It has been a year, a long year since I ever saw Edward. Everything I've done so far feels useless to me now. Some people might say I'm a stalker, some people might say I was obsessed with him, but no-one has ever even thought about how I felt for him.

-Last year-

"Hey." I greeted him, remembering the gruesome events of the night James attempted to kill me. I shivered at the thought of James. Edward simply nodded back. I tried smiling, just to get his attention, but he just looked down to his perfectly new shoes.
"I...uh...I need to talk to you." He said. I looked around then back to his direction. "Alone." His expression was unreadable, but as soon as he stepped towards the forest, my foot moved, taking me towards him. I followed him to the very spot I confronted him about being something that was not human. He stopped and turned to face me.
"Tell me what you wanted to say." I told him straight. The suspense was killing me and I wasn't even sure what I was waiting for.
"We're leaving Bella." He said in a flat tone. "We're not coming back." The pain struck my heart, but I was going to deny it. Maybe I was going with him, with them.
"We're leaving because of James right? I totally understand because I wouldn't..."
"No. We're leaving Bella." I panicked, my heart racing. He gave me a sympathetic look, meaning he could hear my heart racing.
"Wha...What...What do you mean?" I couldn't find the words to tell him how much I wanted him to stay. "Is it because of James?" I blurted out.
"It's nothing to do with James. It's just...you." What?
"Me? Is it because of the trouble I caused? Is it because I'm a nuisance? Is it because...because..." I couldn't ask all the questions that were buzzing in my mind. There were too many. "Maybe if I..."
"No." He cut me off. "You don't need to anything." He sighed, looking straight at me. "I'm sorry." He started walking away, slowly, every step cutting deeper and deeper into my wounded soul.
"Wait. Tell me why. Why can't you tell me why?" I cried out. My eyes filled with tears, blurring his perfected appearance. He paused and took an unnecessary deep breath, before turning to face me.
"Because you could get hurt Bella."
"I always get hurt. You know that."
"Well maybe that puts a lot of guilt on me." He stepped closer, at least 3 steps, but then took one step back again. "Which is why..." his eyes drifted behind him?
"Why what?" I urged him to continue. My cheeks stiffening from the dry tears that had trailed down from my eyes.
"Why I might have to reconsider everything: how I think and feel...about you."
"What is there to think about?"
"Everything Bella, everything. I don't think I even..."
"Don't say it!" I shut my eyes. This was not the real world, this was my nightmare.
"You can't deny it Bella. Maybe I just don't love you as much I could have." He said, his voice quieter and softer. Tears flowed freely. My reality was crashing down to hell. What did I do? "Goodbye Isabella." He never said my full name like that. I opened my eyes to see that he'd gone, without warning me that he was leaving at that very moment. My legs gave way and my body collapsed to the ground. My body, numb from the emotional pain, lied there soullessly.

-Present Day-

I'm officially 18. All those memories and plans I made with Edward are now erased from my life. I'm going to start new, or at least I hope so.