Rosalie's P.O.V
I've been driving now for around 17 hours. But I don't even know where I'm going. All I'm doing is searching every street, every forest, every PLACE (almost) in America until I find him. Why do I want to find him though? I mean, I should want to throw plates at his head and smash things, and rip him apart limb from limb. Except I don't. I want him to hold me in his tight embrace and tell me it was all a nightmare. Though I know he won't be able to. Because I'm a vampire, and vampire's don't sleep, therefore vampire's don't dream (or have nightmares).
"Stop the car Rose!" Edward...
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