AN: Surprise! I'm back. No, you're not hallucinating. And, yes, I'm continuing this story. Wow, shock? I understand. I has been 4 months since my last chapter. Unfortunately, this isn't a new chapter - though not another Author Note, thank God. I just thought you might appreciate a little sneak preview on the upcoming chapter. I haven't finish written it yet though, but I have a good idea on what I'm going to write so it shouldn't be too long. The whole chapter of this one should probably be up in the next two weeks. Enjoy!

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I realized I had experience this feeling before. I tried to identify when, and to my horror, it was the exact feelings I had when I left Bella. When I walked away from her.

Despite how much I didn't want to, a pattern was starting to form beneath my mind. This couldn't be a coincident, could it? Does this mean that Bella's... walking away from me? That she's going to be out of my reach?

It's not as though Bella can actually walk though, not in the state she's in. I highly doubt she'd be able to take off when my arms was wrapped tightly around her body. I had half a mind to merely grab hold of Bella's decaying body and flee from this battlefield, to take flight for safety.

The only thing holding me back was Bella.

I was all too aware of Bella's reaction when she wakes – if she ever arise – and I didn't dare face the wrath of her then. I had no doubt that Bella would be incredibly resentful if she discovered my cowardly take off, deserting my – our – families to fend for themselves.

A small part of me that was still focused on the battle registered a women's voice. Victoria's to be exact. No matter how much I desired her to be silent so I can continue cradling my love, it was hard to ignore her voice when she was screeching angrily, like a ferocious cat that had its prey stolen from it.

Wishing for something else to concentrate on instead of guilt and despair, my mind automatically clicked to Victoria. It was all her fault. Gradually, I could've won Bella back, could've had her by my side, could've had her stay with me forever – she destroyed it all. Not only did she damage Bella, Victoria also shattered my dream.

Bella.

Bella was her prey. My Bella. Her aim was to destroy Bella, not me. Her goal all along was to make Bella disappear from my side. And she had succeeded. Perhaps not in the way she'd planned, but it happened nonetheless.

I heard a strangled growl, and wondered idly who can possibly sound so defeated. It took my a moment to realize that the unfamiliar growl had came out from my very own lips. Was this how I sounded? How I felt? If so, then I must be utterly pathetic. Afterall, even in my angriest state, my voice only sounded hollow with no hint of strength.

Unbelievable anger overcame my entire my body and my grip on Bella loosened .Anger filled my heart and I blamed Alice for not seeing this. At Esme for not being able to protect herself. At Rosalie for persuading me to leave Bella. At Victoria for taking away my only happiness. But most important of all, I was angry at the entire situation and myself. How could I have let a lady defend a man? How can fate be so cruel?

I gently laid Bella on the ground and smoothed out her hair. She looked like an angel; her hair flowing out like a halo, her sweet lips curved into a shape that's could be mistaken for a smile, her eyelashes rested on her face, each one flicking out as it touched upon her skin. My love almost seemed in peace.

But she wasn't, and Victoria was the one to blame.

A red haze clouded my mind.

A/N: So... that's it. I know it's short. I know it's kind of cr*p. But at least I'd wrote it! Anyway, hope you enjoyed it and please, leave your opinions by clicking that lil' review box underneath. Thanks!