Edward's POV

I composed myself long enough to move on from these woods it was to close to... Bella's house. It was so hard to think of her name- to think of her. But I couldn't get her out of my head, she was everywhere, in every single thought that occurred in my vacant mind. Being in the same continent was to much to bear- personally I could be on Pluto and it wouldn't make a difference.

My cell rang for the millionth time in the last- year? No- only mere hours- or was it seconds? Time seemed irrelevant to me now that she wasn't here to spend it with me. I removed the damn thing from my pocket. With the simple flex of my fingers it was in tiny, unrecognizable pieces.

My legs moved mechanically as ran throughout the unknown. I didn't stop till I was in South America. It felt good- like everything, every thought, was blown away with the wind. But she was still there in the back of my mind, where she would always be.

When I was passing through the south of the United States, around Texas and Mexico I noticed a familiar scent- but I could care less about the scent. Right now I wanted to die, but as long as Bella was alive, I knew I wanted to be to.

I needed to clear my head- something to get the wonderful, addicting images, memories, and smells out of my head. Of course I knew I was kidding myself, I didn't want to let go a fraction of the time spent with her.

I stopped by a small pond in God-knows-where. I absorbed all of her that would come to me.

She was a demon from heaven. She walked self consciously into the Biology room, scanning the room. I thought her eyes rested on mine though longer than any others though- but of course I could be vain. I'll have to stop hanging around Rosalie.

Then her scent blew full force into me. Up until then I thought vampires were indestructible- but this one human girl was out to prove me wrong. It was floral and sweet- so mouth watering.- STOP! I was about to ruin everything Carlisle built for us, over one human.

And of course she was gorgeous- not in a Rosalie way, or supermodel way either. But in a innocent beauty kind of way. Her dark, shiny, hair hung in a veil around her- eyes were rich, almost matching the waves of her hair. The pale skin was flushed a little- I could see the blood pulsing through her, hear her heart hammering.

My world as detached- everything seemed to revolve around her. I wanted her so bad, it hurt I wanted it that much. I planned ways to kill her- there was to many witnesses- to much more blood than I wanted to spill. I had to have her though, it wasn't a question, it was an answer. NO! NO! NO! I loved my family to much to do this to them.

I tensed ready for the assault. The venom was pooling in the back of my mouth, I wanted to sink my teeth into her- drink the taunting blood in her veins. Ugh! I was disgusted with myself- I am Edward- Not Jasper. I was over 90 years old- almost 90 years of this life I choose. I was starting to act like Jasper.

No blood had ever effected me so. It was weird it was calling my name. Drink! Drink! Drink! My throat burned- I hadn't felt so much pain since I was changed. It was agony.

She came and sat- of course- next to me. I scooted to the very max edge of my chair. My hands were clenched in fist, preventing me from doing anything rash. I kept my jaw clamped shut, my teeth were practically itching to bite my lip off and then proceed to her.

She got more tense when she realized my attitude. But I was used to it, everyone acted like that next to our kind. I had to give humans that much- they weren't so much ignorant, that they didn't sense the danger we radiated.

She stole a few glances in my direction through her "wall" of hair. Released it was probably supposed to be a barrier between us. It only made it worse- blowing in the breeze that was impending from the open window, it was alluring. Everything was calling to me.

Did the class ever end or was it out to destroy me? I glared at the mouthwatering devil. When she peeked at me again she caught my black look. Reflexively she flinched and coward away.

The bell rang, it was a cry of relief to me. I rose quickly, it took everything I have to keep up the human charade. I was out before anyone had the chance to register that it rang.

I marveled at how my former self could think that of my love. Then it hit me we were the same thing and had the same thoughts. That this is exactly the reason that I left. I could have murdered her right then, Jasper was about to murder. How long was I supposed to wait until Emmet, Rosalie,...Alice or the least imaginable- Esme took a snap at her?

And it didn't help that she was the most clumsiest person I've ever met in my entire existance. Suddenly I was attacked by the possibilities of what could happen to her without me. But there was no vampires there anymore, surely that ought to keep her safe. She survived seventeen years without a protecter, surely she'll strive through the rest? There is no question to that- she will make it.

I picked myself up, and listened to my surroundings. I heard cars and people chattering- or was it their thoughts? I've never felt so out of it! I headed East towards the noises. I probably actually looked like a real vampire, but what the hell. I was already damned for eternity why not push it?

Author's Note-

I just had the most brilliant idea!!! But you do not get to hear the idea until the next chapter!!! Mwah ha ha ha ha!!! (do you like my evil laugh?)

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