A/N Thank you very much Lithal Fin.

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I almost forgot a disclaimer! (I've already published this chapter!) Oh, CRAP! Well, anyways, I don't own anyone twilight related.

BPOV

I was a little disoriented when I woke up. I felt like I had been asleep for days. I couldn't remember anything.

Then it all came rushing back to me, whatever little it was. It was almost funny, that what I could remember was that I didn't remember.

I could also recall that I had told someone who I couldn't remember knowing for long, that I loved them.

I closed my eyes and replayed the scene over in my mind. I shuddered at the insanity of it all. What could of possessed my to say that?

But he had said that he loved me too…and that love filled look that he had given me…

Maybe I wasn't completely idiotic. Perhaps we had had something…before.

I shook my head, still thinking to myself.

No, that would be so impossible! I mean, look at him, beautiful, glorious, perfect Edward, and then look at me.

Even though the face looking back at me in the mirror told me differently, I still felt ordinary, and boring. Plain old Bella.

But it didn't seem that way when I would catch Edward staring at me. He could make me feel important and interesting even when he was looking sad. Something was up.

That brought me back to us having a thing theory.

Who knew? Not me, certainly.

I stood up and looked around what I assumed was Edward's room. And then another fact that I had forgotten from yesterday came back to me. Edward had promised that he'd stay.

But he certainly wasn't here now.

My breathing got faster and louder as my mind began to run out of control with random thoughts.

Edward had probably gone off to make out with his girlfriend. She was probably some beautiful girl who had nothing important do say, so all she would do is put out and she and Edward were off…

Think something. Think anything else.

But I was on a roll. I couldn't not think about Edward's pretty girlfriend. So the two sides of my mind began to argue, in my head, about what I should think.

No wonder I lost my memory. I was thinking too much.

Edward just said that he loved me because he 'loves' me as a sister. And now he was off, making out with…with…Rosalie!

But Rosalie is with Emmett, the small calm part of my mind argued.

So? The deranged part screamed. Rosalie's off two timing Emmett, and making out with my boyfriend! And…

Wait a second. I just thought boyfriend. And I wouldn't have thought that unless I could remember him being something like that to me, right?

My logic was confusing. And so was my thinking to myself, in the form of two people.

By this time, I was pacing Edward's room, and hyperventilating.

I stopped when I saw a picture on his wall.

It was of Edward and a girl, kissing in front of a very large, old truck.

I sighed in relief to see that it wasn't Rosalie.

Then I sucked that sigh back in when I began to recognize the girl. She looked like…me.

For a strange reason, I knew that she was me, though there were many differences between us. She looked the plain girl that I felt.

Weird.

Edward was my boyfriend. That could take some getting used to.

I examined the small picture on the wall more carefully.

In the background, there was a small fraction of what I would tell was a large forest.

I barely recognized the sounds of my laboured breathing as my dream from the night before came back to me.

Well, it was less of a dream, more of a nightmare.

But the most frightening part was that I knew that it had all happened. Every single, excruciating detail of it.

In the dream, Edward left me. Not just left me, as in la dee da I'm going away now…but more painful. He had told me that he didn't want me. Even as I replayed it in me head, the words hurt all over again.

But then what had happened last night? Why would he tell me that he loved my one time…and yet tell me that he didn't want me another time?

I could still feel the pain of his departure. I could even feel myself not feeling the pain…becoming numb to all feeling.

I had barely recognized that I had sunken to the floor when Edward suddenly appeared next to me.

He was crouched down and was looking at me confused.

"Are you all right?" He asked softly. Too softly. He seemed different than the last time that I had seen him. I couldn't place it. Something looked different…

I frowned at him, still trying to figure out what had changed. "You left," I accused.

I stood up and I tried to make my frown more menacing and pronounced.

And then I noticed the change in him. His eyes were now a light, butterscotch colour. How strange, for it was still clear in my mind the red colour of them yesterday. Contacts? Could be…

He stumbled through his words for a moment, trying to make up an excuse. "Well I just went to change my clothes, and then Alice wanted to talk to me and…"

It was truly pitiful, but it was way too hard to be mad at him, so I gave up quickly.

"Not that," I said, and became aware that my breathing was getting deeper and that I was beginning to gasp again. "I had this dream last night…only it wasn't a dream. I know that it happened, that it was real."

I had to stop to breathe without gasping. Edward stood up too and put his hands on either side of my face, as if trying to get me to calm down. It worked.

We stood there a few moments, just staring into each others eyes, mine a maroon, his a dreamy butterscotch. My dream couldn't have happened; it was still obvious that Edward loved me. On the other hand, though, I could recall the cruel words that in my dream he had said, and how harsh his eyes had been…

I took his hands off of me and entwined my fingers around them.

"Edward, in my dream, you left me. You…you told me that you didn't want me."

Edward looked down to the ground, obviously ashamed.

"Did that really happen?"

Please say no, please say no, please say no… my train of thoughts ran in a loop.

He looked back into my eyes, and I could see the truth in them.

"Yes. Yes it did."

I tried to stop the hurt from leaking into my eyes, but I couldn't stop it.

"Why would you do that to me?"

I turned away from him and tried to breathe, once again, at a steady pace.

Edward grabbed my hand and pulled my closer to him, my back against his chest. I felt better immediately, despite the situation. I was very comfortable there, against Edward. I felt like I somehow belonged, like there was the right place for me.

"Bella, I left to protect you – "

"Protect me?" I was getting mad now. "I certainly didn't feel protected. Actually, I felt the farthest from protected that you can get."

I ripped myself away from him and turned around.

"Bella," He was trying to calm me down again. The idiot. "Can't you at least try to understand, please?"

I gave him a wary look and crossed my arms.

"There's nothing for me to understand. I think I get it pretty good."

"You don't get anything! You don't even know the circumstances, what happened after, before!"

"Because I can't remember!"

"Exactly!" He was full out yelling now. "You can't remember! So don't expect me to have a hope of being able to explain our past!"

"So what, it's too confusing? Nobody's past is that hard to understand. Start at the beginning, how about that!"

Edward didn't say anything. He jaw just clenched and he looked like he was about to break something. Hopefully it wouldn't be me. Looking at him, I noticed again that the colour of his eyes had changed. They were pitch black now.

"Oh, so you're too high and mighty to tell me? Or maybe, you're just about to go off and leave me again!"

His eyes narrowed. "Do you want me too?"

I flinched back at his words as if he had slapped me. It hurt worse than if he had. (-1)

The door to Edward's room flew open, and Esme walked in. It was easy to tell that she was very cross, by the expression on her face and the fact that anger was almost radiating off her.

"Would you two-" Her voice started off loud, but she was able to control it and it softened up a bit. "Please stop screaming at each other. I'm sure that you're about the break the china, if you haven't already."

She glanced between Edward's slightly mad face, much less angry then it had been a moment ago, to my face, which I'm very sure looked as I if I was about to start crying any moment.

"I'm not saying that you two have to kiss and make up- right away" Did I made up that sly look that she had just given to Edward? I might have… "All I'm saying is that a fist-fight might start soon, and I'd rather it be outside, than in here, where you might break something."

I nodded, and I could see that Edward did too, all the while keeping his eyes on my face.

I stared at the ground, not seeing anything, as Esme gave a distinct motherly glance at me again, before leaving the room.

Edward grabbed my hand and held it tightly so I couldn't pull away. He pulled me down the stairs and out the door, into the yard.

"Bella?" Edward called my name hesitantly. His anger seemingly dissipated, his eyes still coal black.

"Hmm?" I looked up and tried to look normal.

"Can I show you somewhere that you and I used to go together?"

I nodded.

Edward started to pull me again, towards the forest this time.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll find out soon enough," was his cool reply.

"How are we getting there?" Edward had to give me some information, especially with those last words that he said to me.

"We're going to run."

A/N (-1)Sorry about the direct quote from Eclipse. I couldn't resist.

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