Hey guys. This is my first try at writing a fan fiction and I just wanted to see how it would turn out. Before you start reading, I just want you to know that I am team Edward all the way, and this story is going to kill me to write, but hopefully it will be worth it.

The amazing Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight.

BPOV

Standing on that ledge, looking out at the raging sea, I found it hard to believe that I had come so far. I had left my home three days previously; just jumped in the car and started driving. It wasn't until I saw the "Welcome to Washington" sign that I noticed where my subconscious was taking me. Back to the place where it all started. Back to my home town of Forks, Washington. Well technically, I was standing in La Push, at the edge of a cliff overlooking the Pacific Ocean.

I knew that I wasn't going to jump. I didn't have the heart to do that to my husband, to my child. Edward had been nothing but perfect in every way. It was this perfection that drove me to the edge of this cliff, 2,000 miles from Chicago, from home. I couldn't stand to look at his face, into his eyes that were filled with such love and admiration; not when every time I saw them, all I could think of was how I had betrayed him. I had done something that he could never forgive me for, something that I would never forgive myself for, and yet he had never found out. I was sure that when I came home that night that he would be able to see it in my eyes. That he would be able to see the immense guilt that emanated from my every pore. But he didn't, and I have lived with this secret for five long years.

I heard something behind me snap and the sound brought me back to the present. I turned around and found myself standing face to face with my past, all 6 feet 5 inches of it. He looked just the way I remembered him. Tall and muscular with russet colored skin and long black hair. He had it tied in the back, at the nape of his neck, and I couldn't help but think about how I used to love running my fingers through the silky strands. Standing here, staring at this man brought back all the memories that I had worked so hard to bury.

"Hello Jacob." It was all the sound I could force from my lungs. The sight of him sent my heart into a panic and I was sure that he would be able to see it beating underneath my shirt, threatening to jump from my chest.

"Bella, it's been a long time"

"Five years."

OK, so how did I do? I know that it's super short, but it's just the prologue. I hope to get the first real chapter up in the next few hours. If it totally sucks then I won't continue, but if you think that it's good then just tell me. Reviews are always appreciated.