Shattered Night

Chapter one

What Else Could I Have Done?

He looked at her tear soaked face and turned away this was not the girl he knew. She was a criminal, a villain. She stolen, snuck things behind his back, and she

even lied (as impossible as it sounds) to his face. He couldn't trust her again reluctantly he faced her again. All her feature were twisted into hurt, pain. But her

eyes were devastating as he stared into them. Her chocolate brown eyes were filled with torture. Her lips trembled as if she was about to speak, he waited patiently but she said nothing. She only stared at him. His eyes were blank, expressionless. A sob escaped her throat and broke the silence in the small room.

"Please say something," she whispered.

He only continued to stared at her

"What can I say to change any of this?" he spoke. Another sob was heard as she put her hands to her ears and shook her head.

"I'm so sorry. It wasn't meant to end this way," she said her head down in shame, her hands trembling. He stood frozen as if time itself has stopped. There was a painful silence until he spoke

"Why did you do it?" he asked his voiced cold but she heard the curiosity that leaked out. She stood up surprising both of them because she had no intentions of getting up. She walked over to him and stared into his solid golden eyes.

"Is it not obvious? Did you think I was lying when I told you I would do everything to get us back? I did it for you. I did it for us. Is that so hard to believe?

"I loved you and I still do. Do you no longer feel love and interest for me?" her hands reached for his face, she wanted to feel his cold face and her lips to touch his rock hard ones. He grabbed her wrist stopping her.

"You and I both know that you didn't do any of this for us. I didn't promise to keep you human so you can live your last few weeks reckless. I only did so you can have all the human experiences it seems you don't want to do that but I'm not going to change you, Bella,"

"Besides you know I love you and I always will. You're all I have to live for," he said as he put her hands to her side and said again "Bella I'm not going to change

you." More tears streaked down her faced as she thought "This wasn't supposed to happen he was supposed to believe me. I did this for him but he doesn't believe me how could he not. Did he really think I pretended to love him so I could be immortal? My whole life revolved around, Edward."

He looked at her waiting patiently for her reaction. She became angry at her, at him, and at the volturi. Was this some masochistic joke to them?

"Damnit Edward! What can I do to make you believe me? You can't read my mind, and I can't read yours. You also know I'm a terrible liar. What else can I do?" she

yelled pounding her fist against his chest knowing it did no good for. Surprisingly a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes appeared on his face as he slowly raised

her chin up to face him "There's nothing we can do, love. We were together for all the wrong reasons. Now all I can do is fix it." She pulled away from his grip, his hand stayed there for a moment then he dropped his hand to his side, his smile gone as well.

"Don't call me love. It's an insult to me now. How are you going to fix this, Edward? There is nothing to fix," She spat, "Faith brought us together. So are you going

to ignore her and leave? Remember, what happened last time when you left?" He winced at the memory but she continued "Neither of us could stand it. What makes you think we can stand it now that we're even closer," she insisted holding up her left hand flashing of the ring he gave her a month or so ago.

"If you don't believe in us, then why should I? Edward you can have your love back and you can keep your immortality. I don't care," she said as she slipped of the

ring and the diamond heart on her bracelet. She let them both roll to the ground then said "I am now and always be Isabella Swan," tears streamed down her

cheek as she turned around and ran out the office. He heard her run down the stairs and out the door but he didn't follow. He was glued to the floor as he stared

at the two items that he gave to her to confess his love. There they were but she was not here to give them any meaning. He sat down in the office chair and placed his hand in his face remembering every moment they had together.