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DAY 2
BELLA POV
I woke up at about 8 in the morning with an anxious feeling in the pit of my stomach. We had called Carlisle and Esme last night, and they had said that he definitely wasn't there. No one knew where Edward was, no one was in contact with him. It freaked me out intensely, since I had known where he was and what he was doing every day for as long as I could remember. It was very strange not being in contact. Even when one of us had gone on vacation or something, we had still called each other every night. I rolled over restlessly in the lumpy motel bed, accidentally elbowing Alice and making her cry out in pain. She mumbled a curse, and then opened her eyes.
"Sorry." I whispered.
"It's fine." She said in a strained voice, rubbing her rib. I sat up and curled my knees up to my chest. Before long, as Alice fell back asleep, I found myself thinking about that kiss. The biggest emotion floating around in my chest as I thought was confusion. Why had he done it? Why hadn't I stopped him? Why didn't I know how I felt about it? We had always been so comfortable around each other, that his hands on my waist felt natural. I didn't hesitate as someone usually would when they placed their arms around someone else's shoulders. With us it just flowed, and so of course that kiss had been like that also. That was what worried me the most, how in that moment no one had questioned anything, there were no awkward movements, it just seemed right. But he was my best friend. He was the one who was supposed to be like my brother, I had grown up with him, shared everything with him.
I stood up and pulled one of the thin motel robes around me, walking uselessly around the room. There was this nagging worry at the bottom of my stomach, where could he be? Just then, I spotted a peek of sunshine through the window, so I walked over to the door and threw it open, stepping outside and closing it behind me. I sighed, enjoying the partial warmth on my face, before a dark shape in the corner of my eye caused me to look down. It was my suitcase from the trip. My first thought was relieved, I had been wearing the same clothes for a while now. And then it hit me, Edward must have brought this. Edward had been here. The time on the little paper slip hanging from the doorknob said that it had been yesterday at about 5pm yesterday. Why hadn't he knocked? Why hadn't he told me where he was going? Didn't he know that nothing could make me mad enough to not want to talk to him, not want to see him. We could work anything out. He should know that by now. He should know what this tearing away was doing to me.

EDWARD POV
I woke up at noon, feeling rested. I had asked the taxi driver last night to drop me off at another sleazy hotel as we reached New Jersey. I had enough money to stay for another couple of nights. As I dropped my suitcase on the floor and flipped through the channels on the small TV, a thought popped into my head. Why was I running away? I couldn't exactly answer my own question. It felt like I needed too, like some force was telling me to move away from where Bella was, telling me to give her space. I felt like she wouldn't want to see me. I felt as though in kissing her, I had broken something between us, like something could never be the same. At the same time, there was that inexplicable gravitational pull I had always felt for Bella pulsing inside of me. The same pull that had kept us in perfect synchronization for our whole lives. It was like an invisible string tied to each of our belly buttons. And let me tell you, that string hated to be stretched.
I ordered room service and made myself scarf down a sandwich before buttoning up my jacket and heading outside for some fresh air. It was unusually sunny, but still chilly. I walked down the road for a couple blocks, sitting myself on a bench and sighing. There seemed like there was nothing to do. My consciousness alerted me that tonight was supposed to be our flight home back to Forks, and I wondered if Bells would be on the plane. I knew that I wouldn't be, and I felt terrible. Knowing her, she would be freaking out, wondering what had happened to me. Or maybe she didn't want to see me, and would be glad that I wasn't going home with her. I dreaded our invisible string being stretched even farther, and wondered vaguely how long I could stay in New Jersey before returning home.

ALICE POV
The day had passed slowly, with me trying to get Bella to eat something, go for a walk with me, see some sights. But she had refused all of my requests. I had just managed to get her out of the motel and into a taxi to the airport, when she began to cry again.
"Alice, I'm so worried." She told me through tears. Edward had been refusing to answer both her and my calls and texts. He wouldn't answer my parents, or Jasper or Emmett. Even Rosalie had tried calling him. I couldn't fool myself, of course I was worried about my brother, but I had confidence he could take care of himself.
"Bella, he's a big boy. He'll be alright." I assured her.
"But what if he does something drastic?" She asked me. I patted her shoulder gently, and she leaned into me.
"We'll find him." I said quietly. I couldn't blame her for being so worried, the two of them were like one person split into two bodies.

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