Not much to say this time around but eh, yeah I hope you enjoy this.

Thank you to makbeesamurai (try not to die of shock when Edward starts throwing snow balls at you), Held Up By A Gun, BooshEmzCullen, kelsey (leah or rosalie), Lissy4692, Moonlightwriter109, AliceCullenFreaK, OMECTWILIGHTer, The Little Cullen, xanimejunkie, Jai Hale, iloveedwardcullen12, 17canada94, Lacey971, Chrizziebelle Cullen, xLaurelCullenxx, Geneve22, muccour, naley4eva2333, squody3015, Bellalice, Xxedward'sbellaxX, IntoxicatingHeart, ..True, destiny02, *Dreamin Of Edward*, Me , Elizabeth Lemmont, I Have A Scarf - On My Head, nsheater2005, jazzberry, crystalscott76, xomusiclover93ox, emmett the pimp, VeronicaD13, Edward's Keeper and TriGemini.

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Check out the Spanish translation of this story by The Little Cullen, I posted a link on my profile.

Keep in mind that I changed my username to demented bunny.

Random Point Of Interest: I'm running out of random points of interest.

And sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes, my only excuse is that I haven't got word document at the moment.

And thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight and my gummy bears got run over by Emmett on a go-kart.

Alice's Pov

"Nuhaw", Emmett jeered "It's gotta be me now".

I sighed from where I was sitting on the sofa in the living room, a sense of de ja vu coming over me, however before there was a trio of idiots rather then just the two before me.

"Why would it be you, i'm bound to be the favourite now", Jasper replied haughtily.

"No way I play with Bella all the time", Emmett said.

"So", Jasper retorted "I read to her and she likes to talk to me. I am so her favourite now".

"Exactly", Emmett chuckled "you're boring".

"And you're an idiot", Jasper replied in hushed tones, casting a glance towards the ceiling, remembering that Bella was sleeping in her room. No one was willing to wake her, it had taken hours to get her to sleep and even now it was a fitful slumber.

"Am not", Emmett hissed, "are too", Jasper responded. I rolled my eyes at their childish behaviour. They had been competing non-stop with each other to be Bella's favourite now Edward was gone.

It had started subtly, with little gifts and extra attention but it had somehow turned into a full blown battle.

Neither Bella or I had the heart to inform them of how sad it made her, how much she hated that they seemed to think that Edward could be replaced.

It hurt to see the smile fade from Bella's face the moment Jasper or Emmett turned their backs while playing with her.

But she didn't want to seem ungrateful so she said nothing at all.

"You're still an oversized steroid pumped oaf", Jasper rolled his eyes, recalling Edward's words from what seemed like an age ago.

Emmett huffed and flexed his biceps at Jasper, who didn't even seem to notice.

Then Emmett's face spread into a grin and I sighed miserably at the vision of his plan on how to seize the title of being Bella's favourite.

I sighed again as my vision faded into a vision of Bella gripping the phone close to her ear, a bitter sweet smile gracing her face as she spoke.

"Bye bye Edward", she murmured and I faintly heard Edward reply "Goodbye Bella".

Bella made to place the phone back against the wall where it hung before remembering dawned on her face and she pulled the phone back to her ear.

"Edward?", she called sweetly and sighed in relief when she found that he was still there.

"Yes Bella", he replied softly and she ended the conversation as she did every one "Edward", she paused a moment "you're still my favourite".

As my vision ended I watched as Jasper eyed Emmett suspiciously before turning to face the ceiling again at the sound of Bella's pitiful whimpers as she called for Edward.

Both Emmett and Jasper's eyes were sad, for they knew that no matter how hard they tried they would never be Edward and would never be what Edward was to Bella.

Edward Pov (The same day/night, somewhere in South America)

"Come out, come out wherever you are", I crowed jeeringly, peering from the rafters of the dark dingy attic. Dust mites swirled around me as I smirked smugly"You can't hide from me".

"Wouldn't dream of it", a smooth, sickeningly sweet voice replied as I spotted a flash of vivid red dart from one side of the attic to the other. I knew better then to move from my spot, hidden amongst the rafters. She had a keen knack for self preservation and she was sure to be sneaky with her attacks and avoid any chance of herself being harmed.

Her thoughts told me nothing of her strategy, she was still unaware that I could hear her mind but it didn't really make any difference at all, as she had yet to think of any plan other then escape. I could tell easily though that she had a rather nasty temper and so, should be relatively easy to rile up enough to force her to reveal herself.

"What have you been doing with yourself all these years?", I questioned mockingly. I already knew the answer of course, she had been doing exactly as I had expected her to. She had been trying, so far in vain, to discover the whereabouts of a one Isabella Swan. She was consumed by rage and desperate for revenge, her thoughts filled with obnoxious images of the intended demise of Bella, my Bella.

His face swam through her thoughts, the images vivid as all memories were to our kind. In my eyes he was disgusting, with his filthy knotted dirty blonde hair, plain looks and cruel eyes but to her he was beautiful and exciting... and dead.

I crept silently along the rotted rafters closer to where she hid and hung upside down, just behind her right ear. I couldn't help being mildly amused that she didn't notice at all.

"You must miss him terribly", I whispered in her ear, enjoying the long hiss she gave before spinning around. She swung one clawed hand out as I swung myself back up onto the rafter, crouching as I grinned at her. "Well well Victoria you haven't aged a bit", I said pleasantly, dodging as she swung her fist out at me. "I was only trying to make conversation", I muttered in response.

"Of course I can't be sure", I said, gesturing non comittedly with my hand "the only other time I've seen you was through his thoughts and you were in a rather intriguing state of undress at the time". She snarled furiously and my grin only widened. I was rather enjoying this new game of mine.

Through her fury I knew she was shocked to learn I could read minds. A slight slip of the tongue on my part but the most it would do was force her to be more careful and would only prove to prolong the chase.

I made no move to stop her as she dived out the window. It made no difference what so ever, I knew her scent now and so allowing her escape would only lengthen this form of amusement. I didn't mind, I had time.

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What did you think? Was Edward dark enough?

And incase you're wondering how he able to find Victoria after all these years, my theory is that not only did Edward see Victoria in James thoughts (so then he'd know what she looks like) but also he would've smelt Victoria on James and since vampires have eternal memory, he would still be able to recognise her scent though it wouldn't be easy by any means.

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