A/N: Yes, a new story. (Y) If you're returning, because you read all my other ramble, I thank you highly. If not then welcome. I hope you enjoy this. :) I can seriously tell you, that I am enjoying writing it so far.

All I'm going to tell you is that this is a NM/AU. Edward never came back in New Moon. But, you understand a lot from the Summary, since that is what (hopefully) prompted you to read. I know that there are a lot of stories that go for this stance. It is hard to come up with something original, but I'm trying to stay original as possible. This story should hopefully surprise you in more ways than one.

At the moment it's staying 'T' rated. It might change, but I doubt it. ;)

Anyway, Happy reading!! :D

Preface:

"Get out,"

"No."

I let out the breath I'd been holding in loudly. I'm slowly losing my patience.

"Just listen to -"

I cut him off. "There's nothing left to say. You said everything you had to say 7 years ago,"

Edward flinches but then manages to compose himself. I resist the urge to make an unimpressed noise.

"Bella..." The tone of his voice suddenly changes; he's on the verge of pleading with me now.

"No Edward," Even now, saying his name still scratches my throat. "There's nothing left to say."

Nothing is said for what seems like hours, but it's only about a minute. But for that time, his butterscotch orbs bore into my own eyes and I can feel myself cracking under the pressure of them.

Damn hormones.

I break the eye contact by turning around and starting to walk towards the front door. I'm stopped by Edward grabbing my forearm and pulling me back round to face him.

"Edwa-"

He closes the distance between us and cups my face in his hands. I'd forgotten about the coldness of his skin, but it doesn't affect me. I'm suddenly scared about what he's going to do.

He strokes my cheeks with his thumbs, never taking his eyes away from mine. I can't move. I can't speak. I'm frozen to the spot that I'm currently in.

I know that I should be pulling away, but I can't, I physically cannot bring myself to.

I know that Edward has noticed my some-what distress. My heart feels like it's about to fly about my chest, and I know he can hear it, but he's ignoring it. I'm ignoring it.

He moves a bit closer and then presses his lips up against my own. I gasp at the feel of them, but throw myself into the kiss a little bit more than I should.

Slowly it becomes normal again, like he'd never been gone in the first place. Our lips move against each others at a familiar pace, but it's when his tongue snakes out to brush against my bottom lip that I suddenly remember what I'm doing.

I push my hands against his chest and then pull away, gasping for air.

"No!" My voice cracks and I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. "No, no, no!"

Edward steps forward again obviously to try and comfort me but I step back. Pain flashes through his eyes, but it's gone almost as fast as it got there.

"Bella, please," He whispers.

I can feel the tears fall down my face, but I don't make any move to wipe them away.

"You should have kept your promise. If you'd have stayed away like you said none of this would have ever happened," My voice cracks at least twice through that sentence and the tears start to fall down my face at a faster pace.

Edward stares at me almost as if I don't know what I'm saying, and a few different emotions pass across his face. Pain lingers there longer than the others.

"I'm married, Edward. Married," I don't have to say the other thing; I just wave my hand in front of my stomach. "This is what you wanted," I can't seem to stop the words spilling out, I don't want them to, but they just keep coming. "You wanted me to have a normal life, well, that's what I've spent the last 7 years doing. I can't do this, Edward. I can't."

All of this is not doing me any good. My hormones are in over-drive as it is, and I'm working myself up; this is bad, this is very, very bad.

Edward just stands there, looking at me, the pain clearly etched onto his face. "You think that I actually wanted to leave you? Is that what you still believe after all this time?!"

I can only blink.

"Do you actually believe that I really stopped loving you, Bella? Do you really honestly believe that?"

I wipe a few tears away from my face. "Y-you said,"

"I'm a vampire, Bella. I don't change. You were it for me, I've never stopped loving you, and I won't ever stop loving you. I left you for your own good," He rubs his hands across his face roughly before continuing. "I-I never really thought you'd find somebody else."

I can't process the words, the movements, the emotions. I just can't process any of it. It's all too much.

So, I do the only thing I know how to do at the moment. I point towards the door. "Get out,"

"Bella,"

"Get. Out." I hiss.

I can't handle this now. Not now, not ever. I've spent the last 7 years trying to forget about him, trying to really move on and love Matthew like I should. Love him the right amount, but that small amount of my heart always belonged to Edward and I could never get rid of that. I need my husband, I need him to come on and hold me while I cry, and tell me that everything's going to be okay, and that I don't need to be scared.

I need him. I love him. Don't I...?

A sudden pain shoots across my abdomen, causing me to gasp and step back so I'm leaning up against the wall.

"Bella?!" Edward walks up to me and stands in front of me.

The pain shoots through me again and I gasp, louder and more pain-filled than before, my hands flutter to my bump and then I slide down the wall onto the floor.

Oh God.

"Oh my God," He whispers. He's realised what's happening, I've realised what's happening. This can't be happening now, it can't...

I feel something warm seep between my legs and then down onto the floor beneath me. A moan escapes my lips and then pain shoots through me again.

I look up at Edward, who's looking down at me. His eyes are wide, but he comes to sit beside me, and starts stroking my hair.

"Bella, Bella, you'll be okay. I promise," He whispers, before pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "Sssh." He soothes.

I can't look at him; he's not who I need here right now. Suddenly, I begin to sob as the pain comes again, tears still streaming down my cheeks.

Edward pulls me closer to him and then I look down at my abdomen and at the liquid sitting between my legs.

I moan once again and then everything goes black...

A/N: I hope you liked it! :D Leave me some love, please? :)

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight Saga. So, don't sue, 'kay? :)