Okay, so this is YET another story I'm starting because I can't shake the idea…but I do have plans for where this will go so please review!! And this is shorter than the others will be.

"No, no, NO!!" I screamed into the dark night, pounding my fists into the cold, hard earth. My clothes were dirty, and I was cold, but numbness had stolen over my body and I didn't care one bit. Why was I having this relapse? It had been a year since he had left me again, and I had gotten over him. But every night, once and awhile in a disconcerting and unpredictable pattern, they came fast and furious.

Memories that I had so carefully stored away in the back of my memory came flooding into my mind, painting vivid pictures before my eyes. And unfortunately, tonight was the night.

No, Bella, I do love you, Edward crooned in my ear, his velvety voice filling my ears and blocking my senses. I squeezed my eyes shut and screamed, trying vainly to block out his voice. Not this memory, no please, please, PLEASE not this one, it will surely tear me apart…

"Bella, listen to me. I am never going to leave you, do you understand? You are always in my heart, and I love you forever." He smiled at me warmly, and took my hand, stroking the back of it with his icy thumb.

"Do you promise?" I asked him, looking into his topaz eyes, searching for the truth. He flashed a crooked smile, and kissed my cheek fleetingly. "I will love you, and I will never leave you," he promised. I took his other hand, and squeezed it, watching the warm breeze ruffle his bronze hair, the most beautiful thing in the world, right in front of me…

I crouched on the ground, waiting it out as another memory weaved its way into my mind.

"I think…" Edward said, his marble brow furrowed, his black eyes confused and hurt. "It would be best…if I left you. You seem to be all right with Jacob, and you love him. Really, it's for the best, Bella. You'll have a human life, and I won't hurt you anymore."

My body and mind froze, my eyes wide in terror. Tremors rocked through my body, and I lunged for him, catching him around the waist and gasping with new sobs.

"No!!!" I screamed at him, gripping his shirt and refusing to let go of him. "N-NO!! Edward, w-what about y-y-your promises? S-stay, I love you, stay please!!" Edward gripped my upper arms and pulled my body away from him. His expression was torn, and the pain was now obvious in his eyes.

"I want to keep my promises Bella. I'm sorry, I'm hurting you further, but please, for me, be happy with Jacob Black." His voice caught in the end, and he swiftly crushed me to his chest, and as soon as he was there, he was now gone.

Gone, Edward was gone and not coming back.

I was shaking from head to toe and my eyes were blurred with tears and memories, now darting in and out, too fast for me to catch real glimpses of them. I pulled my knees to my chest, letting my hair fall over my eyes and my conscious mind started to slip.

I head a faint rustling, and then I felt warm hands on my face, turning me over and saying my name. I was barely conscious, but I could tell it was Jacob. I couldn't let him see me like this; I couldn't let him know I was suffering.

"Bella, honey, please! Can you hear me?' His deep voice was anxious, and I opened my eyes slowly, taking in his blurry figure.

"Jake," I tried, testing my voice, seeing if they were coherent. He seemed to understand well, because I could feel his relief and he scooped me into his arms, pressing me to his bare chest. "Oh, Bella," he murmured, sweeping my hair out of my eyes.

"What is happening to you?" A new tear leaked out of my eye, and I blinked it back hurriedly, my energy sapped.

"I don't know anymore," I admitted, tucking my head gratefully into his vast chest. I inhaled his familiar scent, my mind now restful and still. I could feel Jake sit up, and he stood up, cradling me to his chest. "I'm going to take you home," he announced. I frowned, wracking my brains; I knew something was wrong with that.

"Charlie won't be home," I remembered, and I swayed in his arms as Jake set off, out of the woods. "I'll stay with you," Jake promised, and he pulled me tighter as a particularly cold gust of wind made me shiver.

I drifted in and out of sleep as Jake carried me home. I only faintly noticed that Jake was carrying me into my house, closing the door behind him. He climbed the stars carefully as to not disturb me, but he made no sound anyways.

In my room, Jake set me gently on my bed, lying my head down on my pillow. He lay down sideways next to me, tucking his arm beneath my head. I pried off my shoes with my toes, and curled up against his warm body, comforted that he was there for me, but still haunted with my earlier visions.

"Jake," I muttered; there was something I had to say before I lost consciousness.

"Mm?" he breathed against my ear, his cheek resting on my head. I looked up at him, and saw that his black eyes were watching me carefully, as if he was afraid I would break at any moment.

"Thank you. For finding me," I murmured, touching his cheek with my hand softly. My hand felt like it weighed 100 pounds. Jake wasn't expecting this, but he pressed my hand to his cheek with his big one.

"I will always be there for you," he promised, and pressed his warm lips to my forehead before I slipped into the blackness.