Okay here's a quickie oneshot about Edward. It takes place in the middle of New Moon, before Edward got the call that Bella "killed herself"

Hope you like! xoGrace (pickmysong)

Edward sat by the fire in a hotel, somewhere in South America.. His head was spinning. He knew he was wrong to even think about contacting Bella, but the pain was unendurable. He needed her, and he needed her to know that she was his reason for existence. He would never let go, he was too selfish.
He put his head in his cold hands and took a deep, unecessary breath for no reason but anguish. He finally unwrapped himself from his position in the chair, and found his bag next to him. He took out his ballpoint pen and molskein notebook and began to write.

Bella-
Romeo is far too dramatic and showy. The best of men are honest with their words and honest with their actions. If they want something, they express that. Sometimes they even get that, but Romeo is disgustingly poetic and charming. He should just pull Juliet off the balcony and run away with her, and give her everything she will ever want and need. I am not the best of men.

Too cliche. He ripped the page out and threw it in a fire.

Bella- Forgive me my heart. I am a disgrace to you and to my family. You are my life's purpose, and the reason I see through each day. I just want you to be happy and without strife and danger always lurking in the shadows. My mind is blank and dull without you to think about, my eyes will be forever blind without your beauty so close, and my heat will always...

Bella would hate it. If it was painful to write, how would she feel reading it? He tore out the page and tossed it into the roaring flames.

Bella- I wish I could be sure that you were safe and happy. But in my heart I know that if any danger came to you I would know it, and I am only looking for excuses to find you and hold you once again. I am a selfish bastard, that I know, but I would never put you through the pain of seeing me...

Too honest. She couldn't know how it truly felt to him to rip her from his life.

Bella-
I give up.
I love you.
I'm coming back for you.

Edward tore the note out of the notebook and folded it neatly, placing it in his pocket. This was it.
He couldn't live forever, not without the meaning of his pathetic life away from him while he could still be with her. If she would take him back.

Just then, he got a call from Rosalie... She said she had news from Alice, about Bella.