BPOV: My Heart Sunk

The next 5 days were a blast with Esme and Carlisle. It was sad to see them go. But we said or goodbyes and went to the beach for the day. The boys were in the water while Alice and Rose were gone for a walk. I stayed on my beach towel reading, when I heard my cell phone go off. Mrs. Harris.

"Hello Mrs. Harris." I was smiling as I said this but my frown grew as I heard her speak.

"Isabella, do you want this opportunity or not. Because if you want it get on a plane in the next hour, if not say goodbye to your dreams." Was all she said, crap. I thought about it for a couple of seconds while I watched Edward come out of the water and come straight to me.

"Give me 20 minutes and I'll let you know if I'm on my way to the airport or not." She said bye and I hung up. Edward sat down on top of me, and he was wet and I squealed. But he covered his mouth with mine before it got to loud. When we broke apart he was smiling and I rolled my eyes.

"You didn't have to get me wet, to kiss me. I would have kissed you anyway." He laughed and I melted. It was still unbelievable that he loves me.

"I know. But it was worth it in the end. I was thinking that we should go out to eat tonight and go to the local book store. What do you think?" Dammit, this was getting harder and harder.

"I think I might be up for it. I love you, you know that right?" He looked at me weird and then kissed my cheek.

"I know, and you know how much I can't live without you." We stayed like that for a couple more minutes when Emmett started to call Edward back out to the water, he kissed me once more and turned to go.

"Edward wait." I got up and ran to him, hugging him and kissing him a couple more times, and let go. His eyes were bright and full of love and lust.

"What was that for?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I'm going to go lay down for a little bit. Go have fun, I'll see you when you get back. I love you." He nodded and squeezed me tighter.

"I'll love you always." I pulled away and grabbed my book and beach towel and started to walk away. When I end of the sand and almost right at or house I looked back, I don't know what I was expecting. But when I did Edward was still their looking at me as I walked away. I started to cry and for once I was glad that I was away from Edward, so he wouldn't be able to see me cry. I walked faster into the house. First I called the airport and a cab.

Then I packed my bag with all of the clothes that were good for New York. I would have to pick somethings up. I took a quick shower and threw my hair up. I changed into shorts and a shirt and did the hardest thing yet. I wrote a note to Edward. A note. I'm so pathetic, it's disgusting.

Edward,

I love you so much. Never doubt that. Never. I guess your home from the beach now so your just noticing that I'm not there anymore. A couple of days ago, I got a call from a college professor of mine. She wants me to go out to New York, for an interview at The New Yorker. The New Yorker, Edward. It's one of the best newspapers out there. My professor thinks that if I come out and show them my work I might get the job. It starts October if I get it and I'll be finishing school out here for my senior year at NYU, my professor pulled some strings and if I get the job, I can go. I'm sorry, I'm such a coward. I could never face you, I would never be able to see your face. I've already cried so much it's hard to breath. I need to do this, it's my dream and the more I think about it. You have your dreams to and I won't hold you back Edward. Pick a Med school that you want. Not one that you think would be close to me. I have to my plane is in about an hour. But hopefully by the time you get this I'll be gone so you don't come after me. Let me go. I'll always love you with my whole heart.

Love,

Bella

When I finished the letter I put it on kitchen table. So when he walked in, it would be the first thing to see and not me missing. I was crying more than before when the cab pulled up in front of the house. I put my bags in the trunk and got in the back. I told the driver the airport and he asked no questions just drove. Drove away from my love and my friends. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to see it. It was over before I knew it, I think the driver knew so he drove faster. If I could talk I would have told him thank you but I couldn't even think straight. My breath was even and my eyes weren't as puffy when I got to the airport. Luckily when I paid the driver and got into the airport my plane just got called. I don't think I've ever been this happy to get on a plane.

The plane wasn't packed when I got on, which was a shocked but I closed my eyes and fell asleep. There was no one next to me, which felt weird. I wanted Edward in that spot and I wanted him to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. But it wasn't. The flight was long and...lonely. When I landed I called Mrs. Harris and she told me she would be on her way to come and get me. I told her I would wait.

It only took her about 20 minutes to get me. She came up in front of JFK airport in a sleek Mercedes. She got out of the back and came up to me. Hugged me, which freaked me out at first then I felt okay. I hugged her back.

"It's okay sweetheart, sometimes when we want things we have to give other things away. It's never easy." I nodded and go into the back with her after the driver put my bags in the back. The ride was quite but when we got to where you could see the city it was amazing. It was dark out so everything was lit up. I've never seen something so truly wonderful. We pulled up in front of a tall building about a half hour later.

"This is my loft. I live here mostly in the summer and sometimes for holidays. My husband I were thinking about renting it out. We don't need the money but its so empty. We want you to stay here for a week, do your interview and have some fun exploring. But if you get the job we want you to live here. Will pay for the loft. You just pay for your expenses." I looked at her shocked.

"Is that alright dear?" She asked me, when she caught me looking at her.

"It's way to generous. I could never." She waved her hand at me.

"No it's not. You talented in both music and writing. Your need to be somewhere close to both NYU and The New Yorker if you get the job for in October. We want you to take it. I have no problem with paying we already have enough money. We want to help you out and besides you won't be complaining when you see how much you'll be spending on expenses." I nodded and we made our way inside, the place was so nice. It was so decorated and it was only July. I wondered what it looks like in December for Christmas. The elevator took us up to the seventh floor. The elevator doors opened up into a hallway, the size of my bedroom at my apartment. Mrs. Harris opened the door with her key. When she opened it and turned the knob she handed it to me and smiled.

"It's yours for the decision you make and this week, so your not locked out. I have a maid but she only comes in once a week. She's really nice. Her names is Heidi. She'll come the day you leave to go back home." I nodded and we walked into the loft. It was huge and smelled like a field of flowers. The living room was nice with a flat screen t.v., and a comfortable looking couch. There were 3 bathrooms and 3 bedrooms. The kitchen was huge and I loved it. There was also a study where a nice flat screen computer was.

"Everything is yours. Have fun and whatever you decide it won't matter what one you don't because the other one is more important." I nodded and smiled at her, she smiled back.

"Okay, I'm going to get a bite of food with a friend. I would invite you but you look like you need a shower and a good nights sleep. Your interview was moved, it's in two days. Tomorrow relax and get some clothes. I'll see you tomorrow night before I leave." She said and walked for the door. I stopped her.

"Which one is my room?" I asked and she pointed the hallways opposite me.

"The blue bedroom I showed you. There's already some clothes I bought for you. Don't thank me I thought they would look nice on you. Your bathroom is connected. I'm going to be gone early in the morning. If you need anything...look around everything is where you think it is." And with that she was gone. Weird. I just shrugged and went to my room. It was twice as big as my room in my apartment. The walls were a light sky blue and the bed was a light yellow. My bags were already in the room, brought up by the guy downstairs. So I grabbed some clothes and brought them into the bathroom with me. It was a nice bathroom, with a huge shower. Which I needed. I was in there for an hour, and I changed into the clothes I brought in with me.

When I came out I ate some stuff that was in the fridge and whatever it was it didn't matter it was really good. When I was stuffed and had enough I cleaned up and went to get ready for bed. I picked up my clothes that I wore before and threw them into the laundry basket. When I did I heard a loud thunk. My phone, great. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on. I slowly sat down on the bed as I read what was on the screen. 25 new messages. My heart sunk.