(AN: I'm starting off with the scene in New Moon where Edward tells Bella good-bye for the last time. So the first few paragraphs are not my words. Well actually half it might not be mine but I really needed the scene to start it off. I just might cut out the unnecessary paragraphs. And I'm sorry this is really short extremely short but this is the prologue so yeah.*shrugs unperturbed by the hateful glares I might be receiving*)

I do not own Twilight.

Last Goodbye

"… You can have my soul. I don't want it without you-it's yours already!"

He took a deep breath and stared, unseeingly, at the ground for a long moment. His mouth twisted the tiniest bit. When he finally looked up, his eyes were different; harder-like the liquid gold had frozen solid.

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying.

There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent.

"You…don't…want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.

"No."

I stared, uncomprehending, into his eyes. He stared back without apology. His eyes were like topaz-hard and clear and very deep. I felt like I could see into them for miles and miles, yet nowhere in their bottomless depths could I see a contradiction to the word he'd spoken.

He smiled gently. "Don't worry. You're human-your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind."

"And your memories?" I asked. It sounded like there was something stuck in my throat, like I was choking.

"Well"-he hesitated for a short second-"I won't forget. But my kind…we're easily distracted." He smiled; the smile was tranquil and it did not touch his eyes.

He took a step away from me. "That's everything, I suppose. We won't bother you again."

I was dizzy; it was hard to concentrate. His words swirled around in my head.

I tried to breathe normally. I needed to concentrate, to find a way out of this nightmare.

"Goodbye, Bella," he said in the same quiet, peaceful voice.

Goodbye, my eyes widened fractionally. That word echoed in my mind, taunting me. I turned my head to try to capture his eyes again only to face the too green foliage. The leaves gently swayed from the wind of his quick retreat.

I turned towards the direction of the path that leads deeper into the forest. My vision blurred and hot tears streaked down my face.

So this was it, huh?

Unbelievable pain ripped through my chest as I uttered that one word; the one, I hoped would fail to reach his ears. "Goodbye."