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Dear Edward, I can't help but wish that you will miss me now that I am gone. After all, we had a lot of great times together. Though I hope you won't feel guilty and go and try to kill yourself, as I know you will try. It's not your fault that I am dead. It's mine. I didn't even attempt to move out of the way when the car came. Okay? But I do hope you let everyone know that I will miss them. Even if they hate me as much as you do, just let them know that. I hope you lead a normal life now, one with a normal vampire girlfriend, one where you are happy. Forever yours, Isabella Marie Swan

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6. Suicide attempt

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Edward's POV

How could three words change my life so greatly? "She's dead, Edward." Rosalie had said. It was as if every drop of happiness had been drained from my life. She had died thinking I didn't love her anymore. Even if she didn't want me, if she had moved on like I had wished her to, I was comforted by the fact that she existed somewhere in this world.

Now I didn't even have that.

I was running to Forks. Part of my mind whispered, "It's not true Edward. It can't be, Rosalie and everyone just want you to stop moping about." The other part of my mind had already accepted this as truth.

Why me? I asked myself. Why did I have to fall in love with someone who risked their life to be with me at every moment? Why couldn't I have been human when I met her? Why is fate so cruel?

When I arrived at Forks, her scent was almost gone. Everywhere I looked, she hadn't been in weeks. Just when I was about to give up, I picked up a fresh trail. It wasn't Bella's exact scent; it was morphed somehow. There was no thirst attached to the scent, but it was not the cold attachment that meant she was a vampire. I followed it, not paying attention to where I was going. It led to a river, and up to a house. I opened the door where the trail ended suddenly.

It was then that I realized where I was.

I looked at my house in wonder. Why would Bella come to my house? I sat down sideways at my piano. I saw red at the corner of my eye. I whipped my head around only to see a rose. The red rose cast its bloody color against the black and white of the keys. Was this a message from beyond? Was my angel trying to tell me to move on? I couldn't just get over her; she was my life. Now that my life was gone, there was no reason for living. She must know that. But there had to be some reason behind the rose.

I remembered our conversation from months before.

"You must never, never, never think of anything like that again!" She had said, her voice sounded hurt at the very idea. "No matter what happens to me, you are not allowed to hurt yourself!"

Was that what she wanted me to do? To stay alive? But what would I do without her?

"Whatever you were doing before I came along and complicated your existence."

She had made it sound so easy. I just...couldn't. I picked up my cell-phone and dialed the airline.

"Hello?...Yes, I would like a one-way ticket to Volterra....An hour? Yeah, I'll be there." I hung up the phone and sighed.

"Edward!" A voice said. My head shot up. "What are you doing? What were you thinking?"

"Alice...I just...I can't live in a world where she doesn't exist." I said truthfully.

"Oh yes you can. And you will." Was she going to force me? How? "EMMETT! JASPER! NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME!" Alice shouted even though she knew she didn't need to.

Oh. That's how.

Alice's POV

I waved goodbye to Edward as he left the house. I hope he is just going to make sure Bella's dead, and not about to do something stupid. I was suckered into a vision.

Edward was standing in a bright cavernous room, perfectly round like a huge castle turret. There were three thrones in the center of the room. I knew the place from descriptions told to us by Carlisle, but I had never been there myself.

It was Volterra.

What was Edward doing in Volterra?

"I understand you have come to ask us something?" A vampire, whom I recognized as Aro from the painting in Carlisle's study, said.

"Yes. I wanted to know if you would kill me?" Edward asked.

"What the hell are you THINKING, Edward?!" I screamed at him. No response. I faded from the vision.

"I have got to get to Forks. Emmett, Jasper!" I called.

"What?" They asked at the same time.

"Edward's in trouble. We need to get to Forks before he kills himself." I said at vampire speed grabbing my keys and throwing the garage door open. "Are you coming?"