Heyy!! Here's your sequel to Virtually Painless, sorry that this chapter's kinda short, they're not all this short :)

This sequel is very dramatic, I'm so excited to write it!

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Edward,

I believe that the last time I wrote you a letter like this, I was off the face my death in order to save the ones that I love. Well, you don't need to worry about my health; I'm not doing anything stupid this time. I'm merely taking a much needed trip to clear my head, to get away from the growing tension. But this time, I'm not sure I can save all of the people that I love. This time, I've realized that I am the danger. I inflict so much unintentional pain, and you may beg to differ, but it's true.

By the time I return, I hope to have some grasp on my future. I'm sorry that there is a choice for me to make at all, but my feelings for Jacob are unavoidable. I don't think anyone knows how guilty, dirty, and rotten I feel. I wish my feelings were different, but at the same time, I'd loose someone that I care for dearly as well. I am so utterly sorry.

But I just wanted to tell you that no matter what path I take, I love you. I never lied, not for one second, when we exchanged our vows. You are a beautiful person, inside and out.

I didn't mean for this to sound like a goodbye, because it isn't. If this mess comes to a true goodbye, I will make sure that it is face to face. You deserve much more than a letter, so much more.

I'll see you soon. I love you.

Bella

And so it was over. Just like that.

I couldn't get mad at Jacob. However much my irrational, hot-tempered side of my brain wanted to blame this mess on him, I wouldn't do it. The fault was not his.

And Bella, she was the bystander in this situation. I had made the agreement to impregnate her behind her back. The results were ruled by her heart, not her mind.

So it was my fault. I was loosing Bella, the beautiful love of my existence, and it was all my fault.

I could just imagine Bella's face right now, if she could hear my thoughts. She'd frown, her face upset and slightly impatient, her lips set into a pout.

"You always find a way to blame it on yourself, Edward, always! It's not your fault, Edward," she would say, always stubborn. But she couldn't wrap her mind around the inevitable fact that it was my fault. It always came down to me.

What was the matter with me?

I crumpled the letter in my hand, and tensely released it, sprinkling confetti onto the carpet of my room. A millisecond later, I regretted it. That might be the last remnants of Bella's love for me…

Machoistic vampire that I was, I fleetingly thought of taping it. I barely had pride anymore, so what was there to lose?

But I didn't. The pain and guilt were suddenly creeping up on me, and I found that I could barely move.

Sitting down on my bed, I stared dejectedly at the scattered paper remnants, slowly being consumed with dread and anguish. The pain had been slowly eating at me ever since I made the deal with Jacob. It had just been grazing on me at first, but now that everything was falling apart, it took large chunks of me at a time.

I ran over the last few months in my head listlessly. Was it something I had said or done to make her pull away? To turn in the other direction and start to look at Jacob in a new light? It was so hard to believe that this was happening, at what was supposed to be the happiest time in our lives.

I suddenly felt very compressed, like the room wasn't big enough for my emotions. I considered pacing, but what good would that do me? I doubted that answers would come either way.

What was it about Jacob Black that made her so attached to him? I found him helpful, but slightly annoying and arrogant at times. What did he have that I didn't?

No. Comparing myself to others wasn't going to help, and besides, it was a low and petty thing to do. I was so absurdly vain.

Still, though, I couldn't help but guiltily wonder. Was it his human-like qualities that Bella craved? Or perhaps the fact that he wasn't a danger to her?

I almost snorted out loud. What was I thinking? Bella loved danger.

Or maybe… it was my tactics.

Yes, of course! I always played the understanding, patient one in the tough situations. Didn't she always say that I was too nice to her sometimes?

Fair enough. I never liked to put Bella in any kind of situation that would upset her. Jacob Black had a completely different strategy than I did. He always voiced his emotions, did what he wanted, and most of all, he fought hard. Sometimes he gave Bella a good kick when she needed one, as well.

I always said that I was fighting twice as hard for her, but was I really? I took her for granted as mine.

I sat up a bit straighter, the overwhelming pain ebbing, replaced with a new determination. If this was what I had to do to redeem myself in Bella's eyes, then so be it.

So now things would turn around. For better or for worse, I had no idea. But I was getting desperate. Bella belonged to me mentally, physically, and legally. I'd fight for her, and now I wouldn't play things safe.

I remembered what Carlisle had once told me, when I first became attached to Bella- 'If you play things on the safe side, you will produce an ordinary outcome. Take a chance, and things will start to transform.'

Well, no more Mr. Nice Guy, then. Jacob Black was going to get a run for his money.

Well, then! Haha. So now that Edward's all set to go... :) please review. Hope ya liked it!