It was requested, so here it is..... Drum roll please...............................P.s disclaimer: I own nothing.

Scared and Scarred and Surprised.

.Forever.

My only; constant thought; Replaying over and over in my head.

I was late to my own wedding, but I watched as they took Bella away. I could see her body on the stretcher, covered in a white sheet. ....Dead.

Jacob was taken away in a police car, and is up for a murder charge, but I hear his lawyer is trying to push for manslaughter because she ran into the knife.

I couldn't feel my legs as I left Charlie's; luckily my house where I was due to marry Tanya was only a short walk away.

As I entered the living room, the left hand side where the bride's guests should be was empty; but there was a note, and a small parcel on the altar.

The parcel was a diamond heart. The heart had belonged to my mother and was a wedding gift to Tanya.

The note read:

Dear my beloved Edward,

I am writing this to let you know that it's okay. I realise I would only be second best to you if we did go on with the wedding, you're right.

I also realise that Bella has always been your one and only, I could see it right from the start, from the way you'd doodle her name while on the phone, to the way you'd compare all your friends' girlfriends to Bella. But the most prominent reason, is the way we could only eat at Bella Italia, the way you would mumble "Bella wouldn't behave like this" and you may never realise this, but you'd mouth "Bella, Bella" while we were making love. So I'm doing what I think I should have done a long time ago; I'm letting you have her, it hurts more than I ever thought it would. But it's right.

I'm giving you your 'happily ever after' good-bye.

I sat with my head in my hands for the rest of the day, barely registering people leaving and the room being put back to the usual arrangement.

I don't know how long it took, but I eventually decided to go to the empty house where Bella used to live; the menevolent house.

Bella's clothes lay in a small, square suitcase. I smelt a shirt, and Bella's scent filled me, flooding my senses. I could see Bella, alive, well, she had no bruises or broken bones, and she was mine, as she always used to be.

I could hear a buzzing.

Only after a while did I realise that I was waking up to the sound of the doorbell, I'd fallen asleep on top of Bella's clothes.

There was a knock at the door, a faint rapping; and I opened it to see a small boy standing on the doorstep; he looked only to be about four or five. "Hello I'm mason, I'm looking for my mummy and daddy" he was the cutest thing you'd ever seen.

"And who's your mummy?"

"Bella Swan, and my daddy's Edward Cullen"

My son.

"Come in love, I think we need to talk" he smiled and skipped in, I noticed he was carrying a small, tatty brown teddy; he jumped onto Bella's sofa and put the teddy on his lap. "What's his name?" I asked while crouching in front of him "William" he pointed to the bears left foot, "See, it says so here."

"Where do you live mason, because it's a bit early in the morning; where are your parents?"

"Mummy's not really my mummy, she told me so last night; Bella's my mummy, and Edward's my daddy. Where are they?"

I took a deep breath, "I'm Edward, and I'm your daddy."

Then he jumped and hugged me. He smelt like Bella.

Okay, 'Ive got my GCSEs now, it took me long enough to type this up; I've got up to chapter 4 in my notebook, so I'm going to try to type it up in free lessons, but just in case I cant, I didn't leave it as a cliff hanger (it did stop at 'my son.')

See y'all later.

Good luck ppl sitting exams.

xxxx