Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or the characters. The conversation between Bella and Edward is straight from New Moon. I do not own it.

Author's Note: So, while I was doing dishes and thinking about New Moon videos on YouTube I had watched, I decided that I was somewhat stuck with my other story, An Eternity. I decided that I'm going to do a oneshot in Edward's POV from when he left Bella in New Moon.

I'm thinking about doing this as a one shot, as I said, but if I get good enough reviews and enough people want it to be fully New Moon in Edward's POV, then I'll change it.. So, let me know when this is up!!

I hope it's good and I hope you all like it! )

By the way, the title of this, The Other Side, I have to give credit to Brittney. Even though she is totally lost on what Twilight and New Moon are, she still helped. Thank yah.

Thank youu! Review, please.

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The Other Side

Edward's POV

I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. Infact, I had been consumed with the thoughts of what I was about to do since 'it' happened. The night I had almost lost my Bella to a 'freak accident'. That's all it was.

If that was true, then why couldn't I get passed it? Why couldn't I get over the fact that accidents happen?

Because I had almost lost Bella.

I had to remind myself that, even as I was driving to her house after school, after dropping off Renee's package. When I had pulled into the driveway, I made sure to park in Charlie's spot, having no intention of staying very long. Inside, I had written a note to Charlie, able to easily mimmick Bella's handwriting. It read; Going for a walk with Edward, up the path. Back soon, B. I knew it was a wrong thing to do, in a way, but I had to give them a way to find her. She wouldn't let go easily. She would follow me, though it was a uselss antic. She would still try. Leaning back in the driver's seat, I knew she would be here soon. And soon enough, it would all be over. We would go our seperate ways. I would, of course, need to find a distraction, but her heart would heal. She would move on and live a normal, regular human life. The life she deserved.

Regardless, I would have a hard time forgetting. I wouldn't forget, ever. That much was certain. Bella was the only one I would ever love, though she couldn't know that. That would give her reasons to hold on. I needed a clean break.

The minute her truck pulled up, I climbed out of my car and turned to face her. When I pushed her bookbag back into the truck, her expression changed dramatically. It went directly from confusion to alarm. She knew something was wrong. I couldn't fool her anymore. I couldn't lie to her anymore, until today.

"Come for a walk with me," I suggested, keeping my voice flat and without any emotion whatsoever. I couldn't afford Bella picking up on all of this just by the slip of emotion; the slip of anything could change our lives entirely too easily.

I didn't give her a chance to answer before I took her hand, pulling her carefully along and towards the back of the property, where the forest would be a sort of sanctuary. I didn't know why I chose to go there, but that was where it was all to unfold. That was where I could finally make it right...

It only took one glance to my love to know that she was horribly confused, yet filled with panic. Something was going to happen, though she was yet to figure out why. It was really amazing that I could tell that much, just by looking at her. As we stepped into the trees, I made sure not to go too far.

It wasn't a walk, really, but more of a way to get away from the 'world' around us.

As I leaned back against a tree, my eyes remained locked on Bella. I knew, without looking, that my expression was entirely masked by an 'icy plane' of some sort.

"Okay, let's talk," Bella finally stated, her voice braver than her expression.

I had to take in a sharp breath before I could allow myself to speak, as her expression almost led me to change my plans.

"Bella, we're leaving."

"Why now? Another year---"

I cut her off. She didn't understand what I meant.

"Bella, it's time. How much longer could we stay in Forks, after all? Carlisle can barely pass for thirty, and he's claiming thirty-three now. We'd have to start over soon regardless."

She looked so confused. I only wanted to take her in my arms right then and there, whispering that it would be okay. But I couldn't. I had to protect her, even at my own expense.

My stare was cold, but behind it I was dying, metaphorically speaking. Seeing my love like this, watching as I tore her apart, I could only feel my dead heart wreching. It was something I was glad to have almost done. Something I wanted to be over. Something I would never forgive myself for.

"When you say we---"

If I let her finish that sentence, she would have the wrong impression and never, ever, would I be able to let her go.

"I mean my family and myself," Each word I spoke was emphasized, trying to bring out its meaning in a full context.

Bella began shaking her head, a gesture I took as her trying to convince me that this wasn't happening, or tell herself that same thing. Either way, she wasn't believing me. She wouldn't take this.

"Okay, I'll come with you."

No! I wouldn't let that happen.

"You can't, Bella. Where we're going. . . It's not the right place for you," I lied.

"Where you are is the right place for me."

"I'm no good for you, Bella." Why couldn't I make her believe? I thought she always trusted my judgement. I knew that was wrong with her words.

"Don't be ridiculous," She was begging now, and my heart was breaking even more,"You're the very best part of my life."

If I could have shouted right then and there, I would have. In my mind, I reminded myself to stay calm. To calm that part of me which wanted to lash out at her for not accepting it and getting this over with, I glanced around at our surroundings. It was getting dark. I had to make this quicker.

"My world is not for you."

"What happened with Jasper---- That was nothing, Edward! Nothing!"

"You're right," I agreed quietly,"It was exactly what was to be expected."

"You promised! In Phoenix, you promised that you would stay------"

Again, I cut her off,"As long as that was best for you," I corrected solemnly.

"No! This is about my soul, isn't it?!" She was shouting now and I never want to see her that angry, that hurt, that upset.. Again. It was something that would always haunt me when I found time to think alone. When I was alone, it would be there. She didn't stop, though,"Carlisle told me about that, and I don't care, Edward! I don't care! You can have my soul. I don't want it without you ----- it's yours already!"

Things were taking a turn for the worse. She wasn't letting go. I was about to break, when I realized I would have to lie better. I would have to say more things, more things to convince her.

Looking at the ground then, I realized what I wanted, no needed, to say. What I needed to say would kill me, but I had to save her. I had to keep my Bella safe.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." The words burned the back of my throat, threatening to rip through me at any given moment. I never wanted to say those hollow, foul words again.

It took her a moment to regain her composure from that blow. I had hit the mark I didn't want to go near, but it was for the best. I had to keep reminding myself of that, no matter how much it would hurt me. No matter what...

"You. . . don't. . . want me?" She was trying the words out and they were painstakingly slow.

"No."

Bella stared at me for the longest time, unblinking. I wished for nothing more than to be able to read her mind. To be able to see how deep I had truly cut her. She would find someone, though, who would take away that pain. Someone who would replace me and allow her heart to mend. Someone to love her. Mentally, I wished her the best of luck in her life.

"Well that changes things," She seemed calm. This was more confusing to decipher, so I didn't try. Yet.

I looked away, unable to meet her burning gaze,"Of course, I'll always love you," That was the wrong thing to say. I was showing too much emotion. Too much love. Too much anything,"In a way," I added to it,"But what happened the other night made me realize that it's time for a change. Because I'm . . . tired of pretending to be something I'm not, Bella. I'm not human. I've let this go on much too long, and I'm sorry for that." My stare continued to glaze over, an odd feeling for me.

"Don't," Her voice broke and was hardly a whisper,"Don't do this." Again, she pleaded with me.

I had already made my decision. It was already done and I couldn't change it. I just couldn't.

"You're not good for me, Bella."

"If. . . that's what you want," That was the exact opposite of what I wanted, but I complied.

Nodding my head, I glanced around as if to hurry time up. It was at that moment that I realized I had more to say. This was Bella I was talking to, the one who would do anything without considering the consequences for herself. The one who always put others first.

"I would like to ask one favor, though, if that's not too much."

"Anything," She promised with a slightly stronger tone.

My eyes softened, looking down at her. She was broken beyond repair right now, and it was all on a count of me. I would live with that on my conscious every day of my existance. Everyday for eternity.

"Don't do anything reckless or stupid," I was beginning to feel more attached to her now,"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Bella nodded once.

The distance in my features returned the moment I saw I had broken through,"I'm thinking of Charlie, of course. He needs you. Take care of yourself--- for him."

Bella nodded again,"I will."

I felt everything in my body relax. My angel would be safe to live a happy life. Safe to be content and, hopefully, one day in love. She would live.

"And I'll make you a promise in return," I wasn't going to like this but it was best,"I promise that tihs will be the last time you'll see me.I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I never existed." I realized I had to take care of a few things back at Bella's house then. I would have to get rid of the pictures, the CD, the tickets. I had the perfect place. Beneath her floorboards. She would never look there.

My angel.. My angel began trembling. Her entire face had paled, if that was possible with her state, and she just stared at me. It was like I had drained the life right out of her.

I gave a small smile to reassure her,"Don't worry. You're human--- your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind."

"And your memories?" She countered. I hadn't expected that.

"Well--," I hesitated to find something to say,"I won't forget," That much was true,"But my kind. . . we're very easily distracted," I offered a smile that did not do much good for either of us.

"That's everything, I suppose. We won't bother you again," I continued slowly. Recognition finally dawned on Bella's features and I couldn't believe she didn't think of it sooner. I had thought nothing, however, of my plural use. Bella, though, did.

"Alice isn't coming back."

Shaking my head, I looked at her face without appology in my eyes. That was the worst kind of blastphemy.

"No. They're all gone. I stayed behind to tell you goodbye." Had I not said goodbye, I would have damned myself even more.

"Alice is gone?"

"She wanted to say goodbye, but I convinced her that a clean break woudl be better for you." A clean break for her. I said nothing about a clean break for myself.

She seemed dizzy, though she was working in 'overdrive' to stay concentrated on the things at hand.

"Goodbye, Bella," I whispered in a peaceful tone, wishing for her to remember me like that and not the monster I truly was.

"Wait!" Bella was choking on her words while she reached out for me.

This was what I feared. Taking her wrists in my hands, I pinned them down to her sides somewhat forcefully, but gentle all the same. Kissing her forehead for the last time, I pulled away soon after. Her eyes were closed, if only briefly.

"Take care of yourself," I mummured quietly.

Before she could open her eyes, I was gone. Running at top speed, I turned around once a good distance from her. I knew I wouldn't see my love, but looking in her direction was still enough to give a small satisfying feeling to myself. It wasn't enough to allow forgiveness to rush into my heart. I would never get that feeling. Never.

After a quick stop to Bella's, I made sure the note was where Charlie would find it and took care of the things which would remind her. Life without Bella would be difficult. There was no life without Bella, but there were distractions. That wouldn't satisfy me, though. I would roam the Earth for eternity, wanting nothing more than the sanctuary of Bella's presence. These were the things which plagued my mind as I got into my Volvo and sped down the street and away from all that I had ever loved.

Everything was going to move on and now I would leave. I would never come back. Never see her blushing, smiling face again. I would never hear from Isabella Marie Swan again.