A/N: This will probably just be a one-shot, unless people review and like it. If you all want more, I can write more. I know where I can go with this story, to an extent. It'll probably never turn into anything more than 7 chapters, unless I get inspired. So don't forget to review, everybody! Criticism is good, and appreciated. (Don't kill me, though. I wrote this in like…less than an hour. I found myself struck suddenly by a typing mood. I was going to do a depressing sonfic from when Edward left Bella, but I don't do good sonfics. Don't quite have the hand of them.) Enjoy!
Rose
Disclaimer: If I owned Twilight and New Moon (and all relating characters), I wouldn't be writing fanfics based off the books, would I?
"I've got to, Bella. Try to understand that." Edward's voice was soft; pleading, for me to understand.
"Why?! You can't leave me. You…you promised me. After last time, you promised me you'd never leave…" I was on the edge of tears, but I didn't want to break down in front of him. Not now. But what did he expect me to say? That it's okay for him to go? That I understand? How can he do this to me again?
"Goodbye, Bella," He sounded defeated now, like he knew that I didn't understand- didn't want to- and he'd accepted it. He leaned down and gave me a small kiss on the forehead and leapt out my window; leaving me on the verge of a complete emotional breakdown. I rushed to the window, but when I looked out, he was already gone. Probably all the way back at the Cullen's house, packing his things. I collapsed onto the hard floor of my bedroom and cried.
I woke up and glanced around my room. I had that awful nightmare again. My alarm clock began buzzing loudly. Reaching out, I knocked it off my bedside table. The buzzing stopped immediately. The clock said it was 9:00 am already. Expectantly, I looked over at my window. Edward will be here any second, ready to take me over to his house for the day, like we always do on Saturday mornings while Charlie went fishing. Before we leave, though, Edward will wait and complain while I shower, dry my hair, get my breakfast- all the 'mortal things' I need to do in the mornings.
Then reality hit me. Edward was gone. He'd left three two nights ago, and since he left, I've been replaying our last conversation in my head every waking moment. Then it haunted me at night as a nightmare. Edward had gone, though he wouldn't tell me where or why. Carlisle and Esme had stayed here in Forks, but I can't bring myself to see them. I tried to, the day after Edward had left me, but I broke into tears the moment I saw the house. Alice had gone with Edward, and she took Jasper with her. She didn't even come to tell me they were going. I had to find out from Esme- after I'd started to relax after my breakdown in their driveway. Neither Esme nor Carlisle would tell me where they'd gone, or if they were coming back. But the remorseful expressions they wore were answer enough. Edward wasn't going to come back.
The full impact of his departure hasn't hit me yet. I've woken up every day since he said his goodbyes to me thinking that he would be sitting in the chair across from my bed, waiting for me to wake up and greet him. I know that I'll fall into a deep depression after a few more days. When I can't hope anymore for Edward to come back.
Charlie was glad to hear that Edward was gone. He'd warmed up to Edward considerably since we got back from Italy a month ago, but what father really likes his daughter having a boyfriend in the first place? He was so glad that I was taking Edward's absence so well. I hadn't told him that my nightmares of him leaving were waking me up at all hours of the night, or that I cry for Edward all the time. He doesn't need to know. He might send me back to Renee if he thought I couldn't handle staying in Forks without Edward.
But I can't handle it. Why couldn't he tell me where he was going?! Why couldn't he have told me why he was leaving? He hadn't seemed like he wanted to leave. It was more like he had to leave. Tears welled up in my eyes thinking about some of Edward's final words to me. 'I've got to go, Bella. Try to understand that.'
I can't just keep sitting around hoping for him to come back. I need to find out for myself why he's left me again. Why he's broken his promise to me. Desperately, I shoved the key to my truck into the ignition. With a roar, my truck started up. I usually can't get my truck to go over 45 miles per hour, and I don't try to, but I pressed the accelerator to the floor and sped to the Cullen's house. Carlisle and Esme won't keep the truth from me. Not in the condition I'm in. Damn. I didn't even change out of my pajamas this morning, and I didn't so much as touch a brush. I probably look like I just rolled out of bed. Which I did. Oh, well.
Pulling into the Cullen's driveway, I saw that Carlisle's car was gone. He must already be at the hospital. But Esme's car was still sitting at the top of the driveway. I snatched the key from the accelerator and ran up to the front door. Not bothering to knock or use the doorbell, I opened the unlocked door and ran into the house.
"Esme? ESME?!" Checking all the downstairs rooms, I couldn't find Esme. Where was she when I was looking for her?! I started up the stairs and saw her leaving her room. She stared at me, looking faintly confused.
"Bella, what are you doing here? Are you okay?" She sounded concerned.
"No, I'm not okay. Where is Edward? And why'd he leave?"
"Calm down, Bella. You know Carlisle and I don't know-"
"Liar! You know exactly where he is, and why he's left!" I felt the tears coming on. I felt awful yelling at Esme like I was, but I needed to know.
Esme let out a defeated sigh and led me back downstairs and over to the couch. "Bella, you need to understand that Edward didn't want to leave you. But he didn't have a choice." I thought as much. But he still left. What could've been so important that he had to leave me? Some tears escaped and trickled down my cheeks. Esme waited to make sure I was okay before she went on with her explanation, "A few days before he left, Edward received a message from the Volturi. I don't know what the message said; Edward wouldn't talk about it. He brooded for a few days, and then he told us that he had to leave."
I stared at Esme, uncomprehending. She searched my eyes and my expression, to see my reaction. She realized that I hadn't put the whole puzzle together yet, and she sighed. She probably hoped she wouldn't have to clarify it any more than she had.
"Bella…Edward has gone to Volterra. He's joined the Volturi."
A/N: I'm sorry if it seems like Edward's decision to join the Volturi seems OOC, but there is/was reasoning behind it. Which will be (hopefully) evident if I continue this, and if I don't, then it's got a few loose ends that aren't tied up. So if you like it and want some more, again, review and lemme know. If you don't, tips I can use to improve it are welcome. Thanks for reading.
Rose