Edward was back. Thank God. Now that he was back, I missed him even more every time he had to leave me, even when it was only for hunting. I needed him more than ever. Even if it was only to see his face and reassure myself he wouldn't leave me again.

Flashback

"Bella! Get in this house RIGHT NOW!" he screamed from the front door.

Naturally, I was pleading at Edward with my eyes not to leave me, but he just looked at me with only love in his eyes. He whispered in my ear, just before we turned the corner of the house into Charlie's line of sight,

"No matter what he says, please don't believe him. I love you."

And with that he walked me to the door, turned me around and gave me a quick hug and a chaste kiss on the cheek and walked back towards his car.

"Bella!" I was quickly brought back to my father's ranting. I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself for what I knew was about to come.

"It was him wasn't it? He made you do this? He encouraged you to get on that….THING…." I knew he was talking about the shiny red motorcycle sitting in the driveway. And he thought it was, who….Edward? ….. That coaxed me to get on it? To buy it? He didn't know anything. He didn't know what was going through my mind when I loaded the two motorcycles in the back of my truck for the first time. Yes, it may have been a subconscious wanting to hear Edward's voice in my head, but first and foremost it was a wanting to be reckless….to do something no one expected of me….to break promises, to be the bad kid for once instead of the responsible adult I had always acted like.

"No Charlie." I said those two words quietly but with enough vindication to make him pause for a second.

"You're lying," he said just as firmly. I was shocked. No one had ever accused me of lying before, especially not him.

"Since when have I ever lied to you?" No need to bring up the many times Edward had stayed in my room, or going to…LA….or….oh well, that's not the point.

"Since you've been with HIM….since you ran off to Los Angeles to, what, convince him to come back to you? I never though of you as the type of girl to beg a boy to come back to you. What? Don't look at me with that shocked look on your face! You know exactly what I am talking about. He brings out the worst in you Bella. You don't see what I do. I saw you miserable….empty….for all these past months. Then Alice Cullen shows up, and while I am at my BEST FRIEND'S FUNERAL, you disappear, once again, because of HIM!"

Every time he said HIM he said it with such hatred that it caused my blood to start boiling. So he really thought he knew what it was like?

"Charlie, you have no idea what is going on. All of this is so far beyond you and you're not even trying. Do you not want me to be happy? Can't you see how happy I have been since he has come back? How dare you act like you know what is between Edward and I. You think we are just two lovesick teenagers, or that he is just stringing me along trying to see how far he can push before I crack? You're so wrong its funny! I love him! I love him more than anything in this world. He IS my world. You had better learn to accept that or accept the fact that I will be out of this house permanently. Maybe I do love him more than he loves me and I would gladly give my life for him, but that is none of your concern! You should only be concerned with what makes me happy, but if you can't do that, then I can leave."

I was breathing quite heavily after my little rant. I looked down at the floor while trying to calm myself from the emotions that were coursing through me. I looked back into Charlie's face and his was now the one covered in shock. The shock slowly transformed into sadness and despair.

"Bella….I…..NO! I don't want you to see him," he said, and then added, almost pleading "He will hurt you again."

"Probably, but that won't ever change how I feel about him." And with that I marched up the stairs, into my room, and started to pull my suitcase out from under the bed.

"Bells…" I turned around and Charlie was standing at my door with his head down, "you don't have to leave."

"Yes, I really do Charlie." I turned around and continued packing. I heard him walk down the stairs, outside, and start up the cruiser before driving away.

I looked up from my suitcase where I was crying and into the eyes of Edward, who looked like he could easily be crying, too. I crawled over to where he was sitting on my bed. We both laid down and held each other for a while. I could feel him dry sobbing against me, but I couldn't bare to look at him right now so I kept my face tucked into his chest where his shirt was covered in my tears.

The last thing I heard before crying myself to sleep was him sobbing "I'm so sorry Bella. I am so so sorry."

End Flashback