Walk Away

Summary: Because sometimes you have to do what is right, rather than what is easy. And every now and then that means walking away.

A/N I haven't written Twilight fanfiction for a long time but here's just a little one shot of Edward's thoughts when he left Bella in the woods in New Moon. It's pretty angsty, but I'm feeling pretty angsty right now.

As I sped through disapproving trees time seemed to scoop me up into a pocket of nothingness, caged by the recurring screams of my Bella. They echoed between the hollowed trees and raked at my soul with their razor claws. How could I run away from her when she was in so much pain? I knew the answer though, even if it wasn't the one I had so deviously relayed to my love. As painful as it was to leave her, the knowledge that my existence threatened her made it impossible to stay another moment, made me fearful to do so. She would heal the loss of my companionship; she couldn't heal the kinds of wounds my family's teeth could give. I looked at my own smooth skin and the only other alternative this world held for me and my Bella's love. But it would cost her soul, and that wasn't a price I was willing to pay. I wouldn't imprison her to an eternity of loneliness, the world changing around her and yet staying the same. Losing everyone you love.

So I turned away from her voice, an anchor of despair in the midst of autumn, and I walked away.

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