Okay here is chapter 5..

Bella POV... Wednesday

Today's the day. Today I am going to break away from Victoria. The only way to do that is to kill her. She has become way to Alice-y and clingy. I can't let Victoria replace Alice. No one can even think about coming close to Alice. There is just too much Alice in Alice. There is no way to explain Alice except hyper and pixie like. Victoria is like an evil version of Alice.

I slowly and silently walk out to the living room where Victoria is attempting to play the piano. One thing about Victoria anything she attempts to be good at ends up being horrible, especially instraments. She is humming the melody she is trying to play but her playing is way off. I snuck up behind her. When I was close enough I wrapped her in a headlock.

"Bell what are you doing?" She gasped. She tried to get away from me but failed.

"Vicky have you gone soft? I snuck up on you then capture you. It's unheard of for you." I said.

"Bella what are you doing?" She gasped as I tightened my grip around her.

"Vicky, I'm tired of pretending to like you. I'm sorry but you have to go." I said.

"NOOOOO-!" She yelled. I cut her off by ripping her head off. Her body and her head fell to the floor.

I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the matches. I walked back to her body and lit a match. I tossed it onto her body and it caught on fire instantly. I tossed another one across the room. I ran up the stairs and grabbed my backpack, leather jacket, helmet and boots. I lit another matched and tossed it onto the stairs. I lit the rest of the matches and threw them down the hall.

I jumped out my bedroom window and ran to the edge of the yard, next to my motorcycle. I watched as the house burned. I put my jacket on and zipped it up. I slid my backpack onto my back and buckled it around my stomach. I stepped into my boots and then finally pushed the unnecessary helmet onto my head.

I climbed onto my candy plasma blue 2008 Kawasaki Ninja 250R and started her up. I bolted out of the driveway. When I got to the end of the driveway the house blew up. The fire had reached the gas line. I pushed my bike as fast as she would go.

A/N: Bella's Motorcycle on my profile...

Once I was on the freeway I slowed down a little. I could hear sirens blaring long behind me. Most likely to my house. I know they won't find anything there. The blow up would destroy any evidence and certainly Victoria's body.

Now, on to Washington to find Edward and the Cullen's. I may take a few detours on the way. To sight see along the way.

Edward POV...

Today is the day Bella will kill Victoria. I am still walking to Seattle, human pace. 3 more days and my love and I will be together again. I can't wait unitl we are together again. Does Bella really have blond hair and purple streaks? Does she realy ride a motorcycle? Is she the same Bella from 3 years ago?

Bella POV...

I mentaly wave to the Statue of Liberty as I drive on the out of New York toward Pennsylvania.

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The liberty bell is quiet amazing and very historic. I took pictures of it from different angels so that I could add them to my scrapbook. Yes, the past 3 years I have been making a scrapbook and a journal. I have written in my journal every month since I left Forks with Victoria. I mostly wrote in it for Edward if he ever found Victoria and I and I got hurt. So he could know that I loved and missed him everyday.

I did the scrapbook for him too. In case he ever wanted to see what Victoria and I did and I couldn't remember. I wrote down and pictured every monumental moment with Victoria. Like the day she first tried animal blood and the day her eyes were officially golden butterscotch. I even had pictures of our trips. Like when we went to Egypt. Then there was when we went skydiving. Our first trip to the Statue of Liberty. Victoria even took pictures of me during my transformation.

I sighed taking one last look at the bell. I walked out of the building. I walked to the parking garage where my baby was. When I got there I climbed on. I slipped on my helmet and started her up. I drove out of the parking garage and down the street.

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Sears Tower is amazingly tall. I am standing across the street and I can't get it in one picture. So I take it in 4 pictures. I have to make this stop quick because the sun is out here in Chicago. I have on jeans, my mid-calf boots, my black leather jacket, my full-face helmet, and gloves. Taking no chances here in the windy city that is Chicago. Once I have the pictures I climb back onto my bike.

I start her up and take off into the traffic and onto Forks. I'm going to start my search in Forks. If I don't get anything then I don't know what I'm going to do or where I'm going to look.

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Welcome to Forks. The sad looking sign reads. I started getting rained on just outside of Seattle. I make my way to the Cullen's house not sure what to expect. As I drove through the town the humans stared. And just my luck, I needed gas. I pulled into the gas station when I spotted a police car pull in behind me. And it's Charlie. I wasn't planning on taking my helmet off but now I'm really not taking it off.

I turned off my bike and climbed off. Just then I noticed I was soaked. I quickly filled up my tank and got back on my bike. I started her up and drove toward the Cullen home. I took the turns slowly. Finally I found the all to familular twin trees that opened the Cullen driveway. Only it didn't look like the driveway. The grass was waist high and climbing up the trees were leafy vines.

No one has been here in quite some time. I sighed.

I stopped in front of the grass and climbed off my bike. I pushed it through the waist high grass and finally came to the yard. The grass in the yard was also waist high. I kicked out the kickstand on my bike, pulled off my helmet and trucked my way up to the porch. I uselessly knocked on the door. I could hear my knock echo through the house. I tried the door knob but it was locked. I sighed and sank to the ground.

What do I do now? I thought to myself. I stood up and walked around the house to the back door. I tried this door but it was locked too. I ran a hand through my now soaked hair and sighed again.

Do the Cullen's even want anything to do with me anymore? I did run off with Victoria. Was that a smart idea? It seemed like it at the time but now I'm not so sure. But you did it for their safety. A little voice said. I sighed again and walked back around to my bike. I rolled it back out to the road and slid my helmet onto my soaked head. I started her up and made my way out of Forks.

I don't know where I'm going to go but I can't stay in Forks.

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