Warning: sexual content may occur. Yes I expected those furrowed brows that I'm sure are occuring right now. Just read onwards.

SM made dreams, I just like to make people sad.

It is the middle of the week and only a couple of days before our next session with Jessica. I am proud of the fact that I have finished my assignment for the week. I even bought a special notebook just specifically for said assignments. Nobody in my life bothers to knock anymore so when I hear a knock on the door tonight it breaks me from my thoughts and I wonder who in the world it could be.

Pulling the door open I stare in shock at Bella looking up at me.

"Um, hi." She says awkwardly, wringing her hands together.

"Hey." I manage, leaning against the door and the frame for support.

"Angela needs the shoes I borrowed a few months ago and I forgot them here..." She sounds unsure of herself before she bites her bottom lip.

"Sure, sure." I say. I cannot stop staring at Bella and she clears her throat, her hands gesturing inside and I realize I am standing defensively in the doorway. "Oh right, sorry."

My face is heating into a blush and she whisks past me, heading straight into our bedroom. Now I am wringing my hands, pacing across the living room. What should I say to her when she comes back out? Will she even say anything to me or just leave?

I stop abruptly when I notice Bella is standing outside of our room now staring at me. There is an awkward silence and I can't seem to swallow the lump in my throat. My tongue feels thick, so instead of speaking I rub my hand across the back of my neck looking down at the floor.

"You haven't changed anything." She doesn't ask but states and I look up to see her glancing around.

"No." I respond and I wonder if she is alluding at my own behaviors as well.

"It doesn't even look like you've been in our room since I left." She chuckles awkwardly and I can't stop the tears that brim my eyes. "Oh Edward, I'm sorry."

I can't help but sniffle slightly, rubbing my thumb and forefinger against my eyes. Sighing, I finally manage to look up to notice that there are tears in Bella's own eyes.

"I'm sorry." She says again, and I know it's for more than just upsetting me, but I just shake my head because there is nothing that can be said. I expect her to leave, but am surprised when she moves towards me her eyes asking me for permission to come closer. She is standing in front of me now, her hands waiver minutely before resting on my chest.

"I'm sorry." She whispers once more, her lips a fraction from mine and I shiver feeling her breath against my face.

Wrapping my arms around her I pull her to me, our lips colliding together as one. Our tongues dance against one another and it is like a huge weight has been lifted off of my chest. My hands run up Bella's back before tangling in her soft hair. I groan when she whimpers against my lips. Tears are falling on my cheeks and I assume they are just mine until I open my eyes to see her own wet eyes staring back at me.

"Edward." She whispers, dropping her head against my chest. Placing my hand under her chin I raise her face up to look at me. Bella's eyes are wide and searching, and I take the opportunity to wipe the tears from her cheeks. I can hear her breath catch in her throat, the tears welling up once again but she shakes her head when I go to wipe the tears away again.

"After all I've done...," she starts to say but I cut her off by pressing my lips against hers once more.

"We'll get through this." I promise and in this moment I feel that we will. Her lips mesh with mine again and her movements become more frantic. Her fingers toy with the hem line of my shirt before finally ripping it off of me.

"Oh." Bella exclaims, her fingers lightly ghosting over my newly hardened stomach.

"I've started working out again." Is all I can think to say. Bella begins to pepper kisses along my chest until she is at eye level with my belt buckle. Her fingers slowly begin to undo it but I stop her. Looking up at me hurt is splashed across her face, but instead of explaining I sit her back against the couch.

Biting her bottom lip she allows me to slowly remove her jeans, and I groan when I see the lacy material between her legs. Kissing my way up her silky skin I listen to her shaky intake of breath.

In all of my time to reflect on my relationship with Bella I have realized how selfish I have been in so many aspects, especially in our sex life. Yet in this moment, my one opportunity, I want to show her that I can make this right. I can worship her like the goddess she is to me.

My thumbs hook into the sides of her panties and I slowly drag them down her legs. She looks so beautiful, and wet, and vulnerable in this moment. My tongue slowly drags across her slit and her fingers comb through my hair as she grabs a hold.

I take charge from there, spurred on by her moans and her hands that hold me in one particular spot. I cherish her, touching her deeply until she is crying out and writhing beneath me, her legs locked tightly around my head.

Bella's eyes are wild and hooded when she looks down at me, and she grabs my hand to drag me to the bedroom. Her legs are weak and I pick her up, delighting in her squeal before moving swiftly to the guest bedroom.

Stripping our remaining clothes off Bella pushes me back onto the bed. Crawling up the bed towards me she licks my tip teasingly before moving higher. Lining me up with her entrance she sinks slowly down onto me, her head falling back and a deep moan falling from her lips.

Watching her move on me I am overwhelmed by her swollen lips, and her hands that rest on my chest. Everything is moving far too fast for me, so I roll us over. Bella's eyes are surprised and I slowly move inside of her, memorizing everything about her face in this moment. Opening her eyes I can tell that my slow pace is driving her insane, and I can't help but capture her lips in my own. I can feel her trying to buck against me, but I don't allow her to have the upper hand. I want this moment to last forever.

"Stay with me." I say without thinking. Bella's eyes are bright and shining looking up into my own when she finally realizes what I am doing. A tear splashes onto her chest and only when her hands reach up to wipe beneath my eyes do I realize they are mine.

"Always." She whispers, and I shift slightly hitting a new spot. We stare into one another's eyes, the feeling of being lightheaded and tension beginning to fill us both but neither of us look away. When we climax together, my head falls into the crook of her neck as I inhale everything about her.

"I love you." I mumble, rolling off of her before falling into the deepest sleep that I've been in since she's left. My hands wrap protectively around her and I dream of soft touches and whispered words.

When I wake my arm reaches out instinctively and I notice there is a small smile on my lips. I frown when my fingers meet cold sheets, and I wonder if it was all a dream. Sitting up I rub the sleep from my eyes and notice a note resting on the pillow where Bella's head had been resting the night before.

I'm sorry.

Yes there is a reason for this. You will see it in the future. Many of you are confused as to a few things and for that I am sorry, but since this story is only told in EPOV you can't really know until he does. Although I will say I think E's fear of their bedroom more stems from feeling like if he goes there with all of her stuff gone he will actually have to fully admit that Bella is actually gone and he's not ready to do that yet. Also there are no drugs or anything like that involved. But otherwise my lips are sealed. Oh yea and I think probably after I post the next couple of chapters I will post a BPOV of this chapter separately. So if you are interested in it you may want to put me on alert. Otherwise I will let you know when it's posted in an A/N.

Next chapter is therapy. We're going to go back to how this all started for a bit before we can go forward. Hope you stick with me and thanks everyone for reading!