Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does. I'm just messing around with her characters. Whoa… That sounded wrong.

A/N: Okay, this is kind of just a preface. I decided instead of putting all this time into a chapter, and no one reading it and people thinking its crap! So give me reviews, and tell me if you think I should start it.

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Edward's POV:

I knew this was for the best. But I couldn't bring myself to do it. I needed to get all the anger out. The anger was boiling inside of me, and I had become dangerous to those around me. I took out the picture of Bella out of my pocket. It was crinkled and had torn edges. From all the folding up I had done with it over the past four years. She was the best thing I never had. And I let my past loom over her. Let it destroy our budding relationship. All because I was angry at one person.

Bella's POV:

I still thought of him sometimes. Rarely, but when I did, it was at a moment where I was weak. He hurt me so much, but yet I loved him. Alice called me a masochist. Everyone knew he loved me.

"The way he look's at you Bell's is so full of love and understanding..." Charlie, my father, had said. He liked Edward. So did Alice.

He always brought me flowers, even when I didn't want them. That's when his mother came back.