Im sorry for not updating anything sooner, but I was on a campament and on vacation, I promise I will be updating sooner-

Okay so I was listening to a song last week, and I came with this idea for a story. I will update all you need is love soon, I just had the idea fresh on my head for this one.

So tell me if you like it, or if youd prefer me to continue on the other one.

Thanks, xo

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September 13

(EPOV)

8:05 a.m.

"Happy birthday, Bella!" Alice said eagerly as Bella skipped to where we were standing. Sometimes nobody could turn her mood down.

"Shh!" Bella hissed, glancing around the parking lot to be sure nobody heard her. "Alice, I told you, I don't want anybody, and by that I mean you and your family, to wish me a happy birthday."

Alice's face fell a little, "So you don't want to even see what I bought you?" Her eyes were glowing with expectations. But Bella's face was hard when she answered, "Alice I thought we had this conversation before. No, I don't want presents. No, I don't want a party. And no, I don't like celebrating the fact that starting today I'm no longer seventeen." She stated firmly, as in saying that there'll be no further discussion on this subject.

"Okay…," My sister was slowly processing Bella's mood. If there was someone that could turn down Alice's excitement it was my Bella. "Well I see you later I guess." She stormed off without the opportunity to showed Bella her present.

I sighed, "Well that was… not nice." I said as I turned around to face Bella. She was as breathtaking as the first day I met her, and I meant that in every way possible. Her high cheekbones perfectly set, the light shade of brown of her hair, those full lips… her tiny and slim frame set in a stance of annoyance and determination. And those big brown eyes that were like chocolate pools looking straight into my soul; only if I had one, I remember darkly. And that fragance, mouthwatering as ever. But I was way past the bloodlust over Bella. Only love was left, and other feelings I must say...

I offered her my hand and she gladly took it, the creases of preoccupation in her forehead immediately disappearing. I gave her a gentle squeeze, "So, as discussed, I am not allowed to wish you a happy birthday, is that correct?" The fact that she didn't enjoyed little things like birthdays that celebrate each one's humanity was understandable, but at the same time it was unnerving. It was for my cause that she wanted to die, to end her life even though it had barely started. Why couldn't she embrace her humanity? An angel like her couldn't be meant to become a grotesque monster like myself. At moments like this I truly, truly hate myself.

"You are correct," She sighed, and the crease in her forehead returned.

I reached for her face and traced one of my fingers around her perfect warm lips, "What is wrong, love? Why are you so bitter about this birthday issue? Why can't you see clearly all the things that you are missing? It's just a birthday. I understand you don't appreciate that people spend money on you, but you too need to understand that they are just blissfully happy for you. They want to celebrate the fact that you are now one year wiser, one year more beautiful, one year more as a part of their lives, one—" she interrupted me abruptly by covering my mouth with her small hand. I kissed it instinctively.

"One year older than you," She looked me straight in the eye as if to communicate something crucial. "Because you're never going to age, while every minute that passes I get older and older." She finished, she tried to remove her hand from my mouth but I just held it to my cold cheek.

"Is that what has been bothering you? That you are somehow going to be older than me?" She nodded. "That's the way its suppose to happen Bella, people are suppose to grow older and change and learn, and hopefully someday to be lucky enough to pass their knowledge and experiences to their children and so on. You don't understand. Not yet." Why couldn't she understand?

"Understand what, Edward? That you are going to be perfect and young forever. That you get to see the whole world, appreciate things that people like me couldn't even imagine…," This time her voice was shaking with anger and tears were pooling in her eyes. "To be with the one you love till the end of times, and still you are banning me from it. Well then Edward, no I don't understand." Tears falling freely now. Anger was boiling in me, not because of her, but for myself. I utterly hate myself a little more every time I make her cry. Angels shouldn't cry, no they shouldn't.

I grabbed her wrists and stared at her, unleashing all the power of my eyes in her, "You only see things that are irrelevant Bella, if you stay with me that means that you'll be damned to an endless night, you won't ever feel adrenaline, nor the familiar sensation of blood rushing to warm your cheeks, nor the commodity of a nap after a long day of work. You won't ever learn from your mistakes, because you'll never fall again, you wouldn't be able to have children and I know you keep telling me that you don't care, but Bella believe me, you will. And this right here," I gently traced that little scar just above her left eyebrow, which she got her first day at the Newton Outfitters, where she stomped a wall running because she noticed she was late. "Will be gone; those little things that make you who you are will be gone as well, you think you don't mind, but you will. You are far too perfect to become someone like myself; I won't make you go through it. Ever. You're soul is way too precious for me to even begin to think about risking it. Understood?" She stared at me for what felt like an enernity, trying to find the tiniest bit of indecision, obviously she didn't. Finally she nodded while she sobbed in my chest. I sighed, for now the subject was over, but I didn't doubt it will last long for it to come again.

She raised her face to look at me through her eyelashes, since I am much taller than she is. "But Edward, how will you stay with me like you promised, then?" She said through tears. Ugh, the answer to her question wasn't something I'd like to tell her for now. So I just resolved not to.

"Bella, why don't we talk about this later? Today is your day, although you may not agree with it, today it is an obligation to be happy." I said the last part half jokingly; I felt that she deserved to be happy now more than ever. I couldn't even bear to tell her that the day of her death I was planning on going to Italy to ask for my own… I thought about it recently, I wasn't sure exactly how, but truly how can I live in a world where she doesn't exist? It is just not possible.

"Okay," She smiled. "Let's go now before Emmet comes and hugs me to death." The air was filled with the blissfully sound of her laugh. That's the only sound that can make me grin so effortlessly…

7:06 p.m.

"Alice don't be so stubborn. I know she'll come, trust me." I tried for the tenth time to convince my little pixie of a sister that Bella was coming to our house for the party. Well she technically didn't know it was a party. Alright, she thought I was going to take her to our meadow, and that I lend my Volvo to Rosalie since she wanted to tune it up a bit, so she needed to come in her truck so we could stayed inconspicuous to Charlie. One big fat lie. Well she's going to thank me in the end… Or not.

"Edward….," Alice warned me through gritted teeth. Since we came to school she kept having visions of Bella not coming. I wasn't surprised, Bella was smart enough to figure out our little master plan. But anyway I knew she was coming, she couldn't do this to us. Not her. Alice on the other hand started fidgeting through Bella's future hoping she will change your mind. Whenever Bella decided she will, my little sister screamed "Yesssssssss!", whenever Bella didn't all the house could hear a loud "Awwww!" Yes, it was getting unnerving.

She was about to start sobbing and screaming at the same time, so I grabbed her by the wrists and held her face just inches away from mine. Desperate situations require desperate measures.

"Alice stop it damn it!" I'm not usually the one to curse, so this took her by surprise. If she wasn't so busy interfering with Bella's future, it wouldn't have been. "Listen, if she's coming or not it's her decision. It's her birthday, and as much as I… we want her all here, it's something we can't and must not control." There. Now be quiet.

She was about to say something when suddenly her eyes widened, "Oh my God!" Her mind was all fuzzy and full of clothes and presents. I couldn't understand anything.

"Alice what's going on, its Bella okay? Is she hurt? Tell me!" She started bouncing and for just a split of a second I could figure what had her all bouncy. I grinned to myself.

"God Alice what are you shouting about?" Emmet said, as he entered into the room wearing a black helmet.

"She's coming! She's coming!" Alice yelled so frantically that it was even hard for me to catch everything. "It's settled, no changing her mind. She's on her way now! And I lost so many time, come on everybody we need to fix everything…!" She said excitedly while she fumbled over the house, probably already with Esme's help, arranging everything for Bella.

I sighed, it was difficult even for a vampire to be at the same level of eagerness as Alice. Suddenly something came to my mind. Something was wrong: Emmet was thinking of Algebra.

"Hey Emmet," I started friendly. He turned around in my direction, but started thinking about Rosalie in ways I'll rather keep for myself. Even better, Emmet could try to keep them for himself exclusively. God, was it so hard to remember that they live with a mind reader? "Why are you wearing a helmet?" He turned to look at me wide eyed, as if I committed an unforgiving crime. Then I saw it.

"Oh, this? Well, it's a funny story, you see…" He said reaching up to touch the helmet. He started babbling something but I couldn't follow him. In fact, right now I couldn't talk to anyone. The anger that was flooding inside my body was blinding every other sense of altruism.

In one second I launched myself at Emmet and had him pinned to the ground. "What were you thinking you moron!" I growled at him. I'm not usually up to violence, but sometimes my temper is hard to control. Times like these, for example.

"Edward just... Ouch, let me explain." I cut him mid-sentence with a punch straight to his jaw. "Dude just wait a minute!" Please, if there's a God out there don't let Edward rip my limbs and burn me to shreds. I am way to cool for that. Please, I'm sorry for calling Edward a prude and hiding Alice's clothes... Ugh, Emmet's thoughts were absurd. If I wasn't so mad at him, I'll probably be laughing.

"Explain what, Emmet?! That you decided to buy my Bella a bike? That for you is more important your personal entertainment than her security?" It was plain ridiculous to give Bella a bike, she would probably fall from it, or crash it, or... I don't want to even think about it.

"Edward what are you talking about? I love Bella I would never hurt her, it's just a gift I thought she was going to like..." Emmet was giving me the puppy look, which apparently the whole Cullen family have mastered. I sighed, "God it's just a bike, chill man..." he said under his breath. The next thing I knew Carlisle and Jasper had a good grip on each of my arms. Emmet, on the other hand was sobbing and rubbing his jaw.

Suddenly Esme appear in the room, "Enough! Bella is coming soon and I need you all in your best behavior, Alice is almost finishing and..." She stopped talking as soon as she heard Alice's gasp in the living room. We all knew what that meant.

Only I knew exactly what it was. That moment right there, that precise instant ended my life. I died that day, in that moment.

(APOV)

7:08 p.m.

"Alice, Alice! Answer me darling, what happened?" Jasperkept shaking me desperately. Esme was also trying to get me to say something coherent, without success I must add. There was nothing much I could say. Jasper kept talking and shaking my shoulders gently. I could feel the worrying in his voice, but I just raised my head to be sure. There it was, the look in his eyes told me that he was suffering. The look in the eyes that nobody should ever have. I guess I will have to live with that too. Jazz should never suffer, but somehow we all will.

"I'm sorry, I am so terribly sorry Jazz..." I continue to sob with my head between me arms, waiting for tears that would never come. There was nothing I could do now. I never felt so... so useless and helpless.

The minute I had the vision Edward saw it in his head and went running through the door. Emmet and Carlisle went after him, while Rose just kept demanding for explanations. Poor Edward. Running towards the reason of his existence. Always running... you know, Edward has always been the fastest in our family, nobody could ever outrun him, but I am afraid this time he just wasn't fast enough. i wasn't fast enough. And now we all have hell to pay.

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Well there it is, end of chapter. I was listening to Ladder to the Sun when I finished it, so you can blame it on the song : )

Hope you like it, and review if you please. Btw I finished reading The Time Traveler's wife today, I highly recommend it to everyone. The movie will be great.

Well thanks again. Much more drama to come, but also a lot of fun