*I'M NOT S. MEYER and I DON'T OWN TWILIGHT SAGA :)

It Ended in Silence. It Started with Screaming.

Chapter 1: Prologue

Prologue Part 1:

Bella:

"We're leaving Bella."

"Okay, where are we going?" I asked wondering why he was five feet away from me. I took a step forward and froze when he took one back. "...Edward?" I squeaked.

"You're not coming." He said bluntly, cold even. I shivered. The sun was going down and it had nothing to do with that.

"Okay...when are you coming back?" I asked wishing this wasn't heading where I knew it was.

"We won't be back." He told me almost sadly before squaring his shoulders and raising his chin again.

"Ever?" My voice cracked.

"It'll be like we never existed. You'll forget and move on."

Realization dawned on me, I shivered again, and it felt like being stabbed with icicles, "Alice already left...without saying goodbye." I stated it. This was fact.

"They all have been gone for three days."

"Why? Is this because of the birthday thing? Or...the James thing?" It hurt me to say it, the memories of that night with James were still very real and haunting me...but Jasper attacking me was not a big deal - it comes with the territory of being in love with a family of vampires. I can take it. I put myself in that position, I had to take it.

He surprised me shaking his head, "Neither. It's me."

I laughed hysterically now, yeah right, "Do not try this 'it's not you it's me' thing with me Edward!"

"Fine... It's you Bella."

I froze. A gasp of air escaped me. I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, trampled by horses and hit by a truck all simultaneously. I was crying now, I couldn't help it. From the moment I met Edward and we began this relationship I had been waiting for him to come to his senses. What could he possibly want with a plain girl like me? A Greek God that would be seventeen forever and a boring, klutzy child, and soon to be old woman? It was doomed from the start. The odds were against us...not just the fact that my blood sang for him, that he was constantly fighting the urge to kill me...but the fact that he was perfect and I wasn't even close. Not even a step in that direction.

"You don't want me." It wasn't a question.

"You're not good for me Bella." he told me what I already knew.

"And Alice?" I was good for Alice; we loved each other. We were like sisters. No we were sisters...so why would she leave me? Especially if she knew he would be?

"You're not good for any of us," he stated flatly. No emotion came from his voice. I believed his every word now.

Scratch my earlier statement, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach, trampled by horses, hit by a truck, stabbed in the chest, had my heart ripped out and tore into pieces before he kicked dirt on it. Not only did my boyfriend not want me, but also my own best friend didn't want me around. I didn't think my plainness or humanity really bothered Alice - if anything she enjoyed it - because it meant lots of Bella Barbie times where she spent hours trying to perfect me...but she left without saying goodbye...this made sense. She didn't want me either.

I turned and headed further into the woods, I was leaving the trail and the man I loved behind me, the tears were pouring down my face and I was trying hard not to breathe. The small breaths I could manage shook my body violently - I couldn't let him see me like that. Couldn't let him know he broke me.

"Where are you going?" he called, now 10 feet away.

I didn't turn my head, I couldn't, "For a walk...it's why I came in here." I said low, but I knew he heard me.

"Wait, you're leaving just like that?" he sounded confused...almost disbelieving. Of course, he thought you'd fight him on this - not give him the freedom he so desperately craves, I thought. It made sense now, why he sucked the venom back out when James bit me. It all clicked. He didn't want me around and he knew it then - if I were turned he'd be stuck…for eternity.

"Yes. Just like that." I whispered, the only voice I could manage. Desperately trying to hide my pain.

I felt him turn me around, I hadn't even heard him approaching, "Bella! At least let me walk you home." His hand was gripping my shoulder.

I used my strength to remove his hand; it was leaving a freezing reminder in my skin of how he wasn't mine anymore. This touch was not mine, not for me. "Don't. Touch. Me." I choked out with as much ferocity as I could, his hand dropped to his side, he looked surprised. This angered me. Why the hell should he be surprised, this is what he wanted was it not?

"Bella, please, let me walk you home, you can't go into the woods alone - you don't know what's out there." he was pleading with me but there was still not emotion. It was stern almost commanding.

I looked into his eyes, they were black now and I wished my own could reflect hatred like his were...but mine were still chocolate brown...full of love. "Look Edward, I love you and I always will - it won't be like you never existed because I will never forget you... I know that I can't have it both ways - I will remember you but I won't have you. I can take it if that's what you want, but you can't make me forget. And as for what's out there - you've been saying it since the start - I'm in danger around you, the vampire is right here - inflicting his damage he warned me about - what could possibly be out there." I spat.

"Bella." his own voice broke but I was just getting started. I was angry with him now. Why couldn't he just let me leave, just like he wanted? I would only be able to fight the urge to try to make him hold me for so long.

I cut him off before he could speak anything more, "You either want me or you don't. If you do, then take me home but if you don't - fine, it was bound to happen - but if that's what you want you leave me to make my own damn decisions. You can't have it both ways either."

With that I turned on my heel and stalked further away. I chanced one last fleeting glance behind me. A last chance to memorize his golden hair, his strong chiseled body, the gorgeous jaw line and his beautiful lips

- But he was already gone.

Prologue Part 2: 10 years later.

The gorgeous vampire paused before me. His hair a bronze hue to it, his eyes a brilliant shade of butterscotch...deep and beckoning. He was wanting...but what? I mean I knew I looked pretty good being what I am, but honestly, I had seen better female's that were human...he, the epitome of the God Adonis couldn't possibly want me? I almost laughed out loud.

"Bella?"

"Isa-" I corrected.

"...Isabella?" he asked as his eyes screwed up...he looked confused.

"...Yeah...Isabella..." I said it slower for him to catch up.

"No. Bella." he stated - this time it wasn't a question.

What was with this guy? Trying to tell me my name wasn't actually my name. Trying to give me a nickname when I had just met him 11..12..13 seconds ago? "You're not too bright are you? Kind of dense? Not the sharpest tool in the shed? Wheels don't go all the way around? You're shoes don't lace all the way up? You're pants are missing their pockets?" I had a million of these and I was enjoying putting them to use until he held up his hands to stop me. I took a step back as he took one forward. His face was still screwed up, his eyebrows cocked together.

"Are you joking with me?"

Wow. Seriously! Idiot. Squinting my eyes in a mocking fashion and lifting an eyebrow up I said, "Did that really sound like I was joking...'cause you know you are kind of proving my point."

"I'm not slow Bella," he almost growled.

"Isa-" I corrected again. I said it slowly; emphasizing the three letters hoping his mind could catch up.

"What happened to you?" he asked cautiously...almost hurt.

That was a good question...