A/N: Hi everyone, welcome to my first Twilight fan-fic. I'm super hyped to be publishing this. This is a CarlislexBella fanfiction, so if you don't like that ship, this fanfiction isn't for you. Please be respectful, this is the first time I've published one of my written stories online. This fanfiction starts a few days before the Cullens are due to leave in the books, but it has many twists that I think you'll like. Disclaimer: Everything in the wonderful world of twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I only take credit for my additional imagination.

Please leave a review? It'd be great for me to hear what you guys think of the story as it progresses. Thank you!

-Cloudzee

Chapter 1: Over My Ashes.

CarlislePOV

"Edward, please, listen to your Mother! We are not leaving Forks! I don't care if you think Bella isn't safe with us around. Even if that is the case, what if Victoria comes the moment we leave? Plus, this won't be good for Bella's well-being! You can't tell her you love her a thousand times, and then just leave her. You know about Alice's vision. Charlie is going to die in the next two months, she'll need us more than ever. She'll need you more than ever, Edward, for God's sake!" Esme placed her hand on my shoulder and squeezed reassuringly, although my face mirrored hers.

I hadn't raised my son to be like this, he was putting us through hell. Ever since the incident at Bella's birthday party, he hadn't been the same, nor had Jasper.

"Well, I'm leaving, with or without you. A clean break is good for Bella, is that not correct?" Edward hissed, making Esme flinch. With that, he turned his back to us and disappeared before either of us could object. Why did he have to do this to us? To Bella? My dead heart would've skipped a beat, if it had the ability to do so. We had to tell Bella that the love of her life had left her, with no warning, no goodbye. This was going to be torture.

"We need to go after him, Carlisle. We can't just let him go! He's our son, for crying out loud!" Emse cried, sobbing in a tearless manner.

"Esme, love. It's his choice. We can't just drag him back here against his will. He's an independent young vampire now, he should be able to do what he likes. Knowing Edward and his maturity, he'll probably find a new, loving mate and start a coven. He is no longer our business, dear." I informed her slowly.

"Carlisle, I love him." She shouted firmly.

"I know you do, dear, he's your son after all, and..." Before I could finish my sentence, Esme silently removed her wedding band, and placed it on my rock-solid palm.

"I really do love him, I say it's time that we all moved on, Carlisle. I love you, you're my brother, best friend, companion. However, I have stronger feeling for Edward than I do for you. I'm sorry, dear." Esme whispered, before turning like Edward before me and gracefully gliding away, leaving no trace of her existence.

I turned, my head full of a grief-ruled mist and saw my remaining children, members of my family frowning sadly at me. Jasper must've given out his share of my sadness.

I wished them all a good night, and placed mine and Esme's wedding bands on the table. I flopped onto my bed and felt like never resurfacing.

BPOV

Chill, Bella. Edward will be here any minute now, he promised you a ride to school, and that is exactly what you will get. I repeated in my head over and over again. Edward was 10 minutes late. The thing that worried me was the fact that Edward was never late. I sighed for the third time that morning and continued to wait patiently.

Around 5 minutes later, Carlisle's Black Mercedes pulled into my driveway, with Carlisle himself sitting in the drivers seat, beckoning me to the passenger's seat. A few butterflies in my stomach made we want to kick myself.

Pull yourself together, Bella, that's Carlisle you're thinking about! Edward's father for God's sake!

I approached the car, and realized something strange. Carlisle's platinum wedding band was missing. Maybe he's lost it? I highly doubted that theory, since vampires had inhuman memories. He looked unusually strange today, his normally god-like face looked tired, guilty and grieving, even.

I slid into the passenger's seat and smiled at him.

"Hi Carlisle, where's Edward, and why aren't you at work?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"Bella," Carlisle began solemnly, his face distressed and upset.

"I'm afraid I have some shocking and upsetting news for you." He whispered, and he told me the story of the night before. Why did everything always happen to me?

A/N: That was my first chapter, ahh! How did it go, guys?
Bella's lullaby inspired me while I was writing this, so credit to Carter Burwell and Stan Whitmire! I'm so excited to start writing the next chapter, are you looking forward to reading it? :)

Please leave a review if you enjoyed! -Cloudzee