There are a lot of "if Edward never came back" stories, and in the ones I've read, Edward always runs into Bella or caves and comes back. What if Bella went looking for Edward? Bella tripped over a loose floorboard in her room. she finds some things she thought she had lost under it. does this mean Edward really loves her? she's going to find out. look out for the sequel to Somewhere! it's called Nowhere!
My inspiration for this story is when Bella has a fantasy on the flight to Italy in New Moon about following Edward around the globe after Alice told her she would change her. Also, though this story is kinda against the other "if Edward never came back" stories, I just want to say that those stories rock! Enjoy the story! Disclaimer: I am not Stephenie Meyer. I just like writing Twilight fanfic.
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I picked up the box containing the rest of the things from my room. At one time in my life, I had hoped I would not reach this particular milestone. That was all gone now. I was moving out of Charlie’s house, going to college.
The University of Washington was a perfect place for me to go to college in every way. Angela and Ben were going there, too. Miraculously, Angela was my roommate in the new dorm I would be living in. It’s also close enough that – if my truck can make it – I could visit Charlie, Jake, and the rest of the werewolf pack that I had grown to love on the weekends.
But that was not my biggest reason for going to the University of Washington. Charlie had thought that I would go somewhere warmer, but didn’t mind my decision. I could not have gone to somewhere warm. If I did, it would seem as if he never existed, as if it was all a dream. He could never be somewhere warm. Though I had lost hope long ago, I could never go somewhere where he could have never existed.
I didn’t have a chance at being a vampire; not anymore.
I sighed and started to walk towards the door to finish loading my stuff into my truck. I tripped in the middle of the room, dropping the box. I thought I had tripped over my own feet, as usual, but when I looked behind me, to see what I had tripped over, I saw a floorboard flipped up.
I got up to close it, but stopped when I saw what was under it. There, under a loose floorboard, was the stuff I thought he had taken last year. The plane tickets, the pictures, and the CD.
I gasped. My mind was whirling. If he had left my stuff here… Did that mean he wanted me to remember him? I remembered him telling me that strong emotions change his kind, andonce that happens, there’s no going back.
But, he could’ve been lying to me the whole time we were together. He could’ve just been trying to help a little clumsy human, like me, who couldn’t help but trip over her own feet at every opportunity.
I knew that I might be wrong, but I made a big decision right then. I would find him, no matter what it took. I had to know if he really did love me. If he didn’t, I would like to think I could just walk away, and leave him alone.
I guess I wouldn’t be going to college now. I was still 18, but my birthday was in a few weeks. I had to do this while I was still in my teens, just in case he changed his mind and decided to change me.
I hurried down the stairs with the box I had dropped and threw it in the bed of my truck. Charlie had to think I was still going to college. He wasn’t home yet, but he would be soon. I had to hurry unless I wanted to tell him that I was skipping out on college to search for my lost vampire love.
I ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone to call Angela. I was lucky, I didn’t trip coming in I here; I couldn’t afford any delays right now. I dialed Angela’s number and tapped my foot on the kitchen floor as I waited for her to answer.
“Hello?” Angela said.
“Hey Angela, I’m not coming.” I thought for a few seconds about where I could go. I decided on Denali. He had said that they had other family there. So, even if he wasn’t there, maybe I could find at least one member of the Cullen family to help me. “I’m going to Alaska instead. I’ll call you the next time I get to a phone,” I told her in a rush.
“What?! Why are you going to Alaska? Bella, you need to go to college. Come up here,” she pressured me, referring to the dorm room we were supposed to share that she had moved into yesterday.
“I have to go. Charlie will be home soon. Don’t tell anybody about this, okay?”
“I won’t tell, but this is a really bad idea. You should–“I hung up on her because I only had a few minutes until Charlie would be home. Angela was my best friend, but I couldn’t have her trying to persuade me to not go to Alaska over the phone when Charlie got home.
I quickly ran up the stairs, only tripping once – a miracle for me. I grabbed the old shoe box containing the money from the Pacific Northwest Trust from under my bed. I had wanted to give it all back, but I really did need the money for college. Eventually, all the money could not fit in the old sock that used to contain my college fund. So, I had switched it to a shoe box that I hid under my bed. Charlie isn’t one to pry, so I had never bothered to come up with a better hiding place.
I ran down the stairs and out the front door, and threw the old shoe box into my duffel bag that I had all ready put into my truck bed earlier.
I had just gotten in the cab and was about to turn the key in the ignition when Charlie pulled into the driveway.
“Where are you going?” he asked. “I thought you were leaving after dinner.”
“I was going to…but Angela called, and she needs help unpacking,” I said in a rush, hoping Charlie didn’t catch my bluff.
“Oh…ok then. See ya in a couple weeks, Bells.”
“Ok Dad.” I agreed, knowing I wouldn’t be here. I hated lying to him, but this time it was for his own good.I drove away wondering when I would see him again, if I ever see him again. I held back my tears as I drove the long drive to the SeaTac airport.
When I got to the airport, I got out of the car and grabbed the few boxes in the truck bed that had things I would not need for my trip in them. Everything I needed was in my duffel bag. I stuffed the boxes under the seats in the truck’s cab and locked the door. I slung my duffel bag over my shoulder and headed into the airport.
I had to wait in a long line to get my ticket, and I was starting to get impatient. When I finally made it to the front of the line, I bought a ticket to the airport closest to Denali. I had no idea where that was, because I had not had time to look it up, but the lady behind the counter did.
I got the money for the ticket out of my bag – I had more than enough – careful not to show the woman how much I had. I didn’t want anybody trying to rob me right now. The woman gave me my ticket and I headed toward the metal detectors off to the side of the ticket counters. Once I had gotten through the annoying security I found the gate I was looking for. Twenty minutes later, the plane started boarding.
I got on to the plane, not knowing how I was going to be able to find the mysterious house in Denali. I could probably rent a car.
That didn’t matter right now. I patiently waited out my time on the plane, hoping that, if I didn’t find Edward in Denali, I would find at least one member of the Cullen family that I missed so terribly.