screamed at the top of my lungs as I sank to my knees. Why?! And then I realized it. she saw me cutting in a vision. She wanted to call and stop that but she didn't when Angela was killed, she didn't when Laurent came back or when Victoria decided to hunt me. Why now did they care? They left!

"What's going on?" a voice sounded entering the kitchen, causing me to jump. "dad I thought you were at work" I said placing a hand over my heart. Trying to control the beating of my heart and get oxygen into my lungs. "Who called?" he asked trying to switch subject. But that was the wrong direction as I went back to the second long call. The way she said my name in relief and pain. Tears welled in my eyes. "Bella who was it?" he asked looking worriedly at me. "Them" I just answered sinking back down sobbing. My fathers face turned red. Rage and then sympathy for me then anger again. "How dare they push themselves back after just up and leaving like that!" My father pulled out his cellphone and called the police department ordering a track on the last number that called in.

I had went up stairs that night crying. Unfortunately Charlie knew something because he was in checking on me at different intervals all through the night I was sure he didn't get any sleep as he was to worried. Finally around 2am I took a couple sleeping pills and fell into a deep nightmare filled sleep full of Angela's bloody body her parents pointing fingers at me saying it was all my fault their daughter was dead. Then Laurent then Jacob and Victoria and the Cullen's all pointing to me. I was the one connecting the two world the one who knew to much. The lose end.

Waking up I felt the depression just well inside of me like a never ending void. Pushing play on the cd I just turned over in my bed letting tears soak my pillow as they streamed down my face. Why was I me? I hated myself. I just wanted to die.

Alice's pov:

It had been months and I knew I had promised Edward I wouldn't look but I had to make sure my best friend and sister was ok. I focused on Bella, she seemed to be doing ok she was laughing and smiling in 'Our' kitchen with that Angela girl. While it was strange she was in our house it seemed fine she had made a friend and Angela was a sweet girl but then the vision went black. Frustrated I tried for days and began getting what could only be explained as a migraine as I stared into the black void. I couldn't understand everything was going fine. Maybe I should call Edward. I tried explaining everything to the family but based on what I saw they all believed I should keep my promise to Edward that Bella was doing fine without us.

I had obliged until today when a vision hit me without expecting it. Bella ran up stairs with a box full of razor blades lifting a sleeve which showed an already scarred and healing wounds from self harm. She took the blade as piano music played in the background I recognized as Edwards and she smiled as she sliced once. Blood began dripping. Twice it streamed down her arm. 3 times "Shit!" she had cursed as she realized she had just sliced through her main vain in her wrist. She didn't try to stop it she just layed the blade down picking up a photo of edward and her from her birthday and stared at it until her blood pooled around her and soaked her hand and the photo her eyes slowly slipping shut as her hand fell and my vision went blank she was dieing.

"NOOOO!" I screamed. Bella was not ok not at all something was wrong! Jasper looked at me panicked wanting to help in any way. "Phone!" I demanded. He gladly obliged as I dialed The swan ressidence praying to whatever God that would listen that it wasn't to late.

"Hello" Bella's voice sounded after the 3rd ring. I was shocked into silence I didn't know what to say it wasn't to late she hadnt done it yet. She sounded so tired but irritated. I had interupted her. Thank you God! "Look either answer or don't call back!" she snapped. "Bella…" I began I didn't know what to say. Edward rushed in at that moment snatching the phone and ending the call. "Alice you promised!" he said sounding betrayed. He wasn't the same he was depressed. Clearly he had just arrived back to see the family after months of nomadic life. He looked a mess. I had to explain everything.

As I began telling him everything his face fell. "I need to go back" He cried running his hand through his hair. And with that the family began packing.

So back to neverland they go, well Forks but same diff. anyhow what yall think? Sorry for the shorter chapter but didn't get to much response on my last one so hoping to get at least one or two here. And I will begin on chapter 7 as soon as I do. LMK if I should continue. Thanks loves.