A/N: Sorry this has taken so long, but this is the last installment! Hooooraaaayyyy!
Alice told me the news. At first, I did not believe her. I refused to acknowledge that my Bella would do something so completely stupid. It was madness. So I allowed her to drag me back to Forks; the last time, she swore. We'll just go check up on Charlie, she said, and then we'll leave, ok? All I could do was nod my head. What if she had done something like that? What if she was stupid enough to throw herself off of a cliff just because I'd left her? Whatever happened to human teenagers being able to bounce back?! I heaved a sigh as we boarded the plane, and I allowed my head to fall back on the semi-soft cushion of a seat. Alice sat next to me, fiddling with her iPod and texting Jasper. I rolled my eyes and allowed them to drift shut as I imagined being her in this situation; her being heartbroken at her own foolish actions, and me sending Bella cute messages that entailed how much I loved her and couldn't wait to get off the plane and see her... But if Alice's visions had any worth to them, that would never happen.
"Edward! Edward!" She sped down the street in the night, and took a running start to launch herself into my window, toppling onto the bed with the force of her leap. I merely stared at her from my place on a comfortable armchair, bemused, before sending my shocked playmate out into the hallway after giving her firm rump a playful tap and winking. I turned back to Alice, who looked disgusted at my sheer lack of monogamy, and nodded for her to continue with her message for me. She rolled her eyes, but did so. "I just had a vision... about...-"
I cut her off sharply, "Who?!"
"...About her..." She winced as I seized a lamp next to my chair and threw it at the mirror next to her head. It shattered, some pieces flying into her face and shattering against her cheek.
"I told you not to bother me with news about her until Phase Two of the plan! Remember?!" Her delicate nose scrunched as she recalled me telling her my ingenious plan; the plan to leave that dumb girl broken, alone, without a friend in the world, then to return and allow her to love me again, so that she would be terrified of being alone, and therefore never leave me. I had developed it after Tanya rejected me.
"I- I'm sorry... But, Edward... she just...-"
"What?! Spit it out!"
"Bella is dead."
I had laughed. I had laughed at Alice, little Alice, and her lovely jokes. I had disregarded her, until she dared to repeat herself. I inquired how she could still move, let alone commit suicide without me telling her- instructing her- what to do.
"She continued without you, Edward. Just as you have obviously continued without her."
"What?! Do you dare to tell me that MY Bella has been whoring herself on the side of the street in that small town? Explain this to me, Alice. Help me understand my little pet's reasoning."
She took a deep breath, her eyes closed. Then, "You left, and the La Push tribe found her on the ground. She was taken back home, and continued to go through the motions of living. I began to get black patches of her life, for some reason, then all I could see was her- in bed- waking up in tears and screaming. Screaming as though she'd been set on fire. Gods, but it was terrible-"
I interrupted her, "Just get to her death, Dearest Alice!"
She cringed, continuing, "Well, the screaming dreams stopped, and began to be replaced with odd ones, like she was dreaming of you-"
"-But that she was doing... random things to see you...? It didn't make any sense. It was as though she were going crazy. The last thing I saw was her, dressed in boy's clothing, holding hands with a blank mass, and jumping off of a La Push cliff. I never saw her head come up...
"This is ridiculous! Don't you understand what you're doing to her, Ed-"
She had gall, attempting to scare me like this; she was a good liar, so good that when I read her mind, it almost sounded real. Almost. But I didn't like reading Alice's mind that much anymore- it was too nice of a place. I'd had it with nice people. None of them were anything compared to My Bella.
Which was why I was on this dingy plane, lounging in the first class seats and sipping rose water, which was somehow something I could taste. I set my beverage down, and checked my expensive watch before heaving a sigh and closing my eyes once more. I missed the way her shampoo and blood scents mixed with rain water. I missed her soft, warm body asleep against mine, the way she liked how I smelled. She was so much better than Tanya. And I was beginning to feel an inkling of affection for her as well.
I imagined what it would be like to see her face again, to envelope her in my arms. To finally drink her blood, or possibly turn her. Nah. I didn't want eternity with that boring little girl. I just needed to possess her. That would be good enough.
Finally, the plane landed, and we took a taxi to Forks from Seattle. I was excited to see my little pet once more, to have her bow down and worship me once more. To do as I asked her without complaint, unlike the idiot members in my boring and clichéd family.
We stopped at her house, paid the driver, and stepped out of the car and into a heavy downpour. I left Alice on the driveway and darted up to her window, opened it, and stepped inside. I did not expect what I saw; the room was completely devoid of My Bella, and instead hosted exercise equipment and a small television. I crept into the other rooms, perusing and growing frantic. I looked in one room, only to see Charlie taking an afternoon nap, seeming to be at least seven years older. I glanced in another room; bathroom, then another; closet. She was gone.
I exited through the window and landed next to a bare tree, then crossed to the front of the house to Alice, and demanded, "Where the hell is she?! And why is Charlie so old now?!"
"Well," she answered calmly, "You left Bella for one year before she jumped off of the cliff, so she is now out of high school. And it took me about six years to find you, because you kept moving around."
I sniffed, then said pointedly, "I had better things to do then answer phone calls and watch the calendar."
She rolled her eyes, then suggested that we go into the cemetery just in case she was correct in her assumptions. I reluctantly agreed, and we sped there as quickly as our legs would carry us.
It was barren, empty, and I looked at Alice questioningly. She shrugged, saying, "C'mon, I know the way to the Swan family plot." I followed her mindlessly through several twisted walkways and over seemingly endless hills. We reached it, I gazed down, and...
She wasn't there. I whipped my head up to glare at her, and she looked confused. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the day that hell freezes over, and our Precious Alice is finally wrong." Her eyes burned into mine, but I just laughed and looked away. I knew she was about to respond when I smelled a familiar scent in the air. Hers. Alice smelled it too, and we took off running.
The landscape melted away from around us as we blindly followed the most delicious smell in the world. We rushed past trees, crumpled grass, flowers and pavement under our feet, until we finally saw the source; the La Push beach.
"We're not al-" Alice started, but I turned to her, finally enraged by her logic, and placed my hands on her throat, as quick as light travels. She let out a manic screech, clawing to get at me, but I was much too big for her, and overpowered her, finally ripping her apart as I had dreamed of doing to someone- anyone- for so long. Her screams fell on deaf ears, and I tore her limbs away from her torso, shredding her up and wrenching out her heart, throwing it a few feet away from us. Her soprano voice was at last silenced as I lit her on fire and continued on to my goal.
I leapt into the taboo place and sprinted, following Bella's smell as I would prey. I sought her out madly, unable to go back had I wanted to. I stopped on a cliff overlooking her new house, and gazed on her for the first time in seven years.
She was still beautiful; her big, chocolate eyes shined with laughter as she brushed long mahogany hair out of her face and played with two small children and a tall, burly man.
"Jake!" I shouted, chuckling. "Don't play with 'Sander that harshly, he could get hurt!" Esmeralda tugged on my sleeve and begged wordlessly for me to pick her up. I lifted my small daughter, gazing into her liquid eyes with adoration. Lysander hooted from his place on Jacob's shoulders, and I smiled at him.
"Mama, look at me! I'm the tallest boy on Earth!" he giggled, and I couldn't help but snort. My cheeks had gotten used to endless smiling a long time ago. At last, I called out that it was time for dinner, and did anyone want to wake up Grandpa Billy for Mommy. The children scrambled inside, and I grinned once more, feeling my husband come up behind me and hug me, while massaging my growing stomach. I turned and kissed him, before walking into the house with him. I turned him once more at the doorway and kissed him passionately before sending him inside so I could pick some flowers for the dinner table. He beamed, and gave my butt a playful pinch before complying. I smiled once more, and bent to gather some daisies growing by the side of the road. I stood, looking over the landscape before my eyes settled on a distant figure.
My heart grew cold, and for the first time in years, the smile left my face. I recognized that stance, the tousled bronze hair...
I turned quickly and entered my home, locking the door behind me.