"I don't want you anymore, Bella." Edward was serious this time, he wasn't trying to protect me. It wasn't like the last time he left because he thought he was taking away my life from me. No, this was entirely different.

"Edward, please." I was almost on my knees, I couldn't take this. Again.

His eyes, his black eyes, stung like torpedoes. "I'll do anything, be anything for you Edward. Please!"

He sighed, the slightest hint of sadness escaping him, "It's not like that, Bella. I just don't want you like I did. I'm sorry for doing this again, but this time it will be for good. You will never see me again. Don't even try to come looking for me, and don't try to cheat and go jumping off a cliff," I winced, "Don't die because of me. This is like any other breakup."

My heart broke then. "No, Edward, it's not. I still love you."

He shook his head, "My family will take care of you. Be good, Bella."

And he was gone. Taking all his love with him, and leaving me shattered, behind. How could he ask so much of me? How could I still love him after he had stolen what was my now diminished soul.

The cold wind and rain of Forks was surrounding me with loneliness. I would never see him again. He didn't even kiss me on the head like last time; didn't even shake my hand and tell me we could be friends. No, he made it the most easy for him, and broke me in half in the process.

"I still love you Edward." I repeated into the rigid air, but I knew that even if he could hear me, he still wouldn't care.

"Bella?" Carlisle was bending over me, with his usual concerned face on.

I don't know how I got to the Cullen's place, or why I had even decided to come here after he left. "Carlisle?" I barely breathed loud enough so that he could hear me. His frown deepened, and in one fluid motion he picked me up and held me in his arms. I buried my face deep into the crevice of his arm, and let the tears run. He sat down on the couch, still holding me, and waited until I was done.

Finally, I wiped the tears from my red eyes and the snot from my nose. I looked at his shirt which was covered in snot from resting against it. "Oh god Carlisle, I'm sorry." My voice was shaky, and I was freezing. He held me tighter.

"Don't worry about it, that's what washing machines are for," He smiled, attempting to get me to laugh, "Look Bella, I know what he did to you. And I'd say I'm sorry a million times over if I thought it would help. What he did to you was wrong. But me and Jasper, we're here for you, I promise." I wiped some more snot from my nose and looked up at him. "When you say you and Jasper..." He sighed and gripped my hand. "I mean only me and Jasper. The rest of the family went with... Edward." I looked away when I heard his name. "Even Esme and Alice? Why would they leave you guys?"

I could hear Carlisle chuckle like it was some kind of twisted joke, "Esme felt it would be... better if she stayed with the rest of the family. She wasn't very happy with my decision to stay behind. Alice will visit Jasper from time to time, but I've already made the assumption that she will move on."

He played with my fingers while watching my reaction. "This isn't fair, Carlisle."

"I know," He smiled, "Life has long since been fair."

It was then that Jasper walked into the room. He shifted uncomfortably when he noticed me in Carlisle's lap. Carlisle chuckled quietly, then turned serious. "Jasper, Bella will be living with us now. We're going to have to make some changes, like cooking-." "No! You don't have to do anything for me; I can cook. Please, don't worry about me." I pleaded, and Carlisle looked over at me like he wasn't so sure. "OK then. Well, we'll have to figure out a place for you to sleep. I'd say in... well, we'll figure it out later."

"It is later, Carlisle," Jasper was being really quiet, something I had grown accustomed to over the years. "And if I'm guessing correctly, Bella looks pretty tired. She's had quite a day." Carlisle nodded, and looked down at me. His golden eyes looked so soft, it made me sad. "I'm the only one who actually has a bed in their room, seeing as we don't require one. You can sleep in it." I nodded politely and tried to get up, but his arm closed in around me. "Allow me." He said softly, and carried me up the stairs. I smiled at Jasper on the way out, but he didn't return it. It made me feel uneasy to see him so... well, dead. And to top it off, his eyes were pitch black, not something I wanted to mess with.

Carlisle set me down on his king sized bed and tucked me under the covers like a little girl. "You're doing so well Bella." He kissed my head and lingered there for a minute. I could see that his eyes were closed, and that he was in deep thought. "Carlisle...?" He opened his eyes, the moment apparently gone. "Good night, Bella."

He was gone. Gone. I didn't like that word.

I tried to cuddle up into the blankets and fall asleep, but it was almost impossible. I wanted to sing my lullaby, but when I started to hum it, it only brought tears to my eyes. I was so weak, so fragile. No wonder Edward didn't want me; how could I compare to some other vampire girl? I couldn't, I just wasn't enough.

I had nightmares that night. In fact, it was plural, more than one nightmare. It was a mix of Edward leaving with a hint of Carlisle getting mad at me. But the most unpleasant nightmare I had was of Jasper; he was pushing me against a balcony, trying to bite me neck.

"No, Jasper, please!" One of his hands was tugging at my shirt while the other was pressing me against the balcony. His teeth were positioned right next to my neck, making me wimper. "Shh, Bella, it will all be over soon."

"No!" My heart was racing as I woke straight up in Carlisle's bed. The sunlight was just coming in through the curtains, bright enough to make me cover my eyes. Something sparkled in the corner. Another gasp came from my mouth. "Jasper! I didn't know you were here!" He smiled, his pointy teeth glimmering in the light, reminding me of my most recent dream. I shivered as he came over to my bed. "Bella, do you ever calm down? You're as stiff as a rock." A flow of calmness settled over me, and I smiled. "Thanks. And you don't have to calm me down like that." He grunted and walked to the door. "Against your protest, Carlisle has made you breakfast." I moaned, "Why didn't you stop him?" His smile widened, "What do you want me to do? Hide you under the covers and tell him that I ate you up?" I bit my lip as he said that, and his smile faded. "I'm sorry." He walked quickly out of the room.

I laughed, I hadn't met to make him go away. But it was probably for the best; Jasper's eyes were still black, and knowing me, I would do something drastic to make him attack me. Accidentally of course. And I wasn't in for being attacked by Jasper, especially not after that dream I had of him.

Carlisle was in the kitchen humming a happy song. When he heard me come in, he smiled wide and opened up his arms for a hug. "Please don't hurt me, Isabella. I couldn't help myself." I hugged him, conscious of him using my full name. "Only today though. You have other stuff to do. Like...," I looked at his eyes which were darker then I had remembered them being yesterday, "Like hunting." He shook his head as he placed a plate full of strawberry pancakes in front of me. "I'm not leaving you alone so soon."

I smiled, Carlisle was always so sweet and caring. How Esme could leave him was beyond me. If I was just a little bit older, give or take a few centuries, I wouldn't mind going for him. He was beautiful, charming, and cunning. The only thing was that I was none of those things, and it would be just like Edward all over again. "Bella?" Carlisle's voice was full of worry; he must have seen the multitude of faces I had made during my contemplation. "Sorry, just daydreaming." I flashed him a big grin that he returned.

A pain struck my chest when he smiled; it was just like Edward's. My favorite crooked smile. I felt the urge to kiss him, to never let go, to beg him to stay with me forever. I was getting dizzy, and my eyes were watering up. "Bella." His eyes watched me as I swayed.

"I don't want you anymore, Bella."

The tears were really starting to come down now, and I was hyperventilating. The world was spinning out of orbit. I was truly losing it. Carlisle's strong hands caught me as I started to fall from my chair; his arms picking me up and setting me in his lap. When would Carlisle not want me? Tomorrow? Today? I was so weak, so useless, and nothing but a hassle to him and Jasper. I was nothing, and I would never be something. Always weak Bella, disrupting the Cullen's life and separating their family.

Carlisle would never love me.

I could hear my heart stopping and the distant cry of my name as I counted my last breaths. What had I done to get such patient people like Carlisle? I didn't even deserve him.

The beats of my heart were almost gone, and I was quietly thankful. No more harm would ever come to the Cullens now that I was dying. No more...

"Don't die because of me. This is like any other breakup." Edward's voice still rang in my ears.