I do not own these characters. They are borrowed from Stephenie Meyer. Okay guys, here is Edward's point of view. I have to justify all his bizarre behavior.

EPOV

I watched from the side of the stage as Bella sang the second set to the crowd. The mob was screaming for her to do an encore at the end of her performance. The crew rolled out a piano and Bella sat down and started playing her lullaby. She poured every ounce of her heart into that song and it was for me. I vowed that I was going to do everything I could to make it up to her and show her I loved her, even if it took me all of eternity.

As the song ended I turned and quickly made my way back to her dressing room. I didn't want her to know I had been watching. My father grinned knowingly at me as I sat down on the couch and tried to look calm. It took a long time for Bella to return to her dressing room and I began to worry that she had left. Finally the door opened and she came in smiling widely.

"Er…..I am done for the night. Anyone one to get out of here?" she asked hesitantly.

My sister ran straight to Bella and hugged her tightly saying "Sure Bella, anything you want." I should have been the one to do that. I was just so unsure of how to act after she had run from me. I did not want to hurt her or scare her, and if things had changed, I did not want to make her uncomfortable.

Bella made a quip about changing but in the other room this time. As if I needed to be reminded. I felt the familiar tightening in my stomach again and Jasper looked at me sharply then laughed. Emmett caught on to my discomfort and high fived Jazz. Sure they thought it was funny, but they had mates. Nobody had ever affected me this way, and I was mildly resentful at being the brunt of their inside joke.

Bella came out of her wardrobe minutes later looking stunning in washed out denim, knee high black leather boots and a blue v- neck pullover. She was clutching some sort of necklace in her hand and looked somewhat nervous. She swayed slightly and I reached out my hand wanting to touch her, to reassure her.

She took a deep steadying breath and invited us to her home so we could all talk freely. She knew we would have questions. My mother, quickly noticing Bella's uncertainty, jumped up and quickly wrapped her in a tight embrace comforting her. The next words out of her mouth were asking Bella to join us, to live with us. I wanted this more than anything but Bella looked terrified and overwhelmed. I was worried we were pushing her too soon. I looked at her closer; she was pale and swaying on her feet again. I was steadily become more worried about her but tried not to be too conspicuous about it.

I felt Jasper send a wave of reassurance out to everyone trying to calm us. Before the feeling could fully register with me I saw Bella stiffen in anger and she turned to Jasper and yelled "Don't!" She dropped the necklace she held then and clenched her fists, visibly shaking with effort.

Jasper was shocked and tried to ask Bella how she had blocked him when I heard Carlisle's thoughts.

Is she Volturi? She wears the crest.

WHAT? Carlisle was staring at the pendant lying between Bella's breasts. He walked over to her warily eyeing her face. She nodded and he plucked the pendant from between her breasts. I instinctively hissed at the intimacy of this simple contact. Mine! My fists were clenched at my sides.

Carlisle ignored me "Bella why are you wearing the pendant of a Volturi guard?" he questioned calmly.

Bella swayed again, then visibly pulled herself up and faced us all "I am not Volturi" she enunciated carefully. She seemed nervous.

Carlisle was unconvinced "How did you get the pendant then? Only the inner guard members are allowed to wear them, it is a sign of stature and honour. They would never part with one so easily; it is of great importance to them." Bella swayed again and lowered her head. She raised her head and looked at all of us. Her eyes met mine last and her lips trembled "Felix gave it to me" she whispered and collapsed at my feet before I could catch her.

"BELLA" I roared in panic. Bella was lying in a heap on the floor, white and still. Everyone was trying to crowd in at once. I immediately wheeled into a protective stance in front of her growling deep in my chest. I reached my hand down to her and was surprised to see it shaking. I couldn't lose her again, I just found her.

Emmett pulled me roughly away from her before I could register what was happening and Carlisle gently scooped Bella off the floor and laid her on the couch. I roared again and struggled in his arms.

"Dude! Let Carlisle take care of her. Stop it; you will only scare her if she wakes up." Emmett hissed in my ear. I slowed my struggles, but I was furious, I just wanted to go to her. She was coming around slowly and Carlisle was gently questioning her. Bella sat up and weakly asked for us to go with her to her home again. She looked emotionally drained. Alice and Rose rushed over to help her to her feet.

She stood slowly and the light caught the pendant she wore as it swung back and forth. The force of my pain hit me like a truck. Felix. She fell apart emotionally after speaking his name; she was wearing something of utmost importance of his, branding her as his. The pain was staggering. I just wanted to run. All this time, thinking she sang for me, it had been for Felix. She locked eyes with me, and sensing my anger shrunk back against Alice in fear. I felt the anger, jealousy, and hurt radiating off me and Jazz laid a warning hand on my arm. I snarled staring at her in accusation.

The effect on Bella was immediate. She shook off Alice's and Rose's hands and asked for her car to be brought round. She looked at me clearly hurt "I'm sorry. I….I…didn't think you might not want to come, or to see me. How thoughtless and selfish of me" she mumbled and walked out of the room.

Carlisle looked at me deeply disappointed "Son," he began and the switched to silent communication

Edward. How could you do that to her? She is hurting, and I know you are too, but we don't even know what she has been through. Felix may be nothing to her. He is not here with her, is he? Talk to her, let her explain, tell her how you feel. She deserves to know.

It was chaos. The whole family was yelling at me. I had to do something to fix this. Carlisle was right, he always was. I ran out of the door after Bella. I knew then that if all she could give me was friendship I would gladly take it to keep her in my life, but I could not bear to lose her again. My family ran with me. They were not willing to lose a sister and daughter again either.

Bella was trying to get in her car but her body was shaking so hard she could not seem to manage that small feat. She saw us coming and paled further. Jazz suddenly gasped and grabbed his head. A wave of pain and heartbreak crashed like a shockwave over us. Jasper was not prepared when Bella's emotions had hit him and had radiated it out to all of us. He fell to his knees. Bella took a deep breath and I could see what it was costing her to try to hold herself together. She dropped her head in shame, her hair obscuring her face.

Seeing her like that, I no longer cared what she thought; I had to go to her. I could not stand to see her hurting, her pain was always my pain. I pushed past Emmett, running for her and slammed to a stop when I realized I could hear her.

I cannot shield myself. I pushed myself too far, I need sleep. I am still weak, helpless little Bella. I never wanted them to know. They will not want me now; HE will not want me……

Oh.My.God! What had I done? How could she think that, I loved her, I had always loved her.

I stepped towards her "No Bella. Stop telling yourself that. Of course we want you." I hesitated nervously "I…..I…want….." She did not let me finish.

Bella looked at me with dead eyes "That's okay Edward; you don't need to feel guilty. You always did blame yourself for everything." She stared out at my family and whispered "I am going home. If you want to come you may follow. I will….rest….." she choked out, clearly ashamed "and then I will explain everything."

She did not look at me again as she got into her car. The door closed, but I heard her just the same.

I love him….oh God….Edward……

That was all I needed to hear. Ignoring the rest of my family I ran to the car and ripped the door open with such force I almost ripped it off the hinges. She was shaking with dry sobs and I slid into the car and wordlessly and wrapped my arms around her. I held her while she cried herself into a restless sleep on my stone chest and I swore to myself in that moment that I would never let my angel go again.