Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns Twilight. Sadly, I don't. :( I only own the 362 Twilight posters hanging in my room. Teehee.

Gah, this is from so many POV's. Whatever. I'm trying to make the story more exciting. XD!

"I'll break you down,

I'll take you down, down.

Fill you with sadness.

Make your life madness."

{All The World – Faxliage}

:Riley's POV:

Ever since Bella got back from hunting, she looked kind of odd. Her shoulders were slumped over a little, a saddened look would appear on her face when she thought I wasn't looking. I leaned over and pecked her on the cheek, trying to cheer her mood. She smiled a little but then picked up the worn-out book sitting on the coffee table that I had my feet perched on. We were sitting on the old black couch, as usual. Victoria was going to be gone for another day or so, she was off with some other guy she had met a few days ago. Laurent, I think. He freaked me out. Bella and I nicknamed him the freaky dude with the dreads.

"What's wrong, honey?" I asked her and skimmed my nose down her cold cheek.

"Nothing. I'm just... thinking." She relaxed and sat her book back down, leaning on me.

"Mmm. What about?"

"My old life," She said, her thoughts skimming the past. "What I had before all of this."

I wound my arms around her waist and pulled her close.

"And what was that?"

"My parents, friends, Ed- ...a life." She was about to say something that I knew went along the lines of that stupid Cullen. He was an idiot, leaving her to suffer. Now he was paying back.

I frowned and twisted around to face her.

"You've got a life now, Bella. Forget Edward. He made you suffer." I whispered, knowing her feelings for him had vanished into the air.

"You're right." She smiled and leaned over to kiss me.

:Edward's POV:

I sat on the cold forest floor, hugging myself together. Bella, my Bella, had just left. Once again. I only saw her about once a year – and most of the time it was by accident. I would get a yearning ache in my stomach, wanting to reach up... wanting to touch her stone cold face. The face that should hold topaz eyes and a sweet smile. Not crimson eyes and a snarl. She loved to torture me. Throwing painful scenes in my mind. They licked through me, edging around in my head, until they finally reached my stomach; I would double over in pain. The hole grew bigger and stronger until it was unbearable. Until I couldn't stand it.

If she would only let me speak for five damn minutes, I could knock some sense into her. I could persuade her, make her lull it over as she ran off to wherever she called home. I pulled my knees up so my head could rest on them as I sobbed without tears. She thought that she was the only one who had suffered. I suffered too. Maybe not as extreme as she did, but I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. I wanted to go run back to her, hold her in my arms. Feel her warm lips on mine. But I couldn't. I thought she was okay, I didn't know she was tortured.

"Edward." A delicate but sharp, worried voice came from my left.

I peered up. It was Alice. My sister. I hadn't seen her in eighteen long, unbearable years.

"Hello, Alice." I said faintly.

"What's happened to you, Edward?" She asked.

"You know what happened. You've seen it." I muttered and messed with a leaf, tearing it apart.

"I know," She said softly. "I just didn't know you were this depressed. We're all worried sick about you, you know? Esme's been a nervous wreck for years, talking about how horrible of a mother she is."

"Tell her she's wrong. All of you have nothing to do with this, it's my problem." I threw the remaining bits of the leaf on the ground.

"Edward. Bella is torturing you. I, personally, think the problem is Victoria."

"It's not Victoria. Bella has chosen, and she doesn't want me." I hung my head in despair.

:Alice's POV:

I left Edward there, alone. I didn't want to. I wanted to comfort him. I tried to show him some of the visions."She left for a reason." He would snap. I backed off and ran back home to concentrate, knowing I would run into him again soon. If I thought of Bella hard enough, I could probably see any of her latest decisions... There. She was with another vampire... Riley. He had blond hair, crimson eyes. I flung my thoughts a couple hours ahead after realizing that all I was going to see was the two of them making out. It sickened me. Bella should be with Edward. She was going to be with Edward. I saw it. They were both in the meadow, Bella laying beside him as he sung her lullaby.

"Crap." I muttered to myself.

I should have shown him the visions. He was already gone, I saw that he would run back to the cave he resided in. He would avoid me, too. He would do anything to escape the past.

Jasper twisted his arms around my waist when I got home, but I pulled back.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I talked to Edward."

His face showed an enormous amount of shock. I felt myself calm down as Carlisle appeared in front of me.

"How is he?" Carlisle asked.

"Horrible. He's depressed, Carlisle. Beyond depression. Bella talked to him right before I showed up, she tortured him again." I said glumly.

"The poor thing!" Esme gasped. "It's all my fault.."

"He told me to tell you it was his fault, not yours Esme." I said. It seemed to ease her pain.

I suddenly saw something, it came out of the blue. Like someone was forcing me to see it.

Edward was kneeling on a cold marble floor, his arms outstretched and his head tilted upwards by two pairs of pale hands. He whispered "I love you, Isabella." and smiled faintly before the hands tightened their grips. His head twisted off with a loud snap, his arms breaking like glass.

Somewhere miles away, Bella was sitting on a cold forest floor. I was standing there next to her, urging her to go help Edward. Telling her what was going to happen. Little did I know, I was too late. I saw myself gasp, my eyes skimming into the future.

"He's gone." I spoke.

Bella became limp on the ground, I watched as she cried trearlessly.

"He's gone. And I will be soon."

"Oh, god! Jasper!" I whispered as my eyes opened up to the present time.

"What?" Everyone urged.

"Edward... He's going to volterra, they're going to kill him! And Bella is going to die too!"

"No, it can't happen! No..." Esme gasped, looking like she would faint if she could.

Carlisle gripped the counter behind him, the same expression smeared on his face as Esme.

:Edward's POV:

I sat on the cold ground, wondering when Alice was going to appear back. Maybe a month. I would probably still be sitting here, limp and lifeless on the floor. I sighed heavily and wondered what Bella was doing. I thought of this quite often, but when Alice was here... I got an actual glimpse. Bella was with another man. My Isabella. Mine. Not his. Mine. Anger radiated from my body as I lept up, following Bella's scent. I was going to put an end to this. If I didn't, I was going to Volterra. Sure, Aro wanted my powers. But a depressed vampire is just about useless.

I ran faster than I had in years, knowing I would be there in a matter of minutes. When I arrived... this... Riley was going to die.

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