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I knew I couldn't stay here, I thought. The snow was falling faster, in big flakes, layering every inch of me in a freezing, white blanket. I sat, fragile looking, in the middle of the road. I knew I couldn't stay here, but I didn't want to go back into that church either, after I'd left someone at the alter, only to chase after another that was no longer here. I would look foolish. No, I decided, I was not going back. Plus, I didn't want everyone I had just hurt coming out and finding me like this.

I picked myself up and started walking down the middle of the road, not even moving to the side walk, and not even caring. I trudged along slowly, whimpering every now and then, because of the cold and my broken heart. Even so, after a while, I stopped feeling the cold, and the pain in my heart started to numb.

Edward POV

"EDWARD CULLEN!! YOU STUPID IDIOT!!" Alice shouted at me as soon as I pulled into the garage and got out of the car. She continued insulting me all the way up the stairs and into my room, even when I shut the door in her face. Still she persisted, opened it and continued with the barrage of insults.

"SHUT UP ALICE!! I can't take this anymore! What do you want from me??"

She was a bit calmer when she answered, "It's not what I want Edward, it's what you want… and Bella." That hit me like a punch to the stomach. Bella, the girl I love, probably saying 'I do' to that mongrel.

As if reading my thoughts she said, "She didn't marry him Edward. She left right after you. She called after you. She wanted you to come back. She's wandering alone in the cold now. If you don't believe me, read any of the guests' minds at the wedding. After all, they had a first hand view."

I did as she said and listened in on Charlie, Jacob, and a few others in attendance. Alice was right. "I'm sorry Jacob, I can't…" she said. I heard it from several people, but Jacob's was the most pronounced. Charlie; "I can't believe she left. What is that girl thinking?? Maybe I can get her back and say it was a misunderstanding?…" I couldn't believe it! Bella, my Bella wanted ME!! I was elated with joy, when I noticed Alice was totally still; one of her visions in motion.

"Edward, go now," she ordered. I read the rest of her thoughts on my way back out the door and to the car. "Do you remember Port Angeles, the first time she went there?" she thought. I was in the car then. "Something similar is happening. She's in danger. Two minutes, Edward. Hurry!"

I stepped on the gas harder…

Bella POV

I continued to walk, though it was pointless now. I might as well die now, I thought. My heart was torn apart once, and I barely survived that. There was no reason to keep going now.

I stumbled along for a little bit longer, until I started to hear loud music. I saw lights ahead too. Maybe it would be warm inside, I suggested, even though I didn't care either way. I walked a little faster, even so, it was still a dreadfully slow pace – my whole body ached, and my joints felt frozen – toward the building. The closer I got, the louder the music. A bar, I assumed. Good, I could use a drink, even though technically I was still underage.

When I was about twenty feet away, three men stumbled out, obviously wasted. It's a bit early to be going home smashed already, I thought. I slowed a bit, to let them get out of the way, but they sort of meandered a bit in a circle. Maybe I could just scoot by them without them noticing. Who am I kidding; I'm in a freaking wedding dress! Ten feet now, and they suddenly took notice of me. "Heeeeeeeeeeelllllllllloooooooooo beautiful!" one crooned. "Where's the husband??" another added. "That's such a preeeeeeetttty dress, my dear!" By then all three of them had their attention focused on me.

"Thank you, that's very kind." I responded briefly as I tried to get by them. One shifted over and blocked my way.

"Where are you going so soon?" he said. "Maybe I could buy you a drink…"

"No thanks. I really should be getting home."

"What the pretty bride doesn't drink?" he taunted while pulling off my veil.

"Not really… and keep it, it'll help mop up your vomit tomorrow." I really shouldn't have said that, because just then, their slightly friendly, drunken faces turned to hard, menacing, drunken faces.

"Maybe you should stay anyway," another suggested as they all approached me. "Such a pretty dress too," he murmured as he lightly grabbed a piece of my gown.

I quickly smacked his hand away. "Don't touch me!" I demanded and I turned to start rushing down the street. They were quickly on my heels, grabbing my hair, stepping on my train, and pulling on my sleeves. "Leave. Me. ALONE!" I screamed. They seemed to enjoy that, which made them more aggressive. I tried to push them away, but nothing worked. They were very persistent. We were passed the light of the bar by now, heading into a darkened street. If I let them get me into a dead end, it will be a dead end for me. They were still hovering around me, grabbing at me, when I lashed out with as much force as I could muster in all directions. "HEEEEEEELLLLLLPPP!!" I screamed and started to run across the street and back up the way we had come. I kicked off my shoes so I could run a bit faster, but ended up tripping on my dress, and landing face first into the snow. I shoved myself up, prepared to run again, when one of them grabbed my shoulder.

"You can't get away," one whispered. "There's no one here to hear your screams either." Just then, he shoved me back to the ground with a great deal of force. I braced myself with my hands, and I could feel my wrist braking. "Ahh!" I let out a shriek of pain that was quickly numbed by the cold, and I turned on the ground up to face him, defiance in my eyes.

"Go ahead then. Do your worst. I don't even care anymore. I won't even scream." Disbelief clouded their faces, but they quickly recovered.

"As you wish, my lovely bride," the first replied, a sinister smile on his face. They started to advance over me from all directions, while I sat helpless on the ground. One lunged at me throwing a sharp right hook to my temple. I crashed into the ground with a smack, hitting the other side of my head. I saw a streak of light and heard the roar of an engine. Then I blacked out and the darkness took me.

.

If this was heaven, I didn't want to be anywhere else. I should have died a long time ago, I thought. First of all, it was so warm. The word seemed vaguely unfamiliar to me. How did I get here, I wondered as opened my eyes? It was bright, warm, and I was in new clothes on a comfortable bed. Yes, this had to be heaven. What happened last night, if it was last night? I didn't remember, nor did I really care. It was just so warm.

Just then, I saw something stir in the corner. It was an angel, sent to watch over me. Such a beautiful angel, yet strangely familiar this time, I mused. As my head started to clear, I noticed two things; first, my head was throbbing, and second, that was no angel. Yes he was as beautiful as one, but he was not an angel. "Edward!!" I shrieked as a launched myself from the bed toward him. In mid leap, my head started to spin and I ended up falling into him as he caught me.

"Bella, love, are you alright?" he asked, worry flooding his voice.

"Oh, Edward! I'm more than alright!" I said as I hugged my arms around his neck, never wanting to let go.

He sighed as he too pulled me closer and muffled a little laugh within my hair. "Oh, my sweet Bella. I've missed you more than you know." He whispered.

"Hmm," was all I answered. "Just one thing, you're not dead, right?"

"Haha!" he laughed while smiling my favorite crooked grin that lit up his face and filled his eyes. "Well, I think I am, but by your standard, no." he replied, still smiling. "Why?"

"Well, you being here, and it being so warm and comfortable, I thought I was in heaven."

"Bella, you're not dead," he said almost sternly, his face contorting into a scowl of hate, anger, and sadness all at the same time.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You don't remember? Well, of course you wouldn't. You were so far out of it, when I brought you back, that thought I was loosing you," he said sadly.

"It was cold, that's all I remember," I replied, shivering at the memory.

"There were men, three of them, drunk and reckless. They attacked you last night," he began, hate flowing thick. "They were hurting you. I got there just in time. Actually, no I didn't. It's my fault that you're hurt. If I would've just stayed with you, believed Alice, you would have never been hurt."

I mulled over his words for a few seconds, soaking in each one, the memories coming through. "Edward, it isn't your fault," I declared. "If you hadn't been there, I would have surely died. You saved me." Just then, I remembered something he'd said earlier. "What do you mean, 'believed Alice'? What did she say?"

He deliberated for a moment, and then decided on the words he wanted. "She saw your future," he said, and as if he read my mind, "… far into the future, where you weren't involved with a werewolf. She couldn't see your immediate future, but she saw in a few years… you were with me." I thought over his words for a moment until he continued. "I swear Bella, I had no idea you were engaged! I'm so sorry. I would have never written that letter if I'd known. I would have left you alone. I missed you and I shouldn't have. I'm so sorry…"

"Edward, no, don't be. I want you, not Jacob. He wouldn't have been the right path for me. I wouldn't have been happy. I love you. I just wish we wouldn't have missed those two years," I concluded sadly.

Pain overcame him, and I immediately regretted my words. "I'm sorry," he whispered, "I thought it would have been better for you."

"No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I don't care. Just promise me you'll never leave me again," I said as I nestled closer into his embrace, wishing we could stay that way forever.

ok, i'm not quite sure if i should make this the end. comment and let me know if i should continut the story. first fanfic!! whooo