Prologue

"I hope you know I hope you know that this is nothing to do with you its personal myself and I we got some straightening out to do I'm not gonna miss you like a child miss their blanket cuz I've gotta get a move on with my life it's time to be a big girl now and big girls don't cry"

-Fergie, Big Girls Don't Cry

He reached towards me, arms outstretched. He was going to hug me. Did I want that?

"Bella," his voice was husky. His arms wrapped tightly around me, and I found myself wrapping mine around him. He kissed my hair and I felt so comfortable in his arms, like I could stay there for an eternity. He pulled back slightly and looked at me, slowly lowering his lips to mine. His eyes were smoldering. He gently pressed his lips to mine, it was heaven.

Suddenly, he was the one kissing me. It was his arms around me. I remembered that night, the blood, the screams, him.

I pushed myself away, horrified. I turned my back to him and touched my lips with my hands. My vision blurred. Suddenly, there was blood on my hands, blood everywhere. He spoke my name. I screamed. I started running away, not caring where I was going, I just wanted to get away. I left the one man I had ever had true feelings for standing there, broken.