DISCLAIMER:I am not Stephenie Meyer. I do not own Twilight (except a copy of the book). This is my first Fan Fic, I hope you like it, review! [Also thank to everyone who did review!xx]

NOTE: Bella's POV, set in Eclipse [in Edward's room for this chapter] and Tanya's family decides to visit the Cullens.

I feigned sleep for a while; he knew I wasn't asleep but he knew me well enough to know that I didn't want to talk to him. He sat on the bed watching me I presumed, but if he didn't know what was wrong, I wasn't going to tell him. Only when the sky outside got lighter did I fall into a restless sleep.

When I woke up the room was bathed in foggy lilac light and I could here the light pattering of rain on the roof and windows. When I got up I realized Edward wasn't in his room with me; I was suddenly terrified of what I said last night. So I untangled myself from the covers -with a little -okay a lot of difficulty but I was surprised that I didn't fall out of bed so that was good –you know for me.

I took a long, hot shower and it helped calm down my nerves so I could think about things rationally. So what exactly had I seen? –Maybe it was just a trick of the light –or moonlight should I say. I don't have good eyesight –compared to the Cullen's, I thought.

But I was sure of what I'd seen so I made my decision the next time I saw him if he didn't dump me I would dump him. It would break my heart (and hopefully his too) but it was only right, if he loved Tanya and I got out of the way it would make things easier. And it would make others happy too; like Charlie who's never truly approved of Edward since he left me. Or Jacob who wished nothing more for me to leave Edward and fall in love with him instead.

When I got out of the shower I had no choice but to change into the clothes Alice had left me, what ever it was -a shirt or a dress I couldn't tell (a shirtdress for your information). It was white with light blue stripes and paired with a scarf and dark blue skinny jeans. It was completely unrealistic for Alice to expect me to wear this on a normal day but today I had no other choice.

When I got out of the bathroom Edward was sitting on the edge of the chaise lounge waiting for me.

"Good morning, love" He said silkily.

Love? Love? I thought.

"Hey" I said indifferently.

"What is it that you want for breakfast Bella?" He asked.

"Ummm I'm not actually that hungry, -thanks" I stated, my stomach was already full of butterflies.

"Alright then, is something on your mind? –You were very restless in your sleep last night" he asked.

I stared blankly out into the distance. This is the time to do it Bella –just spit it out, I thought.

"Actually Edward there is something on my mind…".

"Yes" He prompted.

"I think we should break up" There I said it, I was still staring out into the distance but I could feel the shocked look on Edward's face.

"What?"

"I think we should break up I, -I don't think we should be together anymore" I hardly got the words out this time, if he asked again I was going to start crying.

I stole I look in his direction –I could barely look at his face. He had the strangest look on his face for someone who was supposedly in love with Tanya. Had I got this all wrong? No! I was sure what I had seen.

"Bella" He whispered.

"I think I should go now," I whispered back.

"No!" he growled, as I turned for the door. He grabbed my arms from behind and spun me around. It hurt –alot.

I closed my eyes tight.

"What did I do? Bella, answer me!" He shouted.

I opened my tear-filled eyes.

"Edward your hurting me" I gasped, for I was referring to the pain on my arms.

He looked shocked and released his iron grasp on my arms. As soon as he did so I looked down at my arms –they were red where his hands had been –they were going to turn into bruises. I started rubbing them –forgetting about the murderous vampire in front of me.

"No –no I didn't hurt you" He stuttered -truly in shock since a long time.

I looked up at him.

"I am so sorry" he whispered sorrowfully.

"I am too" I said, and I walked out of his room, his house, his life.