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It's been nearly 100 years since Edward has left Bella in New Moon. Even after all this time, he has still not gotten over her and the separation has not gotten any better.

Meanwhile, deep in the woods near Forks, Washington, an 18 year old vampire with brown hair and golden eyes roams by herself, wishing she could see the one she loves and has missed for the last 100 years.

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BPOV:

There's not a lot of my human life that I remember. The majority of it was broken down into small memories and thoughts, not very clear to my new form, and making me want more.

But there were some wounds. The kind of wounds that time won't heal, the wounds that are scarred into my heart and soul, making every living moment for me a nightmare.

Being like this was what I had always wanted before he left. Something I had always wanted so I could spend the rest of my never-ending life with him and him only.

But what I wanted didn't matter then—still doesn't matter, even now as I stay in a small meadow that I remember every memory in. In a way, I wanted to forget every little memory with him that I had because the memories with him were so much more clear and painful to me then anything else that I held. But the other side of me wanted to keep them all, cherish what doesn't exist anymore and never would again.

A lot of times I would sit in his meadow—our meadow, and just let those two sides argue it out before I finally became mentally exhausted with it all and wish that I had the chance to sleep once again.

Other times I would sit and wish that there was a way that I could end all of this once and for all. It was impossible for me to starve myself, no matter how many times I has tried to sit here and tried to force myself not to eat. The feeling got overwhelming and I would go for the first thing I smelt.

I wanted so badly sometimes to just end all of this. To say goodbye and never have to hurt again, but I didn't know how.

I sighed and looked around the meadow I sat in. There were purple and yellow flowers popping up randomly through the bright green grass, and I watched the stream as a young deer and its mother went to wonder across it.

I had to smile at the sight, as the baby, who couldn't be more than a day old, wobbled unsteadily on his feet while the mother nudged his stomach to keep him straight up.

I looked away after a second, noticing how happy and carefree they seemed, even though danger was no more than 20 feet away from them, watching their every move.

I tried to find something else to focus on. There was a lot, I saw rabbits jumping around on the other side of the meadow, chewing on the grass and sniffing the ground. And then there were the bees and butterflies that stayed here for the flowers.

I was the exact opposite of all of them put together. I was sitting here lifelessly in a meadow wearing clothes I've had on for the last week or so. Even though vampires didn't sweat, the forest smells had collected there, and although it wasn't exactly unpleasant, it did change the natural sweet smell that any vampire would have.

I layed back in the grass, folding my hands over my stomach and looking straight up into the rainy clouds, seeing the moisture that was already starting to fall, but bummed it would be a few more minutes before it reached the ground.

In all honesty, I really didn't mind the rain. It was just another thing to me, however I didn't exactly want to stay out here in the open, although there wasn't much that could get to me at this point.

I heard animals scamper away, but I wasn't sure if it was because they sensed the rain or if it was my movements to lay down.

My head shot up when I heard another sound. A quiet, more muted sound that was impossible to belong to an animal. My defensive instincts kicked in at the same moment, and in the blink of an eye, I was on the other side of the meadow, crouched down and ready to pounce at any sign of threat.

I hears the love gro l er on the back of my throat build as the sounds didn't stop, but as they got closer, it slowed down drastically until it came to a sudden halt.

But, to my udder surprise, it didn't walk away. It simply stayed. I wondered why. Was it not alone and knew it could beat me? No, that couldn't be it. It was definitely alone.

But then, I realized it would be good if it came here. I could put up a fight at first, then give up. It would kill me and then everything would be better for me.

With a crunch that seemed so much louder than anything I've ever heard, whoever it was took a step forward slowly, and come close to my fate.

Death.

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EPOV:

I have wondered the earth for the past hundred years in dread. Over this time, I realized time would never heal wounds—especially when they became scars.

I had thought about revealing myself several times, towards the beginning, at least, so the Volturi would just end me. But after consideration, I decided that I didn't deserve to die because I should live in pain from the mistake I made.

It still burns me, even now, nearly a century later, and even though I still have very clear good memories of us together, the pain today makes it even worse.

I sometimes wonder of I had even made the right decision. I knew I was being selfish staying with Bella, even if she had denied it all. I was always a danger to her, but I stayed with her because she made me happy.

But in my self-loathing I realized I made a life-altering decision that would affect both of us. Through all the thoughts that I posed a danger to her, I realized, that on her eyes I hadn't. To her I had dropped everything and left.

I wished with everything I had that I could somehow apologize now, even though it was too late now.

I hated to even think of this word in the same sentence with Bella... dead.

There was no way that she would be alive now. If I would have stayed maybe things would have been different. We could have married and I could have changed her... But someway, somehow, we would have made this work for us.

But I had ripped it all apart the day I had left. There was no chance now. No way that I could ever bring her back no matter how much I tried. And the thought hurt me even more, twisting my useless heart in ways that hurt almost as bad as when I left her.

"Come on, Edward. Fresh start, remember?" Emmet said casually.

I glared at him, hoping to display my annoyance and hopelessness through it, and when he looked away, I knew I had.

I looked up at the house, before walking in. I ran right up to my room, ignoring all the eyes on me as I did so.

But when I walked in, I was pained. I looked at the old couch, one that was cracked and dusty from age, and remembered how I had locked Bella in my arms the first time she had came over so I found convince her what I was—a monster.

I looked at the old shelf of books and CDs, and almost saw he walking along them and running her fingers over them as she asked me about them.

I looked at the window and saw her looking out of it in awe at the sight of the woods and yards. That was one of the many things I loved about her, how she could see the beauty and goodness in the simplest of all things.

I closed my eyes and inhaled. I wasn't sure what I had expected, there was no way her scent could be trapped in here after all that time, but it was nice none the less.

I walked downstairs shortly after, seeing my family talking casually about how we needed to throw out everything and replace it. The talk about throwing things out pained me, although I knew it was silly. Everything in here had memories to me. Everything in here was something that Bella had touched, and we were getting rid of it all.

I took a shaky breath and let it out, and Jasper noticed my discomfort on that topic.

You can go, Edward. I'll try to work something out with them but right now I can feel your pain and discomfort. Please go, it will be best for you.

I nodded and without a word, bolted out. I knew without thinking where I was going. To my meadow—our meadow, I corrected.

I ran as fast as I could, but as I got closer, a new scent that seemed so shockingly familiar yet different filled my senses and caused me to stop immediately.

It was a vampire. I knew that right away, but it was more. It smelt like floral and strawberries and vanilla, and I thought of Bella.

NO! I told myself. It wasn't Bella, so I couldn't get my hopes up. It was impossible.

I smelt the adrenaline, though, running through it like they were ready to fight. But maybe, just maybe, I could let them win. Maybe this was my chance to make everything better.

And with a deep breath, I took a step towards them to face my fate.

Death.

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