Edward's POV:

Because you're not mine!

God dammit! Why the hell did this infuriatingly beautiful woman have to mix with my emotions? Every time I was with her, something would stir up, and it took everything in me not to kiss her.

And now, watching her run away from me like I was going to fucking kill her hurt like hell. I called after her, but it only made her run faster. I tried to follow her through, but by the time I got past the cloud bank, she was gone.

I quickly got back into my car and drove back the way we came; hoping to find her. Her words echoed through my mind as I drove in panicked silence. Why did she have to be so god damn selfless? I wish she had just stayed and talked to me; she was always mine, but I could never hold onto her long enough! She always ran away before I could get my explanation through her.

All I wanted to do now was find her; I didn't care about Tanya, or our wedding, or the fact that she would go batshit crazy later when I got home from being away from her too long. Bella would have never done that to me; she might have gone batshit crazy for a minute, but she would have forgiven it.

Tanya, god she was another story. In a way, she was perfect…but she wasn't perfect for me. She deserved someone else; someone who would listen to her, and would love it when she got pissed off. That's how it always was between Bella and I. That's how it should have been now; except, I'd fucked up and made things further between us.

I couldn't believe the stupid grin that almost crossed my face when Bella said she didn't care about the wedding. Could I really just call it quits with Tanya?

I wished Bella had spoken up before any of this; it would have been easier. Her righteous attitude was what kept her from saying anything. That annoyed the fuck out of me when she said things late. She always missed her chance. I wouldn't let her do that this time; I couldn't let her go again.

Seeing her run away from me again, made me feel like I was nineteen again.

After what seemed like forever, the sky began growing darker, and I still hadn't found her. Although, I wasn't going to give up. She couldn't walk back to Forks in the dark, and I refused to leave her.

A figure jumped out from the bushes on the side of the road, and I swerved the car away from it. It was Bella! I left the engine running and stepped out, "Jesus Christ! Bella why the hell did you jump out in front of my car? Suppose that wasn't me?" I growled, running up to her. I felt awful instantly and shook my head to dismiss it.

"I-I'm sorry," She sniffed, rubbing her eyes.

"I don't want us to be like this again, Bella. We'll be running in a full circle, and ignoring each other isn't going to work." I sighed, pulling her into my chest. She stiffened and tried to pull away. "No, stop it!" I bent down to be eye level with her and ran my thumbs under her eyes to clear her tears. "Please, just get into the car and let us talk about us."

"I can't," Her voice cracked, looking down at the ground. On instinct, I sprang forward, crashing my lips down on hers. Her stiff body relaxed underneath me; but I knew all too well, it wouldn't last. She gasped and pushed me back, "Edward!"

"Tell me that doesn't change anything," I said, ignoring her protest, "If you tell me that it does, it'll be you and me. If it doesn't, then I'll leave you alone."

"You're not thinking clearly!" She sighed, "Don't feel like you have to make me happy."

"I don't have too," I argued, "I want too, Bella! You deserve that. I put you through shit because my dumbass self didn't know the difference between being nice and faking a smile."

"Edward you just can't close the door on Tanya." Bella replied, "That's not fair to her." Luckily, I expected her to be this difficult; too damn selfless. I pulled my phone out, pressing the call button.

"Dammit, Bella!" I hissed, "Don't you get it? It's always been you! I love Tanya, but not as much as I love you! I realize that now."

"Why now?" She asked, "Because I told you how I feel? Edward, I can't! I mean…you can't do that to her. We broke up three years ago! If you're with Tanya then I'm going to assume you've moved on!"

"But I haven't!" I pleaded, "I can talk to Tanya."

"You can't! You can't make that kind of commitment, and break it off all because of an old flame!" She cried.

"It's not an old flame, Bella! It's always been here!" I watched her guard fall for a short second, before she turned away.

"Just go home, and go through with it, Edward. You can't do that to her."

"Too late," I sighed. She turned back to me with a look of slight horror, and confusion.

"Meaning?" Bella asked, stepping forward. I held my phone out to her. She choked back a scream, only to lash out on me moments later.

"Are you fucking insane, Edward Cullen!" She shouted, pushing me backwards, "You don't pretend to call somebody just so they'll hear it's over!"

"Funny; you were quite hypocritical back then." I said, taking my phone back. Anger coursed through her expression, and she slapped me across the face.

"For your information, I didn't accidentally call you and say everything I was feeling!"

"So you purposely called me?" I shouted back.

"No!"

"Oh come on, Bella! I know you! I know you're lying!"

"Well if you know, then why the hell does it matter? How the hell did this conversation turn on me?" She yelled angrily.

"Well maybe Tanya needed to hear it!" I said quickly, "Unlike you, I might actually be able to talk to her without her screaming at me!"

Bella laughed, "You really think she'd be any different from me at this point? Edward she's going to kill you! And for that dumbass move, I might just let her!"

"Tell me this doesn't make you feel the slightest bit better?"

"Does it look like things are better?" Bella cried, "God, Edward, you can be such a moron sometimes!"

"So now that the wedding could potentially be over, you don't feel any better?"

"No! Because that's not how these things work! Maybe now I remember why things between us never worked out!" She hissed. I started to see red; and it began to take everything in me not to pin her to the car and just yell at her. She watched my expression change, and suddenly turned her back to walk the other way.

That sent me raging anymore; she always assumed things were over, when they clearly weren't even halfway through. I chased after her, grabbing her arms a little too tight. Bella winced in pain, trying to pry my fingers from her arms. The look of pain in her expression shot me to the core, and made me realize I was hurting her. I let go instantly and tried to calm down.

"I thought we were done." She replied icily. I growled in the back of my throat, irritated.

"Fucking god," I muttered, "Stop doing that!"

"Doing what?"

"Acting like things are over!" I replied, "Did it ever occur to you that I wanted things to work between us? Did you ever stop and think that maybe we were never over to begin with?"