Edward's chapter once again. A look into the past.

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You've been gone for so long.

One year ago

"Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you ever think of our future?"

I sat up and looked down at the beautiful girl lying beside me. Her strawberry blonde hair was fanned out across the grass, her hip bones and the flat skin of her stomach peeking out of her t-shirt she wore. Her caramel eyes warmed my heart and her breathtaking smile made me want to kiss her for the rest of my life. She was absolutely perfect in every single way.

And she was all mine.

"All the time," I replied to her with a soft, crooked smile as I let my eyes take in everything about her. She was too beautiful to not look at.

She smiled shyly up at me, a soft pink painting her cheeks against the orange glow of her tanned skin. Her hand moved through the grass until her fingers touched with mine. I opened the palm of my hand, letting her hand lie flat against mine before entwining our fingers together.

"Me too," she said in a whisper.

I couldn't help but ask. I needed to know.

"What do you think about?"

She hummed to herself as she stretched her legs, her shirt rising up a little more. I instantly grew distracted, my eyes locked on her soft, tanned skin. A little star peeked out of the waistband of her jeans. I remembered the story about when she decided to rebel against her parents and got a group of friends together before taking a trip to Port Angeles to visit the tattoo shop. When she came back that night to visit me, I was shocked completely.

The Tanya I loved didn't rebel, and most definitely didn't decide to go get spur of the moment tattoos. I was a little uneasy about the whole thing, but as time grew on, it was one of the things that I loved about her.

"Everything," she replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "What it would be like to go to college together next year. How many kids we'll have, or when we'll get married. What life would be like growing old together. All that boring stuff."

She laughed softly to herself as she diverted her eyes, nerves shining through in her actions. I lay back down beside her and used a finger to brush some of her hair back behind her ear, causing her to look at me through her long lashes.

"Is that bad?" she asked in a hushed voice.

I shook my head, the blades of grass tickling the back of my neck. "No, it's not."

She smiled again at me before moving closer to my body. She placed her free hand over my heart, and I wrapped my arm around her waist. With her, nothing was ever enough. We could always get closer, love each other more, and hold each other tighter. We never got tired of being around each other, and the simplicity of our relationship was pure bliss.

It was hard not to blurt out a ridiculous proposal right then and there.

"What about you?"

Her voice brought me out of my thoughts of marrying her, meeting her wondering eyes.

"What about me?" I retorted.

She rolled her eyes and gave my chest a little shove with the hand that was over my heart. I chuckled and nuzzled deep into her neck, kissing her sweet tasting skin. Her fingers shot to my hair, grasping the strands tightly, pulling me closer.

"What do you see when you think about the future?"

"I see myself with a beautiful woman as my wife," I replied as I lifted my head up. I wanted to see her every emotion as I explained my feelings to her. I wanted her to know how I felt when it came to being together forever.

"What's she like?" Tanya asked with a smirk, playing along.

I shrugged as I moved to hover over her body, placing my forearms on the grass beside her. She was trapped underneath me, and there was no way I was letting her get away.

"She's beyond gorgeous," I began. "She has the most luscious blonde hair I've ever laid eyes on, and these melt-your-soul caramel eyes. Her laugh is infectious, spreading around a gloomy room and brightening everyone's day. She also is an excellent cook. I'll always be able to come home to a home-cooked meal and a beautiful wife that'll have my babies one day."

Tanya's smile grew as I continued to point out all the things I love about her. Her hands moved down from my hair to cup my cheeks, letting her thumbs trace small circles under each eye. I leaned in closer to her so our lips were touching barely.

"She also can make my heart speed up, kiss me like a little vixen that she is, and knows how to play football better than Emmett," I finished with a crooked grin.

Her hands went right back up to my hair, tightly holding onto the strands. "Oh, really? She sounds fun, Edward. I hope you two have a lovely life together."

"We will," I replied against her lips. "Because, Tanya, you are the beautiful woman I see myself loving for the rest of my life. Someday, I'll propose to you, give you the house you deserve, and beg you to have my children. I promise."

Our lips crashed together before I could say anything more. Her small arms wrapped tightly around my neck, pushing me closer to her body. We melted together there that day in the meadow with our promises of a life together someday, both of us unaware of any unsuspected twists.

x-x-x-x

Present day

I shook my head to rid myself of the memory. Now wasn't the time to get caught up in the past, not when those melt-your-soul caramel eyes were locked with my green ones. It was too much to handle, and adding on the past was going to make me combust.

I need to get out of here.

My ears picked up on Jasper and Bella calling my name as I raced down the bleachers. I accidently knocked a soda out of a woman's hand and sent a poor boy to fall over before I was safely off the death traps called bleachers. A lot of people shouted at me, warning me about getting my act together so they could fully watch the game and get the whole experience.

I honestly could care less. All I wanted was to be away from those eyes.

I rushed through the crowd, pushing and shoving my way until I could see the entrance a few feet away. My breathing was erotic, my heart was hammering away in my chest, and my face felt hot. I couldn't keep it together, and I was about to explode when a familiar hand grasped onto my shoulder.

"Edward," my mother said softly, concern clear in her own green eyes. "What's wrong? What happened?"

I ran a hand through my hair as I shifted my weight from foot to foot. My eyes glanced every which way, expecting her to pop out at any moment now. Esme latched onto my face with her hands, turning my attention back on her.

"Jesus, Edward. You're a mess. What the hell happened?"

My mother rarely spoke like that. She only acts like this when I act like how I am. She wanted to help me out so badly, but all I really wanted was to get as far away from the school as possible. I needed air and I needed to think, two things I couldn't get when I was so close to her.

"I-I need to get out of here," I replied, breathy.

I grabbed her hands and pulled them from my face before turning around. I heard her call my name as I practically ran towards the entrance, knowing my freedom was about to come. Once I was safely away from the football field and close enough to my car, I stopped.

Taking in a deep breath, I sat down on the ground. I let my head fall onto my knees as I continued to breathe deeply, trying to regain some composure.

I was letting her get to me, and I hated it. I thought seeing her again wouldn't be this hard, but I expected it to be brutal. But not like this. This was too much to handle, even for me.

A phone call would've been nice, warning me about her return. But did I get a phone call when she first left? No. So, why should I get one now?

I growled at myself and punched the side of my leg. I didn't care if it would bruise or not, letting out some of the pent up anger I had towards the girl was helping. I hit myself once more before hissing out in pain and shaking my fist. I accidently connected with my knee cap, and after hearing my knuckles crack under the pressure I had used, I knew it was enough. There wasn't a point to beating myself up over this.

My head lolled back and I looked up to the stars. The crowd cheered in the distance as the team scored a touchdown. The sound of heeled boots reverberated off the pavement, growing louder with each step. I looked towards the noise and saw a brunette beauty who kept to herself walking towards me with purpose clear on her face.

"Why did you take off like that?" she asked once she was standing over me. "You gave Jasper and I one hell of a scare."

"I needed air."

Bullshit response, but it'll have to do. Now wasn't the time to go take a trip down memory lane, especially with her.

She began to shake her head. "Don't do this, Edward. Don't shut me out."

"Already did," I replied with a frown.

It was what I did best, shutting people out. I felt like I should win an award for it. It was like a second nature to me.

"God dammit, Edward," she groaned as she sat down beside me. "You can talk to me. I'm your friend."

I glared at the girl beside me. She honestly thought that I could be friends when I felt like I had too many as it is? What kind of girl is she?

"I don't need your sympathy," I hissed out, my anger turning towards her. "I'm capable of handling myself, thank you very much."

Bella sighed and ran a hand through her hair, trying to reign in her own anger towards me. Another sound of footsteps coming towards us sounded, causing Bella to look over her shoulder. Jasper stepped out of the shadows and plopped down beside her.

"Welcome to the party," I mumbled with a roll of my eyes. For someone that knew I liked my space, he was doing a horrible job of accepting that fact.

"Edward," he said softly with a calm voice. "It'll be okay."

"The hell it won't!" I barked out. "You don't know half the things she's done to me, Jasper. So don't tell me that it will be okay, because it won't. I'm fucking broken all because of her, and I can't find a way to fix it."

Bella and Jasper looked at me with sad eyes as I gasped for breath. I didn't mean to let it all slip it, but it did, and I couldn't take it back. It felt so good to finally get this off my chest. So good in fact that I wanted to run back into the football field, grab the microphone, and tell the entire audience the wrong doings she did to me.

But I couldn't move. I was too tired to even lift my head up after I let it fall back down onto my knees.

"Edward," I heard Bella whisper. "I'm so sorry."

My blood began to boil again, and my head shot up like a rocket.

"For what?" I demanded. "For not saving my ass from falling in love with a bitch? For not being there to take the pain away? For fucking what, Bella?"

I saw her bottom lip tremble as she sat there, shell-shocked. Jasper was placing a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged him off. She blinked her eyes rapidly, probably trying to rid her eyes of the tears that wanted to spill over, before glaring at me.

"For trying to be a friend, Edward," she hissed out at me. "I see you have enough friends as it is, so I'll leave you alone."

I watched as she stood up and turned her back on me, averting all of her attention to Jasper.

"I'd like to go home, now," she said to him softly.

He nodded his head in reply and stood up, wrapping a comforting arm around her small form. As they walked away, he glanced over his shoulder to look at me one more time, his blue eyes swirling with anger. I pissed him off, and I pissed him off good, but I couldn't find it in me to care. All I wanted was to forget that this ever happened and go home so I could drown in my own self-inflicted misery.

As I stood up, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the message I had received.

You're a fucking prick, Edward. She was just trying to be nice. Thanks for ruining the rest of my night, cousin. I hope you're happy.

I exited out of the message from Alice before getting into my car. I knew that I had pissed off the world, but I didn't care. I was pissed at myself and I was pissed at her for turning me into this angry, broken man that I am.

But most of all, I was pissed at the fact that I had lost the one person that I really wanted to be in my life, knowing that she was the only one to successfully brighten my dark days.

Bella.

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