~~~~BPOV~~~~
I woke up in the back seat of that shinny silver Volvo. My head was pounding, and my mouth tasted like blood and dirt. Edward and Alice were speaking in hushed whispers in the front seats. I couldn't make out what they were saying. I sat up too quickly, my head began to spin. I needed a fucking ciggerate. Edward turned around and handed me asprin and a water bottle. I swallowed four asprin and the pounding began to fade. I rolled down the back window and took a fag out of my purse.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I killed him." Edward said with a pretensious smile.
"What are you talking about?" I was full of suprise. Edward couldn't harm a fly.
"I killed him, Bella. Charlie's dead. He's not going to hurt you any longer." Edward smiled at me.
My insides filled with joy. I looked to my left and saw that they picked up my things from under my floor boards. Next to my bag was a letter.
Edward and Alice,
Do as I instruct, and quickly. There isn't much time before the town finds out about their dear dead Cheif of Police. Take the bits and pieces and burn them. Then, scatter the ashes throughout Seattle in random dumpsters. No one will find Charlie then. Take Bella to live on Esme Isle. There, we can start a new life. And Bella, I know your reading this, Edward has a surpise for you )
Love,
Esme
~~~~5 Years Later~~~~~ Edward and I are happily married. I've never felt this way about anyone. The second we moved into the house on Esme Isle, Edward proposed. We were married in the backyard. Our daughter, Rennesme, is so beautiful.