Hey guys sorry i didnt get to update as fast as i usually do. I've been really busy lately but here it is enjoy!

EPOV

"Did you really mean what you said back there?" I asked, still trying to comprehend how she could think I had beautiful eyes.

"Yes… why would you think otherwise?" she inquired. "I kissed you, didn't I?"

"Yeah, I know it's just that… people have always told me my eyes are gross, so you surprised me," I explained.

"Whoever told you that was an idiot because I meant what I said. Your eyes really are stunning," she insisted. I nodded, even though in my heart, I knew better. Mike really was sort of right. She deserved better, and I was only going to end up holding her back. I knew what I had to do, what I should do. I had to end it before we both became too attached, before she became hurt. She would thank me in the long run.

"Bella, this isn't right," I muttered, pulling my hand out of hers.

"What's not right?" Bella asked, innocently confused.

"You and me. Mike was right; you can do so much better than me. I don't want you to get trapped by my disability too," I mumbled in shame.

"Edward…Mike is an idiot. I don't want to do any better than you because for one: I don't think that's even possible. Two: I love you," Bella said with such conviction, I stopped in my tracks.

"Bella, I'm serious. I don't want you to have to constantly worry about me! I'm only going to hold you back, Bella. Please grasp that," I tried to explain, though I was sure she would persist.

"Edward…" Bella began, but I cut her off.

"Stop," I interjected rather coolly. "Just go home and think about what I'm trying to get through to you." And with that, I snapped my cane into place, and turned in the opposite direction. I wanted to be with her, I really did. It was just that whenever I think about the bright future she had ahead of her, I just couldn't see it including me.

BPOV

I was crushed as Edward turned toward me and said, "It's just not going to work. The more I think about this, the more I know this isn't going to work. Let's just make this simple: I don't want you, Bella. Do you understand?" I couldn't believe this. I couldn't accept this. I just loved him too much to take it.

"But I loved you and now you won't take me! What do you expect me to say?"

"What I'm about to say: Good-bye." Edward stated as he turned away.

I saw him walk toward the street and a cry of loss was torn from me.

He was never this cold, this harsh.

"No, Edward! Come back!"

My heart seemed already beating irregularly, but now it stopped as I looked up from where I had been doubled over in pain. Edward was walking in front of a car.

"NOOOOOO!" I screamed….

Then I awoke.

I bolted straight up in my bed, my breath coming in gasps.

A nightmare, I thought. It was just a nightmare.

Donk! A sound came from the window.

Wait! Was that a pebble? It must have been…Edward! I jumped up from the bed and rushed over to the window. I tossed away the curtains and threw up the glass. As soon as I looked over the sill, I noticed that…it actually wasn't Edward.

"Hey, Bella! It's me, Mike," Mike called earnestly. Eww, way to ruin my excitement, Mike. However, there's no way it could have been Edward. He wouldn't have been able to see my window.

"Mike, what do you want?" I asked with a sigh.

Bella, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to be such a jerk. I wasn't myself," Mike explained. Liar, the things he did and said could have just happened. He was just trying to take another approach to win my heart, but it was never going to work. My heart belongs irrevocably to Edward Cullen, and it always would. Of that, at least, I was sure of, for it was absolute and certain as the constancy of gravity, or the rising of the sun.

"Mike, the things you did were done with true conviction. There's no way you did any of that stuff because you weren't yourself," I retorted.

"I was drunk, Bella. I couldn't control my actions," Mike explained. "I hardly even remember anything that happened."

"Being intoxicated doesn't make the situation anymore respectable," I snapped.

"Bella, will you please think about it?" Mike pleaded, "I promise I don't drink that often."

"You must think I'm really dumb if you thought after all the crap you did today I would magically fall in love with you because you claim you were intoxicated! That's no excuse!" I exclaimed. Mike Newton was getting on my last nerve. This guy wasn't even worth my time.

"Bella…" Mike began to plead, but I cut him off.

"Good-night Mike," I cooed as I closed my window. I returned to my bed and got under the covers as I once more became engulfed in thoughts of what Edward was trying to get across to me earlier.

-RING-RING- Ughh…I glared murderously at my alarm clock. I must have fell asleep. However, I felt like I had just closed my eyes. For my night was filled with darkness and the conversation I had with Edward on a constant loop.

Flashback

"Bella, I'm serious. I don't want you to have to constantly worry about me! I'm only going to hold you back, Bella. Please grasp that."

But that was just it. I didn't worry about him. Ha, if anything he should worry about me. I'm the one who should have a caution sign permanently stapled on my forehead. And how could he say that I would be trapped? He was the only person I could ever feel truly comfortable with. Plus, he defends himself better than I ever could. I would have never have been able to physically stand up to Mike like that. I didn't care if he couldn't see me. It was too late; I already liked him too much. It was as if he possessed half of my heart, and it only ever returned to me when I was in his presence.

Groggily, I made my way through my morning routine, my heart wretched by Edward's cold words. I walked outside only to be greeted by something that made my day worse. It had snowed last night. I ran to my truck, eager to get the heat turned on, and crept my way to school, careful of the slick ice. When I got to school, I barely had enough time to get to English, so I began to run, even though, I have always known that such an action, especially with ice on the ground, would inevitably end badly. And, sure enough, it did, my foot slid right out from under me just as Edward rounded the corner in a sprint. He quickly came to a halt with a smirk on his face.

"Bella?" He chuckled. "Déjà vu."

"Haha, now will you help me up?" I requested, "My butt's getting cold." He laughed at that and held out his hand in my general direction. I grasped it tightly as he pulled me up. We stood there for a couple of seconds in uncomfortable silence, both of us obviously thinking about what was said yesterday. I glanced at his face, which, while still god-like, was worn by lack of sleep. He had been obviously contemplating the situation so much that he didn't get any more rest than I had.

"Edward, I don't worry about you," I began, but he quickly cut me off.

"Go to class, Bella," he muttered coolly as he hung his head.

"No, English can wait. Edward, this is insane!" I exclaimed furiously. This took him aback, but if he expected me to just walk away, he was horribly mistaken.

"You. Don't. Hold. Me. Back" I enunciated. "Edward, every moment I'm with you, I am at my happiest, you make me realize things I would have never known otherwise."

"Bella, you have only known me for one day," Edward mumbled. "I'll hold you back eventually."

"Do you really think I care?" I inquired.

"I don't care if you don't, Bella. I do," Edward asserted. "You have a wonderful life ahead of you and I don't want you to throw that away for me."

"What if that's not what I want?" I questioned, "What if what I want the most is to just be with you?"

"I just need some time to clear my head, Bella. I'll talk to you at lunch." He replied with a sigh as he turned towards to mathematics building. I groaned as I resumed running to Mr. Mason's class. Oh God, he was definitely going to hate me now that I had been late two days in a row. I burst through the door to be greeted by a very angry teacher who had been interrupted mid-spiel.

"Miss Swan, late again I see," Mr. Mason examined me with disgust. "One more and it's a detention. Now, take your seat." I blushed as I shuffled to my seat and Mr. Mason continued his lecture about syntax, but, once again, I couldn't concentrate I was to distracted by what Edward said.

I was so relieved when it got to lunchtime that I practically ran to the cafeteria. Edward was sitting in his usual seat but his face was contorted in intense concentration. I quickly went through the lunch line and walked towards my table.

"Hey, Edward," I said casually. But there was no response. I looked at him to see what was wrong and all that was on his features was pain. I looked at the rest of the group and all they gave were confused and concerned expressions. What felt like an eternity later, I finally got a response.

"Hello, Bella," Edward mumbled. I looked at his face to judge what his decision might be but all I saw was a man torn between two possibilities, one scenario involving him "holding me back," the other entailing that we would never be together again.

"Hey, Edward," I replied with a smile, thankful to have the silence broken.

"Bella, can we go somewhere private?" Edward inquired with a sigh. Both of us rose from our chairs and walked into the hallway.

I walked behind him in fear and anticipation, both emotions flaring equally in me. I knew this conversation would be pivotal, and I also knew that whichever way it went, it would affect me more than anything else I had ever been through. I would either be made happier than I could imagine, or my heart would be doomed to certain death.

I think this turned out decently and as for Edward's decision well, your just gonna have to wait for that... Muahahahaha! lol im just kidding it wont take that long to write the next chapter i know exactly what i want to happen this time promise ;)