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Waxing Crescent

Here's the topic there are so many stories about. A continuation of New-Moon... But this one is different. Like none you've ever read. The next moon phase. After a new moon, comes the waxing crescent. A small sliver of light to brighten the dark sky. The dark life of Bella Swan. Here's the thing. This isn't one of those stories where Bella DIDN'T jump, so Alice didn't see it. Bella DID jump. Alice didn't see. But Bella jumped. She did hear Edward, and it hurt her. It hurt her bad. And now, she has built immunity to the one thing that can heal her gash...Jacob. Or has the pain just become unbearable? With no where to turn, and Victoria as close as ever, what's to stop Bella from walking into the woods and waiting for Victoria to take it all away? All the pain. Nothing. Bella is sent to Hawaii, to live with Jacob's sister and hopefully be able to forget everything that happened to the strange rainy town of Forks, Washington. Hopefully...she will forget of the mythical creatures that so recently inundated her life. Because vampires don't live in sunny places. Bella's safe in Hawaii.


4. Chapter 4

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I sat and waited. The surrounding forest of Denali could not calm me. I knew Alice would see me, and for godsakes, I hope she didn't bring anyone. Please don't bring anyone.

I listened to Alice see me, and the overwhelming excitement Jasper experienced.

"What is it, love?"

"I have to go, Jasper. Hunting. Is that okay?"

She's lying. Probably just so the Denali clan doesn't come. She'll tell me. Jasper's love and loyalty to Alice sent my gut twisting painfully.

"Of course, love." He pulled her into a kiss and my arms curled around my knees. I rocked slightly, my eyes shut tightly.

Oh, Edward. I'm coming. I'm --

I rocked harder, expelling her thought, and pushing it far into the back of my mind.

I smelled her soon after. She was running hard, trying to see what had brought me out of my intense depression.

She softly touched my arm. "Edward?"

I realized my body was shaking with silent sobs.

"Alice," I moaned.

She sat next to me, rubbing my back.

She's gone.

She's moved on.

No chance for me.

But at least she's safe now.

I realized on my last thought, that I was being ridiculously selfish. The point of me leaving, the entire point, was so she could move on. Forget about a demon that had fallen in love with her. The angel had tamed the demon's heart, but the angel didn't deserve the demon. She didn't deserve me. She was so much better than that.

"Shhhhh. It's ---" she broke off. What am I going to say? It's okay? Hardly. Her thoughts broke through my barrier and I wasn't strong enough to hold them back. I winced and leaned on her tiny shoulder.

What was he like? Was he funny? Caring? Could he kiss her more than I could ever? The image of Bella kissing a stranger. . . A stranger she loved, was too much to bear.

"Alice," I whimpered again.

"Edward. Everything will be alright." She was downright lying. But she was trying to help me.

"You don't have to say anything," I mumbled. "Just be here."

She wrapped both her arms around my shoulders and hugged me tight.

I loved my sister. Loved her so much. She was mad at my obviously moronic decision, yes. Insanely so. But she was still here for me.

"Edward. I can't not talk after . . ." she trailed off, but the sentence continued in her thoughts. --- your future disappeared.

I stiffened against her stone arms. She felt it.

"Do you know what that would do to this already broken family?" she growled furiously.

"Alice, when did my future disappear?"

"Don't give me that, Edward Cullen!" she snarled.

I pulled out of her arms, looking into her eyes. "When, Alice?" My voice boomed like thunder and her eyes widened in surprise, before darkening.

She shoved me away from her, springing to her feet. I rose also.

"Edward, just because you're heartbroken right now --"

"That doesn't even begin to describe it," I growled darkly.

She continued over my words. " -- Does not mean you have the right to take yourself away from the ones that love you!"

She was standing on her tiptoes, yelling into my face and I was bending down, snarling at her.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, both of us breathing hard, the stress causing our lungs pump unnecessary oxygen into our non-existent blood. Alice's jaw was clamped stubbornly.

Alice's eyelids suddenly drooped, then snapped open, staring at me with a blank expression.I recognized the expression, and caught her as she collapsed against my cold chest.

Taking Jasper's job, I picked her up gently, and sat down on a log, letting her curl up against me as I joined her vision.

It wasn't one vision, but a flash of them, and ones Alice remembered seeing before I came.

Bella was lying in bed, but not her bed. "He's gone. He's gone." She whispered, tossing and turning. "Red..... Eternity..... Victoria." Then she screamed, and stumbled out of her bed, wiping tears from her eyes.

Bella, crying in the dark, sitting on the beach, or sometimes the reefs that showed at low tide.

But those were the memories. The vision Alice was having right now...

Bella stretched up on her tiptoes, hugging him and he kissed her on the cheek. The man was about six foot, maybe a little shorter, with sandy brown hair, a dark tan, and light brown eyes. He looked about twenty. The eyes were so light they could look like one of us when we were between hungary and having just hunted.

The vision was a brief flash before we were brought back to the present. Alice squeezed my hand tightly. My mind registered, but I could not feel it. I could not feel anything except the deep, cutting rejection searing through my chest.

And he was older. He was twenty. An age I could never be. And my Bella was dating him. Didn't she realize he would want more than just kissing? She was so innocent.

I cringed and burrowed my head against tiny Alice's neck.

I sobbed.

Somehow, after all the sobbing, that wasn't stopping soon, the broken brother, had curled up into his little, petite sister's lap, as she stroked his hair and murmured words of comfort.

And somehow, her tiny, ice cold arms wrapped around him and gave him warmth.

Alice's POV

I had been so sure! How? She was miserable! Why was she dating?! All the recent visions . . . they had been her depressed, and hurt!