EPOV

                I snarled; every shred of calm left me. I was now truly the monster I had named myself. My family turned startled eyes on me. Carlisle’s alone were understanding. Wordlessly, he handed me the paper. I scanned it quickly. It said nothing else accept for an address, date and time. Apparently it was a closed funeral; only a small group of people would be attending. Rosalie slowly walked up to me. I crouched into a defensive position, growling. Emmett moved in front of her and picked up the paper that I had thrown. My family read the paper. I could hear the sympathy in their minds. It was too much. I ran.

                I left the house in a blur of speed. I considered getting into my car, wondered if her scent would still be there. No, I kept going. I ran into the forest, unconscious of a specific destination. I heard my mother’s fear, fear that I would leave again. Distantly, I heard Carlisle comfort her. None of this mattered; all I could see was her face. I could only hear her laugh, her voice. I could picture her kitten-like anger, smell her intoxicating scent. It was impossible that she no longer existed, impossible.

                I found myself in our meadow. I collapsed to the ground in the exact place where we had once sat together. A thousand memories played through my mind. My mid played tricks on me; I thought that I could smell her on the breeze. I took off running again. This time, my family joined me. They ran with me. We ended up at the funeral home. There was a fire in my chest, burning through me with so much intensity that I thought I would die. She couldn’t be-this couldn’t be-

                “Let’s go inside, my son.” Carlisle said. I could see how cautious they were around me. Their instincts recognized what their minds did not want to. I was dangerous. I was a monster. Maybe this was my punishment. I was cursed to live forever without her, knowing that she did not exist any longer. The pain was so intense, I doubled over with it. Esme put a comforting hand on my shoulder, but I shook it off. I was not human enough for comfort at that moment.