A/N: First story on this account! I know you have all read it, but I will say it again: I own nothing, the great Stephenie Meyer created everything! I just improved a bit on the plot. Who needs Edward anyways?

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Prologue

"I've had enough!" I screamed. He looked at me, so sad and hurt. What else could I have done though? He would live forever, and I would die. Wither and die. Of course, maybe if he had tried harder, tried to actually change me or maybe, not screw around with Jessica behind my back.

"Bella, please! I will always love you," he reached towards me, trying to hug me. I shrunk back, knowing that his touch would only make this worse. I knew that Charlie was watching us from the window, his hand resting on his shotgun. As if that could help me if Edward got mad. "Don't you love me, Bella, don't you?"

Only one word could end this relationship now. "No."

I turned and walked back inside, as the rain started to fall. I could hear the soft thump of his knees on the dirt as he fell. His cry of anguish almost stopped me, but I had to keep walking.

The trail from the woods to my house was long for me, each step taking me away from the man I thought was my future. He wasn't a man, not really, just forever a teenager. I couldn't breathe with him, I couldn't do anything, but he could do whatever, and whoever he wanted! Suffocation was the name of his game.

The sound of his dry sobs followed me, serving only to remind me of how different we were, and always would be. When I reached the front door, Charlie gave me a sympathetic smile; he knew that it hurt me to leave Edward. Only a few hours earlier, we had talked, well, shouted, about the "Edward Effect" as Charlie put it.

"Bells, can we talk?" Charlie asked as I walked in the door. I knew something was up. The last time he looked like this he was telling me that my pet rabbit "ran away" over the summer.

"Sure Char-, uh, Dad, what about?" He sighed and looked down. I sat at the kitchen table, waiting for a response. Slowly, Charlie sat down across from me. He sighed again.

"It's about Edward. Well, you and Edward." This time I had to sigh. Every few days he would give me the obnoxious: Edward-is-unhealthy-speech. I was tired though, unsure of how many more times I could hear that Edward would be the death of me. Ha. If only.

"He's bad for you Bells. You used to be so happy, now you only care for looking nice. You haven't talked to Jake for a week now! He misses you!" He stood up, his face turning red with his anger. I stood up too, tired of feeling like a petulant child.

"Charlie! Enough! I love Edward and he loves me. Screw you if you have a problem with that!" We were both red-faced by now.

"This Edward Effect is ruining you Bells! He doesn't deserve you!" He looked at me, pleading with me to understand. He sat down again, resting his head in his hands.

"Dad, what do you mean?" I slowly sat down, looking at him for answers. "Dad?"

"Bella, I saw..." He paused and looked down at the checkered table cloth. He looked up at me and took a large breath of air. "I saw Edward kissing Jessica at the store." I stood up and bolted out of the room.

OHMYGOD OHMYGOD. I knew that Charlie would never lie to me, but I couldn't believe that Edward and Alice, and hell, the rest of the Cullens would lie to me too. They all had to know.

I reached my room before the tears started to fall. For hours I lay on my bed and cried my eyes out. After awhile, Charlie knocked on my door.

"Bells, Edward is here to see you." By the tone of his voice, I could tell that he was just itching to shoot Edward. If it would have done any good, I would have let him.

"I will be down in a minute." I sat up on my bed, knowing what I had to do. As I walked down stairs, I saw Edward look up at me and smile his beautiful smile. I faltered on the bottom step as he walked forward to embrace me. I looked at Charlie and gave wry smile. "Edward, can we go for a quick stroll? Just to the edge of the trees." He smiled at me.

"Of course Love." He grabbed my hand and we walked to the trees.