This is for my best friend, horsejumper127, and I really hope she likes it. I yelled at her the other day, and I shouldn't have, and she's been really sad lately, so this is a combination, I'm-sorry slash Please-feel-better Cheer-you-up gift.
Edward's POV:
I leaned against a wall, and slid down it. When I touched the ground, I slammed my foot on the floor. "WHY CAN"T I STAY?!?" I bellowed, probably for the one thousand, four hundred, sixty third time. Alice was sitting on my bed crosslegged, staring into space. I knew, as did Jasper, who was right next to her, that she was staring into the future. She shivered alittle, and Jasper touched her shoulder, changing her mood. This was tough for her, and him. She was seeing all of our deaths. Carlisle's, Esme's, Rosalie's, Emmett's, mine, Jasper's, then finally, her own. I'd seen them many times, as had she, but now she was looking for any chance of escape. So far she'd gotten this much: They were after Jasper and Rosalie, and, because of that, Alice and Emmet, and to keep this all a secret, Carlisle, Esme and I had to die as well. We didn't even know who 'They' were. Our choice was simple. Move out of Forks for almost a decade, until all threat subsided, or be eliminated.
It wasn't fair...They could all pack up and go, la-di-dah. Their soul mates were just as soul-less as them. Mine...Sweet Bella, she was still human. And it just wasn't possible to take her with us where we were going....Of course, I would be the perfect son Carlisle thought I was, trusted me to be, and packed my bags. While the others collected their belongings, I wrote out a farewell note to my love:
Dear Bella,
Goodbye dear. My family and I are leaving Forks for awhile, and I fear I shall never see you again. Please remember I love you, but don't mourn for me.
I slashed at the letter with my pen, balling it up and tossing it out the window. I tried again, my grip so tight on the pen it broke several times.
My Dear Bella,
I may never see you again. I love you, but my family and I are leaving Forks before we are hunted, and murdered. Please don't forget me.
'Another failure....' I thought, this time throwing the entire pad of paper nd pen out the window. I sighed and got another of each, then wrote simply:
Dear Bella,
Goodbye, I have to go now.
Love, Edward.
It broke my unbeating heart to leave her, and even as I slid the simple note into a envelope and signed the cover, I felt as if she were already far away. I ran to her house, slid the envelope between her window and the screen, and returned home. We tossed our bags into the trunk of Emmett's jeep, and left Forks, possibly forever.