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BPOV
Oh gosh! He's not here! I had a lot of ideas of what to do in mind.
A) Just go back to America. I mean, he can take care of himself can't he, and he wouldn't want me getting hurt. Right?
No, that's a bad idea. Come on where did I even get that from?
B) Call the volturi. They'll know what to do.
No, they probably would barely even care.
C) I could just-
I smelt a strange scent. I very strange scent. Actually, if I guessed right, it was three mixed scents. I tried to disect them. The first one... well, duh, Victoria.
Second. This one was harder, I couldn't tell. I did know that Victoria couldn't take down Edward alone. He'd kick her butt. Victoria would need help. Someone who could incappasitate him. The only thing I could really tell was that she was a woman. OK, people who would help Victoria. Jane! It was Jane! You know, I never really liked her that much any way.
There still was one more. it smelt... different. Almost like it wasn't a being. It was very just plain strange. It smelt a little like... me. It was not salty, or sweet, or sour. I very hard to describe smell, but I had smelt it before. I took out both Jane and Victoria's scent. It's...It's... lipstick? I turned around. And then I saw it.
Written on the mirror, in my clinique lipstick was the word "Tradition". What did that mean? Tradition to what? Victoria was giving me a clue. OK, she wouldn't just leave the word tradition for a clue. She would leave something bigger, a clue within the clue. So, it's written in lipstick. They could be at a beauty parlor. No, she wouldn't do that. So, what was it. All the clue was lipstick on a mirror. On a mirror! That's it! Tradition like what James did! Mirror, like a dance studio! That's where they are! A dance studio!
I picked up the phone at a lightning speed and dialed the concierge. "Hello." said a nice sounding lady. "Yes, I would like to know all of the dance studios in the Milan area." I said. "Oh, well we only have about three. Not counting the one scheduled for demolition in a few days." she said. "Demolition?" I asked. "Oh, yes. It will be quite a show. Not many things get destroyed in Milan. Many people are going to see it. Only because of the way they are destroying it. We use a-" I cut her off. "May I have the address." "Just take a left at Michel's All You Can Eat Pizza and drive for about a mile." she said. Once she had said what I needed, I hung up.
I could run there faster than I could drive, so I ran. As, fast as I could. After about half a minute of running, I saw a building. I was there.
EPOV (before he was kidnaped)
I walked into my room. I couldn't believe Victoria was here. Could she pick a worse time? Suddenly, I smelt a scent. One was Victoria! Oh no! I've got to go and tell Bella! Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my side. Then my leg. Then my head, and I fell to the ground.
BPOV
I opened the large doors. This was it. Then I saw a room. I walked into it. The first thing I noticed was Edward lying on the floor. Passed out. Was that even possible. I mean, if we can't sleep, how can we pass out. If you really think about it, it should be impossible, but Edward was lying in front of me- Wait Edward's lying in front of me. I ran to him. When I was stopped by a red haired women. Victoria. "Where do you think you're going, sweety." she said. "Don't you sweety me! What have you done and why have you done it! I thought it was me you were after?" I was furious! Suddenly she just takes out the blame on him? "Oh, you really don't get it do you? You are doing exactly what I want you to do. Just like you did with James. You really are a gullible one." she said.
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