Hi People! Wel this is my first Fanfic of Twilight. I hope you like this, i worked hard on this for you to enjoy to your hearts content. I'm going to make a new character for Bella to save her, just letting you know. And dont worry, I am going to try to upload a new chapter every day, message me if you have any questions, btw...R&R please!!!! :))

(Listen to "The Meadow" for more feeling)

Bella POV

"Come for a walk with me," he suggested in an unemotional tone, taking my hand. I didn't answer. I couldn't think of a way to protest, but I instantly knew I wanted to. I didn't like this. This is bad, this is very bad, the voice in my head repeated again and again.

But he didn't wait for an answer. He pulled me along toward the east side of the yard, where the forest encroached. I followed unwillingly, trying to think through the panic. It was what I wanted, I reminded myself. The chance to talk it all through, he has been very detached from me lately and a gut feeling apart of me is screaming in my head that it's about my birthday party a week ago. Well fine, we will talk about it and once again I have to reassure him it is not Jaspers or His fault. Still, I have this feeling it just won't end like that, no, it wont just end on that note.

We'd only gone a few steps into the trees when he stopped. We were barely on the trail—I could still see my house.

Some walk.

Edward leaned against the tree and stared at me with no emotion. I don't know why but that look, that look of complete distaste towards me made my knees buckle under me. I fell back and hit my leg on a nearby rock, I wince and look up to him, still leaning on the tree, still that look on his face.

"Okay, lets talk," I said, sounding braver then I felt and got back up, knees still shaking.

"Bella, we're leaving."

I took a sigh of relief. So he was anxious about that the whole time? Yeah sure I am nervous about leaving Charlie behind but I can still work something out so I won't break his heart.

"Well okay, in a week or so? Okay, I still need to get my things packed and I still need to makeup an alibi for Charlie," I say as I'm walking towards him.

He shoots me another one of those looks that stops me in my tracks.

Then it hits me. With a roll of nausea, I completely misunderstood. I stared at him with a look of horror. He stared back coldly.

"When you say we--," I half whispered, my eyes closed too scared of my traitor tears to slink down my all too red cheeks.

"I mean my family and myself." Each word separate and distinct.

I shook my head back and forth, trying to clear it. He waited without any sign of impatience, just as if he was annoyed. It took me a few minutes to speak.

"Don't do this, I know you feel bad about the party but that's nothing! Edward its nothing!" I half screamed with my anger rising.

"You're right, it is nothing, it was exactly to be expected." He agreed.

"You promised! In Phoenix, you promised that you would stay—"

He looked at me with disbelief, "And you believed that?"

I felt like he just punched me in my stomach, the air knocked out of me from those words.

"No! This is about my soul isn't it?!" I shouted, furious, the words exploding out of me—somehow it sounded like a plea. "Carlisle told me about, and I don't care, Edward. I don't care! You can have it, its yours already. I don't want it without you."

He took a deep breath and stared, unseeingly at the ground for a long moment. His mouth twisted in the tiniest bit. When he finally looked up, his eyes back to that look of distaste, but harder—like the liquid gold had frozen solid.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching me as I slowly absorbed what he was saying.

There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent…He's lying, there is no way those words from his mouth are true. He loves me to no extent, he reminded me that every other moment we were together.

"You…don't…want…me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.

"No," this time he said in an anger I could not fathom.

"Alice wont like this… your family won't leave me," I said with a sudden determination staring intently at the ground, my hands clenched into fists.

He gave out a light airy laugh, the tone of it I never heard of from him, didn't belong in this conversation. My head snapped up, staring at him with new eyes.

"Bella, they left already, they completely agreed with my proposition, we do care for humans, they knew we aren't like you. That it felt wrong for them spending time with you."

I was taken aback, they were thinking like that the whole time I met them? That I wasn't good enough? A complete, weak and useless human. A tear ran down my cheek, not even bothering to conceal it. Carlisle and Esme, my other parents that love me dearly, or so I thought. Alice, my best friend that would do anything to stop something or someone that was out to harm me. Emmet, the older brother I never had, who would get a kick out of my blushing face when he said something to embarrass me. Jasper, whom I wasn't really close to, but still I thought he was at least a bit fond of me as apart of his family. Then theirs Rosalie, I kind of knew she didn't like me, even knew she thought I was not good enough for her brother. Well this is her wish come true.

"Bella, I have to leave, I just needed to tell you that last thing and bid you farewell. Don't worry, I won't come and disturb you again from your life, my family or myself."

All I could do was stand there, feeling to numb to say anything, the tears coming rapidly now.

"Just promise me one thing, don't do anything reckless…For Charlie's sake."

He was in front of me in seconds now, feeling the breeze enveloped by his sweet scent.

"Goodbye Bella," he said in a detached voice and kissed the top of my head mechanically, then was gone before I could blink.

My mind, running a hundred miles a minute, stopped. Only thinking of one thing, Edward. I ran like I was holding on to dear life. I ran and ran, tripping on a few shrubs but not enough to stop me. I screamed out his name, all to knowing he was already gone, just hoping he could hear me with his inhuman hearing.

I fell to my knees, as a tree branch bit into my leg, oblivious to the pain, almost welcoming it. Anything to stop this unbearable betrayal that is creeping up on me.

I feel like I'm in quicksand, my agony being replaced with nothing in return. I go into panic; I want to feel it, something, anything to remind myself they were all real. That he was real.

"Don't go," I choked before darkness quickened upon me, enveloping me, sinking deeper and deeper into a pit of seclusion.

(Listen to "Chop Suey" for more feeling)

Sometime later the rain woke me up, I don't think I have actually fallen asleep, I was just lost in an unthinking stupor, holding with all my strength to the agony that constantly reminded me they were gone and never coming back.

Far away, I heard muffled yelling calling my name. That snapped me from my daze, I shot up and tried to listen who the voices belonged to. Maybe, just maybe its them looking for me, that they changed their minds and bring me along with them. Then I recognized Harry Clearwaters voice, shredding the last piece of hope and sanity I had left. Losing my grip on reality, thinking of nothing to calm this torture. Finding no serenity, no, I want to keep this high that I'm running on. Feeling a thousand jagged knives slicing away where my heart is supposed to be, I graciously welcome it into a shell you call my body.

Breaking out into a run, away from the voices, away from rationality, away from a clear mind that died right when they decided I hold no interest to them anymore.

Far away, I heard a glass shattering, blood curdling, garbled screech. When it kept going on, I realized it was coming from my own mouth.

I kept running, stopping when my feet brought me to a roughly twenty foot cliff. I looked down and saw razor sharp rocks, beckoning me to break me from the misery I'm chained to.

My lips turned up in a demented smile that is plastered on my face, remembering what he told me.

"Promise me one thing, don't do anything reckless…for Charlie's sake."

Well I never promised, and from what I recall, promises are meant to be broken. He Promised me he would never leave me, well this is me keeping my promise.

Besides, this isn't reckless.

This is complete, downright psychotic.

Murmuring my sorry to Charlie and Renee, I then take a few steps back. This rush and exhilaration finally hitting me about what I'm about to do. Well no time for going back, I run all too willingly and fling myself off, feeling my feet leave the steady ground.

For a split second, I'm in the air, the breeze caressing me all over. Its like I'm flying and nothing can take me away from this moment, well except gravity.

The pain was…complete…and…out…of…this…world…agonizing.

I let out a mangled scream from what my damaged voice box could let me.

My vision was going in and out as well as my mind. Even if they found me, they could do nothing to repair what is beyond broken. I tried to turn my head to see the night stars for my last moments while my life was hanging on to a thread. Moving just an inch was rewarded with an undeniable crack of my arm. I screamed out from this new torture.

I laid my head back down on the side of a rock, all this going on, my demented smile never left my lips. I closed my eyes, letting the arms of death take me away…..my self righteous suicide, (Hence the sarcasm.)

Well did you like my first chapter??? Im already starting the second one! Dont worry! Bella doesnt die, she almost does. And i know its annoying to write a review but come on it will only take a few seconds and you can get on with your lives. I want to see the feedback and dont give me any sugar coated crap. I want to good honest critics so I can work on whatever that is troubling you.