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* In this story Mike doesn't go to Forks High

I Miss Her

Edward's Point Of View

It's already been 37 hours since Bella's been missing. Not that I'm counting or anything.

And I miss her like crazy.

Not knowing where she is is probably the worst thing about the whole situation. I mean, she could be in some creepers basement getting raped right now. All without me knowing.

Or maybe she hadn't gone by choice. Maybe somebody had kidnapped her, stole her cell phone, and sent me the text saying everything was 'all good'.

Maybe she was lying in a ditch somewhere, bleeding to death. She could have decided to leave, sent me the text and than BAM. Somebody could have driven by and shot her.

But still, I think her possibly being raped right now was the worst of all the possibilities involving her being alive. I knew how uncomfortable she was with that kind of stuff. And being forced to do it....

Oh my god. How was I supposed to handle this?

I got up and grabbed the stack of flyer's I had printed off the computer about ten minutes ago. They described how Bella was missing, either lost or stolen, a picture of her, where to call if you saw her, and stuff like that.

The first place I drove was out to the gas station I worked at. I was already 25 minutes late, so I might as well let Mike know I won't be at work today. And I could put up a flyer.

When I walked into the store, I saw Mike flirting with a tall blond. It didn't surprise me though. He did that with almost all the girls who walked in here. Even the twelve year old girls with high pitched voices.

I went behind the counter and started tacking one of the flyers up.

The girl left soon after I came in, and Mike turned around to face me. He glanced at the poster, than looked back at me. "She was here last night." He told me.

"The blond?" I asked, not quite sure who he meant by 'she'. And he probably already knew I didn't want to hear about the blond.

"No, that girl." He said, while pointing at the flyer. "She looked totally pissed, dude. Even I didn't say anything extra to her, like I usually would have. And that's saying something."

I glared at him with a look of disbelief and anger. "Bella was here yesterday, and you didn't tell me?" I asked him, ready to rip his head off, even though he hadn't even known who Bella was until now.

"That's Bella?" Mike asked me while looking at the flyer again. "You're right dude. She is really pretty. Not my type, but she still is pretty." I almost laughed at that. I knew Bella wasn't Mike's type. Mike's type was girls who thought it was acceptable to wear so little in public that you wonder why they aren't arrested. Total opposite of Bella.

"Damn it!" I yelled. Mike flinched and stepped backwards, probably startled by my harsh tone and scared that I was going to take it out on him. "Sorry Mike. I didn't mean to be so loud. When did she come here?"

"Um..." He looked deep in thought while he thought of the answer, like this was some kind of math quiz. "About five minutes after you left? Maybe seven?"

"You're kidding, right? Oh god. I was so close to her..." I felt ready to punch myself in the face. If I had left work five minutes earlier, I might be holding Bella in my arms, against my chest right now. And nobody would be wondering if she was okay. Or if she was even alive.

I left the gas station with the flyers, and started driving the opposite direction of Forks.

I needed to find Bella. It wasn't a want anymore, it was a need. And I needed to find her soon.

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