What if Alice broke her promise to Edward? What if she looked for Bella when they left? Another take on Edward leaving Bella, mostly in EPOV, some others later. THIS IS NOT THE SAME AS THE BOOK!

AN; This is not the same as the book, it just starts out that way. This is my first Twilight fanfiction, please be nice and bare in mind that I haven't had long to get into their heads, as it were. Having said that, I can deal with Flames, so just be honest really, and review!;-)

I thought she was safe with us, I remember not thinking that at the start, trying to get her to avoid me, I wasn't safe for her, but that had faded with time, I'd become complacent, forgetting how real a threat we are to her, not just me, but the rest of my family too. I never thought Jasper would attack her like that.

Even I had to hold my breath, the scent was so sweet, so enticing, I wanted to drink; I felt that I needed to drink, to kill her, my love.

No. She was not safe with us; she couldn't stay with us anymore. We would leave.

Bella walked into the room, she'd been having her Human Moment. I was sitting on her bed, fiddling with the paper of one of her birthday presents.

"Hi" My voice was sad; I would have to hide it better than that.

Bella crossed the room, pulled the gift from my hands and sat herself down on my lap, leaning into me.

"Hi, Can I open my presents now?"

I smiled slightly, "Where did the enthusiasm come from?" That was better, the sadness was gone.

"You made me curious" She reached across and picked up Carlisle and Esme's present.

"Allow me" I took the gift and tore the paper from it before handing it back.

"Think I can handle lifting the lid?" I analysed it for a moment, surely not even Bella could hurt herself lifting the lid of a box.

She opened it and stared blankly at the plane tickets for a long while. "We're going to Jacksonville?"

She sounded slightly excited, "That's the idea"

"I can't believe it. Renée is going to flip! You don't mind, though, do you? It's sunny; you'll have to stay inside all day." My Bella, she never ceased to surprise me by saying the strangest of things.

"I think I can handle it. If I'd had any idea that you could respond to a gift this appropriately, I would have made you open it in front of Carlisle and Esme. I thought you'd complain."

"Well, of course, it's too much. But I get to take you with me!"

My strange Bella; I chuckled; "Now I wish I'd spent money on your present. I didn't realise you were capable of being reasonable."

Her smile vanished as she scowled up at me, her eyes still laughing. She set the tickets aside and reached for my gift, I took it from her and unwrapped it like the first.

She stared at the CD for a moment, her face blank. "What is it?"

I took the disc from her and leaned across her to put into the CD player on her bedside table, I loved her warmth, I knew I felt cold to her, but sometimes I touched her anyway, the warmth of her felt so good. I hit play and leaned back, we waited in silence for her Lullaby to start.

She sat still, her eyes wide; did she like it? Why didn't she say anything? Tears appeared in her eyes and she wiped them away before they could fall.

"Does your arm hurt?"

"No, it's not my arm. It's beautiful, Edward. You couldn't have given me anything I would love more. I can't believe it."

We were quiet for a moment, just listening. "I didn't think you'd let me get you a piano so I could play for you here."

"You're right"

"How does your arm feel?" I could see it was beginning to bother her.

"Just fine" Why did she always try to lie? I would always see straight through her, and she knew it.

"I'll get you some Tylenol."

"I don't need anything" My Bella, always trying to do without what she truly did needed, I slid her off me and walked to the door.

"Charlie" She reminded me in a hiss.

"He won't catch me," I promised, before running to fetch the pills and a glass of water for her, catching the door before it swung shut on my return.

I handed her the pills and glass of water, she took them without arguing, which meant that her arm really was bothering her, even if she wouldn't admit it out loud.

"It's late" I murmured as I scooped her off the bed and placed her under the covers, I lay down beside her, on top of the covers, as much as I enjoyed her warmth, my cold could not be comfortable for her.

I put my arm across her, careful not to put too much weight on her delicate, breakable form. She sighed, leaning into me and resting her head on my shoulder.

"Thanks again," Her soft voice was a whisper.

"You're welcome."

My Bella, my precious Bella. I loved her so much, too much. She could not love me as much as I cared for her, beside the fact that the human mind is too small to cope, she could not love me, a monster, as I loved her, an angel.

It was selfish of me to have spent so long in her life, putting her in danger. It was wrong of me to have done so, I truly was a monster; the right thing to do would have been to have stayed in Denali. The right thing would have been to have never existed, to have never entered her life; never put her in danger.

It wasn't enough, it would never make up for all the wrong I'd done, but I would do the right now, what I should have done at the start; I would leave, leave her in peace and safety.

"What are you thinking about?"

It would be best not to tell her yet, regardless that it was best, she wouldn't take it well. "I was thinking about right and wrong, actually."

"Remember how I decided that I wanted you to not ignore my birthday?" Her off-topic reply was just a little bit too quick; she was trying to distract me.

"Yes." I answered warily.

"Well, I was thinking, since it's still my birthday, that I'd like you to kiss me again" She was smiling up at me, eyes shining in the darkness.

"You're greedy tonight" Not that I minded, I should though.

"Yes, I am- but please, don't do anything you don't want to do,"

I laughed, as if I'd ever not want to kiss her. Then sighed, I shouldn't want to, and I was leaving, something I definitely didn't want to do. "Heaven forbid that I should do anything I don't want to do," I put my hand under her chin, pulling her face up to mine.

I touched my lips to hers; the soft warmth felt wonderful moulding against my stone lips.

I would miss her so much, miss this so much.

I pushed against her, careful not to hurt her, but more desperate. Needing to show her that I loved her, my free hand tangled in her hair, her hands around my neck, in my hair, pulling me closer, she pushed her body against mine, the warmth seeping through the blanket. She was crossing the lines, the lines I'd placed to protect her, to protect her from me. I let her. She wouldn't get another chance to break the rules, and I can't say I disliked it when she did.

But the rules where there for a good reason. I pulled away, pushing her away from me.

She collapsed backwards onto her pillow, gasping for breath. I'd forgotten to allow her time to breathe; I wasn't good for her.

"Sorry," I was out of breath too, though I didn't need it, "That was out of line."

"I don't mind" No, of course not; she never did.

"Try to sleep, Bella"

"No, I want you to kiss me again."

I growled in frustration, too quiet for her to hear. "You're overestimating my self-control."

"Which is tempting you more, my blood or my body?"

"It's a tie," I grinned briefly, "Now, why don't you stop trying to push your luck, and go to sleep."

"Fine" I had been expecting her to argue, she snuggled closer to me; she must really be tired to have given in so easily.

She shifted, resting her injured arm against my shoulder. She relaxed, presumably the cold of my skin helped numb the pain.

That was so Bella, never admitting her weaknesses. It probably didn't help that we were so much stronger than her; she no doubt felt that she should try to keep up, so she didn't inconvenience us. Bella never thought of herself, only of others. I wondered if perhaps she was with me because she knew it made me happy, maybe if she weren't so selfless, she wouldn't care for me. Perhaps all her love for me stemmed from a desire to please me; maybe she only loved me to make me happy.

That thought made the idea of leaving easier, just slightly. If her loved for me was based purely on her selflessness, then by leaving I'd be relieving her of the obligation to love me. It hurt that my presence in her life not only put her in danger, but also forced her to change herself for me, completely unnecessarily.

My precious, beautiful Bella, my love.

This realisation hurt, but I knew that she probably wasn't aware of it, helping others was so much a part of her, that she no doubt did it without even realising; she had no idea that she didn't really love me.

That hurt too, she was lying to herself over me. I was bad for her in every possible way.

If there was any doubt in my mind about whether I was leaving it faded as she shuddered into sleep by my side.

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I'm a good liar. I need to be, but lying to Bella was hard, the best I could do was cut myself off, distance myself. I couldn't bring myself to lye completely, not to her, not yet.

I kissed her forehead and disappeared out her window while she was still half asleep.

I needed to tell my family we were leaving.

Rosalie would be pleased; she'd been saying for some time that it was time to move again, that we couldn't really stay any longer.

The others wouldn't take it so well, but they would accept it, and they would be out of town by tonight, I didn't need to ask Alice to know that my family would do as I asked in this instance.

Alice. Bella was her best friend, she would fight against this hardest, she would want to say goodbye, but she needed to stay with Jasper, he would need her now. And it would be best if I told Bella, the others would be gone by then.

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