Hi everyone. I decided to write another Fanfic, not that I'm stopping Dammit Mike, but I wanted to try something a little different. This will most likely be a one-shot. Might be a bit long. Hope you guys like it.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight and all related characters

Song: 'Don't fight it', The Panics. Trust me. Listen to it as you read, it fits.

BPOV

Things were completely different between us. Something had changed, and for the worse. What had once been a beautiful relationship had slowly traversed downhill.

Maybe not for Edward, but certainly for me.

Our relationship had begun as a monsoon, rain gushing and falling non-stop. But recently that rain had all but dried up, leaving me parched and searching for another source of water to quench my thirst.

I loved him, but just not enough anymore.

There had been warning signs, telltale signals of our relationship's demise, but now it was as if I had awoken suddenly from a deep slumber.

He dazzled me less each day. When he used to look at me, it was as if time had slowed to a shuddering halt. I was constantly in a confused, dreamlike state, forgetting myself and those around me, who I was, even my own name. But as each day passed, that state had lessened, becoming not as intense as before. Now, a year on, my eyes rarely even glaze over when he stares deeply into my steady gaze. There is no spark, no hint of amazement neither at his gentlemanly charms, nor at his perfectly sculpted face. I was just tired. Tired of trying to compete with him and catch up in every aspect. We were just too unbalanced, the scales had forever been tipped at a critical angle, dangerously close to falling at any time. But I wouldn't let that happen. No, I would grab hold of those scales, and set them down as gently as I could.

His heart may have stopped beating long ago, but it could still be broken. And it was I who would be the one to do it.

This would be the hardest thing I had ever done in my life, but it still needed to be done. I just hoped I wouldn't hurt him too much in the process.

EPOV

I ran, faster than I had in weeks.

It had been almost a whole day since I had seen my beautiful Bella, held her close to me, breathed in her deliciously tantalizing scent. Usually we spent every possible second with each other, but lately we were spending more and more time apart. The last time I had spoken to her was to whisper goodbye as I crept from her bedroom window to pounce on the grass below.

But here I was, as I gazed up at her open window, breathing out a steady sigh of relief. I couldn't wait to see her.

I leapt inside and sat down in the rocking chair beside her bed, taking care that nothing should fall from my pockets, as I heard running water turn off and a door being shut. She would be here in a few seconds I contented myself. The doorknob turned slowly as she entered the room in her usual quiet manner.

BPOV

Tonight would have to be the night when I told him. It needed to be now, or else it would never get done.

I decided to have a shower before I went to bed, to give me some time to think about how I would give him the worst news he was likely to receive for the time being. He came every night, and I knew this night would be no different. The hot running water usually helped, as it cascaded over my shoulders and across my back, but this time I was coming up blank. I had never broken up with someone before, much less an eternally undying vampire.

I shut the water off and stepped into my trusty tank top and tatty sweat pants. If I was going to do this at least I could be comfortable.

I walked into my room, and immediately noticed someone sitting in the rocking chair, swinging quietly on the chair legs.

I sighed as I saw Edward's face break into his crooked smile. If there was one thing that could keep me with him, it was that smile, the one that made me sing inside. But this just couldn't continue the way it was. I didn't want to be a vampire, and I also didn't want to be with him and be human. There was no growing old gracefully for me, I wasn't one of those people who were capable of eternal beauty. Like Edward was.

I crawled into bed as Edward stood from the chair and sat beside me.

EPOV

I leaned into Bella's perfect face, stroking her cheek while kissing her forehead. Inhaling her strawberry scented hair the whole time, I whispered hello to her, and smiled internally as she smiled softly and planted a light kiss on my jaw line.

Lying down beside her, I hummed her lullaby, about to send Bella to sleep again once more. But as her eyelids closed and her breathing began to steady, she jolted, alert suddenly.

"What is it, love?" I asked, confused at this sudden abruptness.

BPOV

I jerked awake just as I was about to set off for dreamland, resolute in my hopeless task of becoming a heartbreaker.

I couldn't fall asleep. I needed to get this done, now.

"What is it, love?" Edward asked, no doubt wondering why I would not sleep.

I paused, gathering my thoughts.

God, this was so hard and painful.

EPOV

"Edward, I need to tell you something. Its important."

I frowned at her serious tone. I could tell this wasn't going to be welcome news.

"What's the matter, love? What is it?"

She sighed, and then continued in a low voice.

"Edward, I think we need to break up."

Whatever I had thought would be coming, this was surely not it. This was the very last of all my ideas.

BPOV

He frowned. I don't think what I had just said was something he had fully comprehended as of yet.

"What..?" He asked, trailing off at the end. He began again. "Why?" He said bluntly, the tone he used steady and quiet. His eyes betrayed him, showing his deepest, raw emotions, the ones he couldn't control, as he had done with his voice. He was in pain. And he didn't want me to know it.

"Edward, I just can't do this anymore. I don't want to be a vampire; I don't need to live forever. I don't want to spend my life running from people like James and Victoria, people that I come into contact with because of us being together." I stopped when I saw his expression.

"No", I said, as anger and sorrow seeped into his eyes. I knew he was guilt-ridden for what happened with James. "It's not your fault. It's the way things are. They're bound to happen. I'm a human, you're a vampire. It's inevitable." In a softer voice I added, " Its our fate Edward."

"But…" he said, and I knew what was coming. "I love you, Bella, I love you. Can't you see that? I would never put you into that position again Bella, never!" He said, his voice turning fierce at the end, proving me right. This was exactly how I imagined.

"I know Edward. Truly I do. Its just that, well…I don't think I love you quite as much as I used to…"

That, right there, was when I first saw his heart begin to break. The crumpling of his face, the sharp intake of breath, the wounded eyes, they were telling the story of his heart, showing to me the emotions inside of him that I could not see.

I closed my eyes, tears slowly seeping from beneath my eyelids. When I opened them again, he was gone. I had never been in so much pain.

A sparkle caught my eye.

Left in Edward's place was a diamond ring.

In that minute, I knew that whatever my own pain was, it was nothing compared to his.

Ok, I know I said this was going to be a one-shot, but I really like this story so far. I'm thinking of continuing it. Tell me what you guys think. Reviews would be highly welcome thanks.

Thoughts please…. Maybe ideas on how (or if?) I could continue?

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