Title: Fixing Bella

Chapter 1

Authors note: First story hope you like it! I plan to update every Monday. WARNING: May not be for everyone. If you don't like it, please click away. I write for my fans, and for myself. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer, I just borrow her characters. First chapter is short, the others will be longer once I start going.

EPOV

It's funny how one lie could ruin a persons life. Rather sad actually. I replayed the scene over and over in my head. My cruel words digging into her heart like a shovel in the dirt. That was a moment in time I regret every minute of everyday.

"I am too good for you Bella, I protect you day in and day out. Yet in return you give me what? Nothing. My family and I are leaving Forks. Forever. We are not coming back. And honestly I don't want to. I can't even bare to look at you." I tell my sweet Isabella. I had to lie. It was the only way I could go. I HAD to hurt her.

"Edward. Where is this coming from? I thought we were happy." Bella said trying to hold back he tears that she was keeping inside.

"Isabella, it is for the best. I don't love you anymore. There is no need to stay and play with your heart, it is better to leave now." I said making my point clear. My lie.

"Please, Edward. Let's talk about this. What did I even do?" she asked.

"Nothing. You didn't do anything. I knew I should have left sooner. I'm sorry this is hurting you." I said trying to look past her eyes. It killed me to see her with tears.

"Don't leave.." she said. The tears started to pour out. I see them rolling down her cheeks.

"This is goodbye Bella. I'm leaving. Just one more thing. Live your life, and move on from me. But please, please Isabella. Don't do anything reckless. I don't want you to get hurt." I said looking for an answer in her eyes. I was disappointed.

"I'll always love you. Please can we talk?" She begged.

"Goodbye Isabella." I said giving her one last hug and kissing the top of her head. I took one last inhale of her scent.

After I let go I looked at her sympathetically, giving myself one last look before running at my vampire speed into the woods. I didn't make it far. As soon as I was out of her sight I went back I had to make sure she got home.

I hear her call out for me. Begging that I come back. This lasted for hours. I broke her. And it was all my fault. If I wasn't going to hell before I defiantly was now.

I rushed home so we could pack the cars and leave. Carlisle gave his notice to the hospital two weeks ago his reason being that he thought other hospitals needed his help more than Forks did, as Forks was well off.

By the time I reached my Volvo I was ready to go. Alice my sister was thoughtful enough to put all my things in my car. I thanked her for doing my packing, and said goodbye to everyone for a few days.

I jump back to the present moment. Putting my thoughts to the back of my head where they belonged. Yet somehow I knew they would be back soon. I looked out the window on the plane. Seeing the sky for miles. I was going back the one place I swore I would never return. Forks.

The plane landed in Seattle. I got my few bags of luggage, and rented a car. When I arrived at the car I put my bags in the back and put the keys in the ignition. The trip back to forks would take an estimated of 3 to 4 hours.

I made sure I hunted the day before I left, Still satisfied I enjoyed the scenery that was already embedded in my brain. Trees, nature itself. Washington was defiantly different from New York. I'm glad to enjoy this once more.

My thoughts about Bella crept back. Making me realize my whole reason for being here. I was obsessed. I loved her. And if I wanted to continue life here on earth, she was going to be with me. I knew I couldn't force her to love me all over again, but I am hoping with time she will.

As expected about three and a half hours later I was back. I drove through the town recognizing some people. Others must have been new. I drove back to my old home, curving through long road that didn't lead anywhere specifically.

The house looked that same as we left it. Although this time it was empty. I opened the garage and parked inside of it. I walked through the house white walls, white carpet. No paintings or décor. It was so plain. So boring.

Put all of my stuff in my old room. I had no furniture yet. I will have to call Alice and ask her to do it. I bet I could furnish the whole house about fifteen thousand dollars, give or take a little.

I stopped in my tracks. Bella. I need to see that she is okay. Well physically that is. I knew I royally fucked her up when I left. Alice always had visions, cliff diving, driving motorcycles or riding on the back of a strangers. It made my blood boil. The one thing I ask of her. Honestly I didn't think it was too much to ask. After all who wouldn't want to be safe.

I didn't know how to approach her. I couldn't just go up and say hello. My mind thought of many ways to approach her but all of them seemed so sudden. She hasn't heard from me in over six months, this was not going to be easy. Going into her life right now might not be good for her.

The first thing I did was whip out my phone. Maybe I could shoot a text. I retyped the same text over and over again. Well not the exact same. Just saying the same thing in different wording. After a few minutes of this I gave up. I needed a new approach.

My first instinct was to call Carlisle. He always knew what to do. Although I have never been in a situation like this. Screw it, I thought. He will have some advice. I pulled ,y phone back out of my pocket and proceeded to dial the number.

"Hello, Edward?" Carlisle's voice said from the other end.

"Yes, I made it to Forks. But I need some advise…" I said bluntly.

"What is it. I'm sure I can be of great help to you." He said. Carlisle was like a father to me. Technically he was my creator. But we have formed into a family. My mother being Esme, and even having four siblings to rely on.

"I need to see Bella. I want to see her, make sure she's okay. You know? I already know I fucked her up mentally. But I want to fix this and make it alright. I love her.." I said. I am hoping his advise will steer me in the right direction.

"Well, I am going to be honest. You screwed up. Probably in more ways than one. We went over that before you left. But you thought it was in her best interest if we disappeared from her life. You were just trying to protect her. Just go and be upfront with her. Send her flowers, buy her chocolate. Be you." Carlisle said. That was actually no help at all. But at least her tried, I will give him credit for that.

"Thanks, I'm sure I will think of something. I will call later on this week." I said as I hung up the phone.

I took everything Carlisle said into consideration. I decided to send her flowers. I wouldn't let her see me. I would just send them to her door. I pondered on what flower to send I wanted it to have meaning. Not just a dozen roses sent to her door. After a few minutes I decided upon the Freesia. It was to symbolize my faithfulness to her. Maybe this was a good idea.

I drove to the nearest flower shop in town. It was on the corner of two streets and I have only been there once before. I walked in and looked at all of the things they had. I waited in line after two people who were ordering flowers for some reason I don't not care. When it was my turn, I noticed the man helping me was old. And by his thoughts I could tell his wife just passed away.

"Good afternoon sir, is there anything I could help you with today?" The man asked.

"Yes, thank you. I need a single white Freesia." I said with a smile to the old man.

"Of course, May I ask, who is the lucky lady?" he said with curious eyes.

"Her name is Bella." I said answering his question.

"Very pretty, you remind me of myself." He said randomly.

"How? I am just buying flowers.." I said. I am curious to pick at his mind now.

"You messed up, and you want to make things right. Correct me if I'm wrong." the man said looking at me in the eyes.

"Well matter of fact, you are right. If you must know I left. And I cant stand to be away any longer. So I'm hoping this flower will break the ice.. I guess.." I said. I don't know why I was telling this man all of my problems. Something told me I had to.

"I understand. You see, my wife and I were together for 59 years. I have bought more flowers than I can count. One time we almost got divorced. But she was the love of my life.." the man said looking down. I saw his eyes turn sad. I felt sorry for him.

"Well everything is okay now? Right?" I asked knowing the answer to my own question.

"She passed away a week ago today. I am running this shop in her memory.. It meant the most to her." The man said. I could see his eyes light up a little. His thoughts told me he was reminiscing about the old times.

"I am terribly sorry for your loss. I don't know what I would do without Bella. She is the love of my life." I said in hopes to make him feel better.

"I will give you one piece of advice. Chase after her, You don't want to look back 50 years from now and know she was the one that got away. Tell her how you feel. In all my years of life I learned that you have to say these things. If you don't you will regret it. Can you promise me that? Don't let her go." The man said looking into my eyes as if he was begging.

"I promise. I plan to fix what is broken." I said with a smile.

After my chat with the old man, I noticed he was right all along. I may be older than him in years. But he lived a full life. And was much wiser than me. I planned to carryout his advice to the fullest.

I paid for the flower and knew exactly what I needed to do. I needed to give it to her in person. It was the only way she would believe they truly came from me.

I parked my rental car across the street. It sounded like I was as talker, but wanted to do it when nobody was home. I waited until her dad pulled out of the driveway with the police cruiser. He was going to be gone all night.

This was my chance now or never. I needed to fix this. I walked up to her door at normal speed. I stood there for a moment before I knocked. As soon as I knocked on the door I heard her footsteps on the other side. I saw her head peek around the corner.

Once the door was fully open she looked at me. She looked confused. She was the only one I couldn't read. It was like her mind shielded me from her thoughts.

I looked past her confusion and into her eyes. They drew my in like the first time I saw her. But she was not the same. She looked about twenty pounds thinner, her skin was paler and you could tell she didn't eat. Her eyes turned sad and she looked at me. Her lips were not the same color red as always, they faded. And it was my fault.

"Bella…"

Authors Note: Thank you all! Sorry for the cliffy, one of many to come. Next Tuesday chapter 2 will be posted. Any questions PM me.