So this is my first Fanfiction and I have to admit that I'm a little nervous. I know that my story has been done before, but some of the ones that I have read were not very satisfying. I can only hope that mine is.

Each chapter will be from Bella's and Edward's POV, nobody elses. I tried to keep them as in character as possible, but I know my writing skills will never match those of the great Stephenie Meyer. Be warned that this story might take awhile to finish because I have not completed it yet, but I have a general idea of what will happen.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. Those all belong to Stephenie Meyer.

And now I give you. . .

Undeniable Truths

Chapter 1- Wishful Thinking

Bella

My companions of the night led me quietly through the shadows of the sinister forest. I followed obediently as I headed towards an unknown destination. I was acutely aware of my surroundings, breathing in deeply, taking in every sight, and listening intently to every sound of the forest I felt caged in. I had to hurry. In a matter of minutes they would be gone, never to be seen again, at least, not during the daytime.

The stars twinkled peacefully up in the sky, slowly fading away as the sun started to creep its way up over the horizon. To the human eye, the stars would no longer be visible, but I could see them, and I was saddened to watch them go.

Spying a little clearing up ahead I sprinted forward so I could get an unobstructed view of the sky. In a matter of seconds I had reached the clearing and was glancing up, desperate to catch a last glimpse of the stars before the sun took over the sky completely.

Every rainless night I gazed at the stars, focusing on nothing else, keeping my mind painfully blank. They served as a distraction during the lonely monotonous night. They kept my mind from wandering to dangerous subjects that could cripple me. To keep myself occupied, I created my own constellations. And most of the time I ended up winded, unable to breath because I had envisioned a forbidden person.

Sometimes I force myself to visualize his taboo face, just so I won't forget the way he smiled, or the way his hair was disheveled to perfection. I make myself hear his voice say my name, and I whisper his in return. And after it's over, I double over on the ground gasping for breath-arms wrapped tightly around my torso- trying desperately to return to my forgetful state of mind. But no matter how hard I try, he never goes away. And in a twisted way I'm glad, because the misery and pain keeps me from convincing myself that he wasn't real; I couldn't imagine a life where Edward never existed.

That's why I was so distressed that the stars were going away; because now I would have little to distract me from the inner workings of my mind.

I sighed quietly and stood staring at the ground, gathering my thoughts as I decided what to do now and where to go next. The decision was pretty easy; it was either north or west towards the coast. I had just traveled from the east, and there was a town to the south. The logical thing to do would be to go north where the forest stretched on for miles and miles. Near the coast there would be more people and less tree coverage because of the villages. But then again, Alaska was not a very populated place.

I decided to compromise and go northwest towards Denali National Park, away from Anchorage. The one picture I had seen of Denali was beautiful and I absentmindedly remembered a brochure I had seen saying that located in Denali was the tallest mountain in North America. I couldn't remember the name of it, but I haphazardly thought that it would be exciting and. . . distracting to climb. Both of which were what I needed right now seeing as my birthday was coming up soon.

I wonder if he will remember it. . . I gasped quietly and quickly scolded myself for my wishful thinking. Why would he remember something as insignificant as my birthday, as insignificant as me?

He had absolutely no reason to be thinking of my birthday, or me for that matter. I had not been of importance to him in years. Eight years to be exact. How lucky he was to be blessed with such… distracting distractions, while I was forced to stare at the sky every night just to keep myself sane.

Oh how I wish I could have been good enough for him! There would be no need for me to grieve for lost love because it would be grasped tightly in my hand, and I would never let go. I still had not let go, even if Edward had.

I wonder if me being a vampire would have affected his decision. Now that I was his equal would I be considered worthy of his affections? Probably not; I would never deserve such an angel's love.

STOP RIGHT THERE! THIS HAS GONE TOO FAR! I was so incredibly angry at myself for getting swept away in my thoughts, again.

"Stupid, I'm so stupid. I'm only hurting myself further." I muttered. But why can't I seem to stop? Why can't I seem to let go, like he obviously had?

I realized then that I would never be able to let go; I would never be able to escape the pain. It was something I would endure forever. I loved him far too much.

Suddenly, I took off through the woods towards Denali; I couldn't get to that mountain soon enough.