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For the Greater Good

My New Moon. Bella realizes that she can’t live in Forks anymore about a month after Edward leaves her. She moves to Florida with her mom and Phil for awhile until something happens in Forks to Charlie that requires her to head back. Close quarters with Jake (who will still become a werewolf, just without so much drama) and what happens when Edward can’t take it anymore and comes home? Features Edward, Bella, and Jake POV’s along with song choices for each chapter! Has some really mature themes....just so you're warned... ~just so everyone knows i'm taking a slight break from updating both of my stories to allow finishing and editing time!! this will be the last update of this one until it's done and i might update Desperate Times, Desperate Needs once more....please bear with me i promise it will be worth it in the end!!!~

ok...so this one is a little darker than my other one: desperate times, desperate needs because i started writing shortly after the homecoming dance when some things went horribly wrong and the only thing i'd listen to was secondhand serenade....so yea....but i'm better now...i realized that it wasn't worth it....but i've always really liked this story so i'm hoping for a good response like my other one!! to renae...and taylor....the guy who screwed up my life for awhile...and who i realize...wasn't all that great in the end anyway!

3. Chapter 3 (Edwards POV)

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Chapter 3: - (Edward) Carried Away in the Middle-of-Nowhere-Ville, U.S.A

I wonder what she’s doing. I wonder how she’s doing. Did she finally move on? Did she find that perfect someone? Does he love her? Does she love- STOP THINKING LIKE THAT EDWARD! STOP THINKING OF HER!”

I was pathetic; sitting there in that run down house in the middle of nowhere; letting my thirst get out of control. I should’ve hunted long ago. Carlisle wouldn’t have been very happy about this. I could hear him like he was right there next to me “What if someone came upon you Edward? Sitting there in that abandoned house, wasting away, punishing yourself for what you did…”

For what I did… how could I have left her? My angel. My beautiful Bella. I was crazy to think I could live without her... well as long as she was doing well without me… I was sure she was… I mean she told her mother, her best friend before we came along, that it was just a crush. She was very resilient… I’m sure she would’ve conquered the world by now… how long had I been gone again… I slowly added up the hours: 1488 hours… was that it? It seemed so much longer… more like a decade… no, I knew what it felt like to have a decade pass… I’d lived through so many now… but this decade, or what seemed like a decade, had seemed like the longest yet and then to find out that it hadn’t been a decade yet…

I was in trouble. I sighed… a very human thing to do especially for a vampire who didn’t need to breathe let alone be bored anymore. As a vampire you learn how to do things to entertain yourself during those sleepless nights… too bad my distraction wasn’t around. I sighed again. I can’t live like this. I either have to go back or kill myself.

But how do I kill myself? I’d been here before. Just last spring when I’d thought I’d lost her… oh how much easier it would’ve been to just have lost her then. At least then if I killed myself I knew I’d be able to see her again… but I can never see my angel again. So that brings me back to my “How do I die?” statement… poison doesn’t work on us, drowning doesn’t either, neither does suffocating, sometimes it really sucks that I don’t need to breathe. That left me with one option… the Volturi… but how to get their attention? My cell phone vibrated in my pocket…

I pulled it out and hit the speaker button, “Yes, Alice?” I asked morosely.

“Well at least you picked up this time.” She said through the phone. “Why do I keep having visions of you in Volterra?”

“No reason, Alice. Just planning.”

“To kill yourself? How could you even go there? I mean could you imagine what that would do to Esme? To me? To the rest of the family? What about Bella?” I snapped at her for the mention of my angel’s name.

“She doesn’t matter anymore. It’s over between us.”

“How do you know? What are you talking about? ‘She doesn’t matter anymore!’

Do you hear yourself right now? You’re living in the middle of nowhere thinking of ways to die, Edward! And what about Bella? Do you know what she’s been going through? Have you seen what I’ve seen? No, you haven’t! You haven’t sent the crying and the screaming and the cutting-“

“I thought I told you to stop looking for her future!” I growled instantly.

“It doesn’t stop what I see Edward! I can’t turn off her future like a TV channel that I don’t want to watch anymore! It doesn’t work that way!”

“Wait- you said cutting? What kind of cutting? Not the kind I’m thinking of right?”

“I thought you said you didn’t care?” Stupid, annoying, little vampire. “And promise me Edward! Promise that you that won’t kill yourself!”

“Fine! I promise.” For now. I added silently. Out loud without realizing it I said, “But I told her to keep herself safe…”

“Since when did she ever listen to you? You also told her to move on! That’s working real well!”

“Alice, I’m hanging up now… I’m not talking to you while you’re like this!”

“Me?! You’re the one who’s going suicidal along with your girlfriend!”

“She’s not my girlfriend! We’re not in love anymore! She’s moved on! I’m moving on! Good-“

“Oh you’re moving on? Alright! There a lot of girls there in The-Middle-of-Nowhere-Ville, USA?”

“Goodbye Alice!” I hung up the phone and for good measure turned it off.

Alice was just trying to get me home… I knew for sure that my Bella had moved on. She was happy now with Mike Newton or Eric Yorkie someone who couldn’t put her entire life in danger just by being within the same enclosed room as her…

As long as I had that to live with and as long as I promised Alice not to kill myself, and I figured that I shouldn’t think of ways to kill myself, or I might actually go through with it, I might as well go back to my daydreaming…

I wonder how happy she is now. I could see her smile… her blush… her lips… how they felt when I kissed her… her hands in my hair as she got carried away… Yes, this definitely beat the dying thoughts. The one time during these long months that I actually relished the idea of a picture perfect memory…I closed my eyes and allowed myself to be carried away.