Here is Chapter 2! I only had to make a few edits, but they weren't anything big. Depending on what else I've got to do tonight, I'll probably post chapter three.

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Chapter 2:

Stefan

The Salvatore boarding house was too empty.

With Damon gone and Zack dead, it was lonely. Just like before I came back, it was just my journal and I.

Elena was gone. She chose to be with Damon in the end. After all those Vampire attacks in Mystic Falls, she told me that she wanted to be with Damon. She never gave me a reason why she wanted to leave, but I let her go. If Elena wanted to be with him, why would I try and get in her way?

Maybe I should just leave Mystic Falls. I've been here for too long. It's not like anybody would notice—or care— if I'm gone.

Staring hard at the blank page, I shut it in frustration. A knock came from downstairs and I stood up, leaving my journal on the desk. Heading downstairs, I was surprised—though I shouldn't have been—to find Bonnie standing at the door.

"Hello, Bonnie. What are you doing here?"

"You haven't been out since Elena left." Straight to the point. Nothing like Bonnie. She pushed her way inside. "You need to move on, Stefan."

I closed the door and turned to face her. "I'm working on it."

She rolled her eyes in disbelief. "You think wallowing around in your bedroom is working on it? Come on, Stefan, you can't lie to a witch."

"What do you propose I do, Bonnie?"

"Get out, move on." She crossed her arms. "People are worried about you. Have you even fed recently?"

"Of course." I lied.

"Stefan," she came to me, staring up at me with those dark eyes. "You're lying."

"Can't lie to the witch, can I Bonnie?" I smiled

"You need to take care of yourself. What you're doing is dangerous."

I turned away from her in anger. "Why do you care, Bonnie?"

"Because no matter what happened in the past, I do care about you. Even if Elena is gone, the rest of us haven't."

Maybe she was right.

"Besides, something's going to happen. And I think you need to be here for when that day comes."

I looked at her. "What do you mean something's going to happen?"

"Let's take a walk." She was leading me out of the house. "I have been having these... flashes of a vision."

I waited. "I can't make out the features but I know it's a girl."

"Why can't you see her face?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. She's surrounded by fog. It's so thick; I could only see her silhouette."

"What could that mean?"

"It's a bad omen," Bonnie said. "She's either in trouble or about to be."

"Is she from Mystic Falls?"

"She's no one I recognize."

"Will she come here?"

Her eyes became unfocused. "Yes."

"When?"

She shook her head. "I don't know. I can't see."

I sighed and nodded. "It's okay, Bonnie. Don't strain yourself too hard." I warned.

She sighed and looked up at the sky. "Things have been so off since Grams died."

"I know." I said. "But don't worry. I'll help you."

She looked at me, biting her lip.

"What?"

"Why do you do it?" She asked.

"Do what?"

"Stay here? Why deny who you are?"

"I don't want to kill anyone." I said slowly. "Yes, it is possible to feed without killing the human but when you haven't fed from one for as long as I have, it is difficult. The pull, is difficult."

"You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, Stefan."

I smiled but it faded quickly. "I wish I could be as optimistic as you, Bonnie."

"You won't be alone forever."

"Is that you talking or a vision of the future?"

"It's a feeling I have." Bonnie said indignantly. "Grams always told me to trust my feelings."

"And she's right," I said. "The Bennett Witches have very strong intuition. You can't ignore it when the feeling comes."

"I think this new girl is the key to your happiness."

"We'll see." I didn't quite believe what she was saying. It was absurd, actually. We were heading back to the boarding house when Bonnie gasped and gripped my hand to keep herself upright. "Bonnie?"

Her eyes became unfocused.

"Talk to me, Bonnie." I soothed. Ever since Bonnie's grandmother died, I've been helping her with her powers.

"Pain, oh God, Stefan, she's in so much pain." She gripped my hand hard. "She's scared and alone. But she's angry as well."

"What does her aura look like?"

"It's so pure. White with turquoise, green. Red. It's so beautiful."

"Can you make out features?" Her eyes began to refocus.

"No." She sighed. "I'll know her if I see her but I still can't quite see her yet."

"You'll tell me if you do?"

"Of course,"

I nodded. "Okay."

Bella

Getting out of Forks proved to be harder than I expected. I couldn't take my truck because then it would seem like I was responsible for the house burning down.

Despite the fact that I was. The only way I could get out of Forks with no money and no cash was to get to the Cullen house. They had to have kept a couple of cars in the garage because obviously they couldn't take all of them, and they probably had thousands of dollars left around the house.

Carlisle once showed me the family safe, in case I ever needed something. He told me the combination, and I told him I would never need it, but he gave it to me anyway.

"It's just for precaution, Bella." He had said.

"Okay." I sighed.

I wondered if Carlisle ever knew it would turn out like this. Was I going to have to walk to the Cullen house?

Maybe I can take my truck and then abandon it somewhere? This is ridiculous. Who knew faking your own death and running away would be this difficult?

Panic overcame me when I forgot one important fact: Alice. Would she have seen what happened?

Then another emotion came over me. Something stronger than panic: Anger. If Alice saw something, shouldn't she have called and warned me? Instead, I was alone, my father was dead and a vindictive bitch was out on a manhunt, wanting to kill me because—well, actually, I don't even know why Victoria wants me dead.

Was it because of what happened down in Phoenix? Was there something between her and James that Edward didn't take in account?

Probably.

So now, because the bastard didn't think about Victoria, I was alone. Tears of anger fell from my eyes.

If I ever had to see him again, I was going to rip him a new one.

Not that I wanted to see him again.

I don't remember how I got to the Cullen house. Walking seemed the most obvious way. It took a good, five hours at the most.

I was sweaty and my legs ached from the many times I fell over.

I stared at the big, white house. Grass grew around the front yard, making it obvious that no one was here. The house was abandoned. Just like me.

Stop it, Bella, I scolded myself. This is not helping anything.

I avoided looking at the house and simply went inside. I could use a shower.

Half an hour later, showered and dressed in Alice's old clothes, I went to Carlisle's study. The study was just like I remembered, with some very obvious differences. For one, his paintings were gone and it felt cold. There was no warmth, no smile from Carlisle when I come in to talk. I ignored the pang of longing and went to the safe. Only one painting, of a landscape no less, was left. The safe was behind it.

Biting my lip, I took the painting off the wall and stared at the safe. Carlisle had written the combination down for me in case I forgot it. Hesitantly, I opened the safe.

Thousands of dollars in hundred dollar bills greeted me. I fought back the guilt of stealing from the Cullens and pulled out a couple of stacks of bills, shoving them into my bag.

There were three cars in the garage for me to choose from: Edward's Volvo and Vanquish or Carlisle's Mercedes S55 AMG.

I opted for Carlisle's Mercedes. It held the least memories of Edward.

I threw my bags into the back seat and slid into the driver's side. I drove down the long driveway and headed towards the highway, not looking back.

I may not have known where I was going, or even if I would ever come back to this sleepy little town, but Forks had nothing left for me but bad memories and a crazy bitch with a death warrant.

Goodbye, Forks.

Goodbye, Charlie.

Goodbye, Cullens.

Alice

I was sitting by the window, rubbing my temples, wondering if vampires could get headaches. Everything has been so strained lately. No one has been happy since we left Forks. Not even Rose, but I think she's just reacting to everyone else's gloomy mood.

Edward's decision to leave Forks, but more importantly, Bella, was probably the worst choice. Not that I would ever tell him that.

"Alice?" Jasper's soft, Texan twang came from the door.

I cringed at the sound of his voice, the anger bubbling back. I knew he could feel it and I was pleased. It was Jasper's fault that we were now living in New York.

He shouldn't have gotten closer to Bella. He should have known better.

"I'm sorry, Alice." He whispered his voice hoarse from my emotions.

"Sorry doesn't change anything, Jasper. You tried to kill my best friend."

"I know." He walked away dejectedly.

Was I being too hard on Jasper? We've been together for over sixty years. He's had sixty years to get over his aversion to human blood but he hasn't even tried. Does he really want to spend the rest of his existence killing random humans at will?

My thoughts travelled away from Jasper and back towards Bella. Was she okay?

Edward forbade me from looking into her future. I don't know what's happened to her, if she's happy or moving on.

The vision hit me before I could prepare and I gasped at what I saw.

The Swan house was up in flames. Both Bella's truck and Charlie's cruiser was in the driveway.

Cop cars, fire trucks and an ambulance were parked on the street as the firefighters worked at putting out the fire.

"Is Chief Swan still in there?" one of the officers yelled to another.

"I think they're both in there."

They looked back at the house. There wasn't much of it left. Most of it had already burned down.

"If they are in there, chances are they wont make it out alive."

"Especially if they were in the living room." The other agreed.

"Do the firefighters know what started it?"

"No."

Once the fire was out, the firefighters headed inside to investigate. The others waited, anxious to hear news about their beloved Chief and his daughter.

One of them came out, caught their eye, and shook his head once.

The Swans were dead.

"No!" I shrieked in horror.

Carlisle and Jasper were at the door in a second.

"Alice? Alice honey, what happened?" Carlisle asked in a soothing voice. "Did you have a vision?"

I nodded, trembling from the after affects.

"What was it, Alice? What did you see?"

"B-Bella,"

Edward appeared in the room, having come in from a hunt. "What about Bella?" He demanded. "Is she okay?"

"Damn you, Edward! This is your fault." I let him see the vision first hand.

He fell to his knees in horror. "No," he whimpered. "Please, God, no."

"What, Alice? What did you see about Bella?"

The rest of the family came in, looking around in alarm.

"She's dead." Edward and I whispered simultaneously.

There was silence around the room as the family registered what we said.

"No! That can't be." Esme's shoulders shook with sobs.

Carlisle went to his wife and wrapped her in his arms. "How did it happen, Alice?" Jasper whispered. "How did Bella die?"

"A house fire. Both she and Charlie were inside."

"Charlie too?" Carlisle asked.

I nodded my head in defeat. "Bella's dead." I whispered.

Jasper attempted to wrap his arms around me but I pushed him away. "This is all your fault!" I screamed at him. "If you hadn't tried to kill her, none of this would have happened!"

He stumbled back in surprise. "Alice—"

"Bella died because you couldn't control your thirst." I looked around at the heartbroken looks from the rest of the family. "Look at what you did, Jasper."

He looked from each face.

"You killed Bella."

"I didn't mean to." He whispered. "Please..."

"Jasper, maybe you should leave for a while." Carlisle said. "At least for the time being. This is very hard on all of us and the emotional climate will get to be too much for you as well."

"You want me to leave?"

He nodded. "It's for the best."

"Where do you expect me to go?"

"Maybe you can stay with Peter and Charlotte."

Jasper took one last look around before leaving, without a word.

Everything was lost. Our family has shattered.

So the Cullens have kicked out Jasper. =( I don't think it's very fair, but it's probably better for him to be away from all of those really heavy emotions.

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