Disclaimer- Not Stephenie Meyer…still

The voice sounded raw and unused, but there was no mistaking who it belonged to. Turning around slowly, I once again took in the room. It was then that I noticed him, sitting in the far corner, where all the curtains had been drawn, surrounded by darkness. My dreams, my hallucinations, none of them came close to the beauty that was Edward. In my head, I wanted to be angry. I wanted to yell and scream and run away. I wanted him to be as miserable as he made me, so I started to run.

But instead of running away, I quickly crossed the length of the room, before tripping and falling headlong in to his arms. As much as my head wanted to punish him, my heart and soul needed to be with him immediately and forever. In the back of my mind, I remembered what he had said. The fact that he didn't love me, that he didn't want me. I knew I might have been asking for more pain by doing this, but I couldn't stop myself. This time, if he was going to try and leave, I was going to put up a fight. But he had just said he missed me, and he looked like he had been through hell. That was a good sign, right?

I was considering all of that as I crossed the room. By the time I got to him I was thinking of nothing but my love for him, and how it felt to have his arms around me once again. I realized that it didn't matter how much pain it would cause. I pulled myself up and kissed him with all the passion I had in me. It only took a split second before he caught on. His arms wrapped around me tighter, one hand working its way up in to my hair. My arms grabbed at the back of his neck, in an attempt to pull him even closer. My lips formed around his, and I moaned involuntarily as his scent buffeted my senses. I shivered as I felt his tongue trace over my bottom lip. Eventually, I had to break away to catch my breath, but he didn't waste a moment, kissing my jaw, my collarbone, and my neck.

He carried me over to his couch where we were laying down before I even realized what had happened. Our bodies were perfectly parallel, mine forming seamlessly in to his. The kiss continued for what seemed like forever, yet at the same time, not nearly long enough. It had been filled with all the emotions we had kept bottled up for the past few months. There was passion, anger, joy, hurt, sadness and relief all in that one kiss. It was unlike any we had ever shared. It was either a new beginning or a proper goodbye.

"I missed you too," I sighed, tucking my head under his chin. He kissed my hair, and rubbed circles on my back.

"I could tell," he chuckled. " Bella, aren't you mad at me?"

"Of course I am. You should have known better. How could you think that I would ever forget you? Taking away the photos and gifts won't take away my memories. You were, are and will forever be my life, whether you are physically with me or not. I tried to live the life you wanted me to have, and it nearly cost me everything." I felt his cool hand gently trace the scabs on my arm. I knew he would be upset, but I needed his attention first. I pulled away slightly and made him look me in the eye. "Edward, while I am upset that is only a small portion of what I am feeling right now. Mostly, I am filled with joy at just being here in your arms. I never want this moment to end."

"I don't deserve you. I don't deserve someone so loving, kind, and forgiving as yourself. If we live a hundred thousand years, I will never stop trying to make it up to you." I interrupted him by kissing him once more. I wanted him to feel as happy as I felt at that moment. That one small word "we" put me over the edge, and I was truly ecstatic. There would be plenty of time for him to grovel later. "So are you going to tell me what happened to your arm? Carlisle and Esme have been blocking their thoughts. All I know is that it had something to do with a wolf. Were you hiking by yourself?"

"No, I wasn't by myself. I was with a friend. Physically, he is fine, but I think the emotional scarring for him will be a lot worse than the physical scarring on my arm. I promise, I will tell you the whole story soon, but for now can we just focus on us?"

"I think I can manage that," he said, his lips against my mouth. I don't know how long we stayed there, but I could tell it was starting to get dark and I was going to need to head home soon. I hadn't left a note for Charlie, since I thought I would only be gone an hour or two. We lay there, forehead to forehead, staring into each other's eyes. It amazed me at how much we could say by just looking at each other. His eyes conveyed the guilt and grief he felt over the pain he had caused me, while I was sure that mine portrayed all the love I was carrying for him.

"I should probably get going. Charlie is going to be worried. Will you come over tonight?"

"Of course, love. I will never leave you again." The back of his hand brushed softly over my cheek. "I am too selfish a creature to ever do that again. I need you the way you say you need me. I promise, forever."

"That's all I'm asking for." I smiled at him, and he started to smile that crooked grin I loved so much when he froze.

From down the hall I heard Alice's voice, "NOOOOOOO!" at the same time Edward yelled, "CARLISLE!".

And then everything went dark.