Disclaimer: I do not own any part of the Twilight saga except for the tears shed and the laughs while reading them... Oh, and a lovely worn out set of them(: Edward, Bella, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, Rosalie, Esme, Carlisle and any other of the characters I use belong to Stepheine Meyer. I do not own any of the songs used either. Those songs are souly the property of those artists.

A/N: Here's my new story I've been talking about!(: Updates probably won't be as frequent as I'd like, because my main focus right now is The Only Exception.

This story will be a mix of Bella and Edward's points of view... I might cut to into and out of their minds throughout a chapter, unlike I normally do.

Chapter 1. Edward's POV

I leaned into the microphone and started singing softly and strumming the chords of our newest song and my oldest heartbreak.

"I'm desprate to know how you are,
I hope you're deep asleep.
I've been awake for days,
Trying to study every inch of your body
In this picture, from a distant day
When I could safely say
Nothing in this world could tear me down in any way.

But like a dream you disappeared
Without a sound, without a trace,"

Jasper joined me then, backing me up on vocals.

"Sleep well, darling, wherever you are,
I hope that you're happy tonight
And maybe you found someone who will love you right.
Sleep well, darling
I'm desperate to say I need you now more than ever
But all I could say was goodnight,"

I sang alone again.

"This is for a girl back home
She tore down all my walls.
Left me for all she'd known,
But I pushed it all away from me.
And no no, even if I knew
Even if I knew what to say to you
It's just too late to make you stay,
I'm sick of fighting this broken fate.

That someone else get's to tell you
That you're beautiful,"

Jasper's voice came in again, but I really wasn't paying any attention. I was consintrating on keeping the façade up.

"Sleep well, darling, whever you are,
I hope that you're happy tonight
And maybe you found someone to love you right
Sleep well, darling.
I'm desperate to say I need you now more than ever
But all I could say was goodnight,"

I continued stroking the guitar for a while then sang again with Jazz.

"It's the last thing I want,
But it's all that I've got.
It's the last thing I need,
But I still carry you in my heart.
In my heart.

It's the last thing I want,
But it's all that I've got.
It's the last thing I need,
But I still carry you in my heart.
In my heart.

Sleep well, darling, wherever you are
I hope that you're happy tonight
And maybe you found someone to love you right
Sleep well, darling.
I'm desperate to say I need you now more than ever
But all I could say was goodnight."

We held the last word and the song ended, the audience errupting in aplause.

I smiled, but it was just a mask.

"Thanks guys! That was the last song for the night, unfortantly," what a lie. "We're heading back to our hometown tonight, so we've got to get going."

I ran off stage, well it was more like sprinted. I focused on my breathing; I was not going to breakdown. I was strong and it was years ago.

"Edward, man, are you alright?" Emmett asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

"God, dude. I miss her so much," I blurted out without thinking about it.

He sighed, "I know. I miss Rosie too."

Jasper joined us, "And Alice. Can't forget her." He gave us a small smile. Emmett and I matched it because it was true, you could never forget Alice, she was just too... Too Alice. But Bella's image was still burnt into my mind.

I groaned, dropping to the floor and letting my hands sink in my head. "How could I have been so stupid? I hurt her so much. I- I didn't even get a chance to explain anything," I grumbled to no one inparticular.

"You know, we can drop that song. Tell the record company we don't feel comfortable playing it," Jasper suggested, "I mean, it brings back horrible memories for all of us."

I sighed, looking up, "No, guys. Did you hear the reaction to that song? It's way too good to give up."

Emmett nodded, eyeing me to make sure I was alright.

I put the mask back on and scrambled to my feet.

"Well guys, let's stop moping around and get to mom and dad!" My brothers knew that I was just faking the excitment, although we were all glad to be back home for a week, we were anxious too. I mean, Forks is a little town. It would be easy to bump into one of the three.

"Edward?" our managers voice sounded behind us.

I turned around, "Yeah, Gabe?" His real name was Gabrielle, but the three of us had taken to the nickname.

"This is for you. Doesn't have a return address though. Wierd," he handed me a white envelope. It didn't have a return address, like he said. I got a bunch of fan letters, but they always had a name and address to write back to or something.

"And here's the rest of them," he said, grabbing a giant bag and handing it to Emmett. He was the biggest of us and it'd be easiest for him to carry.

"Thanks. See you in a week!" Jasper called as we headed for Emmett's Jeep we used as a touring van.

When we were traveling a lot we would take our actual tour bus, but we hated it. Worst of the Best, our band, had been really popular since senior year in high school. This last year we were somewhere in between All Time Low and the Maine popularity wise.

I was still flipping the little white envelope around in my hands when Jasper suggested we look through the fan mail to pass the time.

"Ooh, read 'em out loud!" Emmett boomed from the driver's seat, "There's always funny ones but since I can't read while driving..." he trailed off, we got his point though.

Jasper handed me a stack of paper, so I stuffed the letter in my back pocket.

"Dear Ed, Jazz, and Em," Jasper read, snickering because he knew I hated any nicknames, "You're all so cute! I can't believe I get to see you in August. You're music is the bestest! My favorite's Prom Song. I'll be counting down the days! Kisses, Jamie."

Emmett chuckled, but it wasn't as funny as some of the other one's we've gotten.

I ripped open the one I had.

I skimmed it and laughed loudly. It was just for Jasper.

I cleared my throat then started reciting, "Jazzy you're so hot! I saw you guys play back in December and OMG, I almost died from singing so loudly. I couldn't take my eyes off you. I lost my voice the day after too. Lmao. Alright, so you should text me sometime my number is..." I didn't even say the number aloud, knowing he wouldn't, "Love you! Amber," I stopped reading then and looked up, "Aw, she even drew a little heart!" Jasper's eyes were wide and his face was beat red, which made me and Emmett laugh.

I got a letter from a potentional stalker that Jasper read off and one from some chick who already thought I was her boyfriend. There was also one from our high school sluts, Lauren, Jessica, and Tanya. They had moved to Seattle, which I thought was funny because we weren't ever going there now. Alright, we probably would, but we would be in diguise...

"Eddie!" Emmett boomed after we laughed off the creepiness of the last letter in the pile, "What's that letter you got from Gaby Baby say?" Emmett's got some strange nicknames for people...

I shrugged, "Haven't read it yet."

"Open it!" Jasper and Emmett yelled laughing.

"Fine, jeez." I grabbed the letter and opened it. Something about the hand writting was familiar, but I shrugged it off. Just probably some wierd fan again that was memorable.

"Edward," I read aloud, "I feel so stupid for even writing this. It's been... Years and now you're all famous and shit. I'm sure you wouldn't want to take me back. Or talk even," I paused was it... Nah. I didn't look down at the signature incase it was, though. I wanted it to be a surprise if it was, "I heard you were coming back around Washington and well... We never got the chance to talk about what happened."

I stopped reading out loud then. My eyes ran over the rest of the letter, not believing it.

If you do want to talk, meet me at our secret place at one in the afternoon on May 29th. Knowing you you're probably reading this out loud to your brothers, and I don't know about you but I haven't told Rose or Alice. Tell Jasper and Emmett I said hi and I miss them. I miss you, too.

Bella

"Oh. My. God," I said to my brothers. The shock still hadn't worn off so the letter hadn't sunk in yet.

"Give me that!" Emmett said, ripping it from me. He would read a few words and look up, as to not crash. "Wow." He handed it to Jasper and he read it, with pretty much the same response.

"I don't think a little white envelope has ever looked so good," I said, gazing down at the envelope, blank but my name and address to reach me at, but only seeing Bella.

"You gonna go?" Emmett asked me after silence.

"What's today?" I asked.

"The 28th..." Jasper answered.

We were in San Fransico and it was 11:30. It would take a little over twelve hours to get there. Oh, no...

"Shit, dude! Step on it! Go, go, Go!" I screamed and Emmett. He press the gas harder.

Make it a little under twelve hours.

A/N: Alrighty, I came up with the band name all by myself, I'm so proud(: Actually, I was listening to the song Mr. Right by A Rocket to the Moon and there's a line that goes 'you could be the best of me when I'm the worst for you' and it came from there... Sorta.

Songs/lyrics mentioned: Sun by Daphne Loves Derby & Prom Song by Eleventyseven. The last band isn't very popular, but they're great! You should check them out!(: I got to see them play live at the little festival in my town on... Hm, it would have been Saturday. They were spectacular. Best band of the day!

Every chapter is going to have a different song, so when this story is over I'll make a list and post it, then make a playlist or something. Sound good?

Oh, and for all of those who are wondering, JIC stands for Just In Case. I use it when I'm texting sometimes...

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