Summary: After four years together, Bella and Edward are the perfect match. They really love each other and even though they fight they always make it through. But what happens when Bella can't be there for Edward in his most desperate hour? Can their love pull through...or will what Edward fought so hard to prove was wrong, be a battle his heart just can't win?
Prologue
The pair stared at each other from across the table. They were unaware of the pounding in their chests. They were unaware of the tears welling in each others eyes. Edward's throat was dry. Bella's hands trembled and her body shook. What was there to say? What was their to explain? Shit happens...? That's not nearly a good enough excuse.
"What do we do?" She whispered. Edward wasn't sure what to say. He felt his heart breaking. A large lump found its way in his throat and he couldn't swallow. It was getting harder to breath as pressure built in his chest and his own hands shook. What was he supposed to say? What was he supposed to do? It's not like he meant for this to happen. It's not like he tried to resist though. Depression had sunken in and she wasn't there to catch him. She wasn't there when he needed her. When he called for her, she didn't come. When he begged for her to save him, he couldn't see her. She was so far away. Edward traced the small lines on his forearms, wincing as they stung like the worst venom. He wanted to throw up. He looked at her, her green eyes weren't sparkling.
"Maybe we should break up..." He whispered, not wanting to believe the words coming out of his mouth. Bella couldn't speak. She didn't want to look at him. Her head dropped low, her chest started heaving and her heart pounding. Did he just say what she really thought? Did he really mutter those words? Her world became black. Her voice drowned out and her heart bled. She sniffled.
"Well Edward...you really did it this time. You just proved to me that I was right all along...love doesn't exist."