Summery: Bella leaves Edward when she finds out he got accepted into Harvard medical school and he refused to go because of her. Eight years and a car crash later, they meet again, but will Bella be able to break through Edward's now cold heart exterior?

Disclaim: I do not own Twilight.

Prologue

The rain was pounding against my bedroom window as I stare ahead into the one way main street of the town of Forks.

Everything has become a lot more confusing after graduation, everything isn't as simple as filling out college applications and taking finals, now, everything is everywhere. I remember Edward, my long term boyfriend, happiness and glee as he showed me all his acceptance forms, the only same university that I got in as he has was the University of Washington.

Harvard, MIT, Brown, Edward got in to all of them, I was so proud of him, but he has convinced himself that he's going to do his medical degree in just the common quarters of UW.

I loved Edward, I couldn't let him give away such an opportunity as this one just for the lights of me.

His silver Volvo pulls up to the curve, and my whole body jumped as I hear the car door slam shut. I wanted to cry, I wanted to snuggle up to him like I do almost every night he sneaks into my room and never let him go, I didn't want to let him go.

I walk down stairs slowly, hearing the echo of the door knocks throughout the house. As soon as I open the door, his lips attack mine, his hands on my sides as he turns me until he's fully inside the house, his wet hair dripping onto my dry skin. He pulled away, grinning, "Hey."

"Hi." I can't do this, I can't do this.

Edward frowns, "What's wrong love?"

My heart spiked, knowing what's to come, "Um- yes- no- kind of."

He chuckles, his arms trying to enclose against my waist, but I pulled away. His expression instantly turned to concern, "Bella, what's the matter?"

I couldn't look at him, I looked at the door handle behind him instead, "Things aren't right…Anymore."

"What do you mean? Has something happened?" His voice holding nothing but concern, his hand tries to cup my cheek, my I pull away once more.

I take a big breath in, "Us, I'm just not…Feeling it anymore."

I heard a sharp intake of air being taken in, "Bella, you can't mean that."

"I do." God, I'm a terrible liar.

"Bella," He grips my chin and jerked my face up, I still don't look at him, "I don't believe you."

"It's true." My voice quivered.

"No, it's not. What is it about?"

I made my eyes look up to his, his emerald orbs that I've loved since day one is filled with pain and worry. This is for him Bella, not you, "Edward, ever since graduation I just haven't felt right with you."

"I still don't believe you." He jaw clenched.

I rip my chin out of his grasp, not looking away from him no matter how much I longed to, "We are nothing but a high school fling Edward, it's not as if we were ever set in stone." I felt tears rip through my entire being with every word I verbalized.

He takes a step back, his eyes widen, "Bella, I love you."

That hits below the belt, I even flinched as he said it. Don't chicken out Bella! You know that he will be better off without you, it's only a matter of time anyway, "I'm not."

He winces, his face screws up as if he's trying his best not to cry. Every instinct I had was trying to force me to crush myself into him, cry and apologize that I ever said any of those words, that I didn't mean any of it, that I'm just scared. But I didn't, I stood my ground, or what little ground I had left at least, "If this is about university Bella, then don't worry about it, I'm going to be learning everything the same whether I'm in DC or Seattle. You don't have to do this."

Edward took a few steps towards me and I knew I was losing it, I stepped back, having my hand stretched out lazily to keep him distant, "No Edward, this isn't about you, it's about me. I need time to work out my own life and not have to worry about someone else's, I feel suffocated."

"Then I will give you as much time as you need, you don't have to end this…Please?" His eyes plead.

I looked away, my eyes directed to the floor, don't cry, please don't cry, "That's the thing, I don't want you to wait for me."

"I will wait for you Bella." He said firmly.

My eyes look up to him, I almost glared at him for making this so much more harder then I hoped, "I don't want you, Edward."

I saw a single tear slide down his cheek, his eyes look at me as if not believing that this conversation is real, "You have me."

"Then I'm giving you back." For god sakes I'm crying! The tears wouldn't stop, they fell, and I tried my best to stop.

He moves closer, and I yell, "No Edward! Don't you get it!? I don't want to be together! You have to accept that!"

Each word seemed like a bullet to his exterior, his feelings feel as if they are radiated back to me, "Bella, please…"

"What do you want from me Edward?" My voice started to shake, "Do you want me to walk around and pretend that I still have feelings for you? That I still love you? Because I can't!"

Without words, he turns and runs out the door, not looking back to see me break down on the ground, crying because my own personal world has now shattered into a million pieces.