Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

Bella POV

I rubbed my eyes, yawning widely. My dress was still on the floor from where I had deposited it last night. I was in my comfiest sweats, needing the comfort. Jacob and I had agreed to be friends and nothing more. Apparently he was getting over some big blow out with his last girlfriend and wasn't ready for anything serious. And I still had yet to get over Edward. We were a pathetic pair.

I glanced over at the alarm clock beside my bed. It was already ten in the morning. I climbed out of bed and hopped into the shower, taking my time washing my hair and body. I had been too tired to shower after the show last night. I spent extra time wiping out all of the hair products and make-up Rosalie and Alice had forced on me.

I left the bathroom, wrapped in a small towel. I grabbed a pair of jeans and a baby blue tank top and pulled them on, tossing my still wet hair into a ponytail. I grabbed my cell phone and was surprised to see I had a voicemail from Alice. I called myself and listened to it.

"AHHHH!!" I jumped about a mile into the air and held the phone away from my ear. Alice was shrieking, even in her message. "BELLA GET YOUR BUTT TO THE NEAREST STORE AND BUY AS MANY COPIES OF PEOPLE AS YOU CAN FIND! AHHH!! GO NOW DON'T JUST STAND THERE AND LISTEN TO MY MESSAGE! GO!" And then it cut off. I was so confused. What was so special about the people issue? Maybe there was a picture of Alice in it or something, or maybe me with Jacob. I just rolled my eyes at my crazy best friend.

I grabbed my car keys and took off, driving slowly until I found a Wal-Mart. I climbed out of the car and inside, heading straight for the magazine rack. I scanned by a few copies- some showing pictures of Tanya, Rosalie and Edward, covering the premier. I kept my eyes glued for people. And then I found it.

It was blatantly obvious why Alice has wanted me to get it. On the cover was a huge picture of me. And not me with Jacob. Me with Edward. It was a slightly old picture, from the previous summer. We were on the beach. Edward was in a pair of khaki shorts and a polo. I was in a little pink cover up dress, supplied by Alice. We were sitting on the sand and Edward had pulled me onto his lap. His arms were wrapped around my waist and mine were wrapped around his neck. We were grinning at each other, our lips an inch apart, pure love in our eyes when Alice snapped the picture. It was my favorite of us.

But that didn't explain what the hell this picture was doing in People magazine. On the cover no less. I scanned the title "I'm sorry Bella" was proclaimed in big, black writing across the top. The smaller subtitle was "Edward Cullen apologizes to long time love Bella Swan." My jaw dropped and I saw a few people staring at me. One of them recognized me from the magazine and she came running over to me.

"That's you!" she exclaimed, pointing to the magazine cover. I nodded mutely. "What's it like kissing Edward?" she asked dreamily.

"Fabulous," I answered. And then I grabbed every single copy of People magazine they had and headed for the check out register. The old woman scanned the magazines, looking at me like I was crazy. But then she realized I was the girl on the cover and she smiled knowingly. I couldn't even speak. I hardly blinked when I paid her, even though it was costing a pretty penny. I took the copies with me back to the car, stacking them neatly in the passenger seat. I tried to ignore them on the ride home.

When I got back to the hotel I grabbed the stack of magazines and ran inside. I placed the extra copies on the coffee table, taking just one for myself. I settled onto the bed, still examining the cover. How much money did Edward have to dish out to manage this?

I opened the cover slowly. The first page held a copy of the cover picture, just smaller. Under that was the table of contents.

"Page 1-100 Edward's Apology." He had somehow managed to get me the entire magazine. I could feel tears starting to well in my eyes. I turned the page again. On this page was another picture, one of Edward and I on set. We were holding hands, our fingers laced on the table. Edward was watching me while I watched something outside of the camera. His eyes were filled with love. I turned the page again.

The first thirty or so pages were filled with pictures of the two of us, from the last two years. There was a picture of us kissing as I sat on the counter from the very first day- probably from Alice. There was a picture of us while Edward played his piano. His hands were blurry in motion and my eyes were closed, a blissful smile on my face. Every single picture brought back a special memory, something I loved about him. About halfway through I got to the actual words.

Bella, it read. I love you so much. Every word that I said to you that day was stupid, selfish. I had convinced my over inflated head that what I was doing was helping you. I was being an idiot- a selfish, fame-obsessed idiot. I could only think about what I was gaining- I didn't even comprehend that I was losing something infinitely more important.

Ever since the first day I saw you Bella, I have loved you. At first it was from afar. The day I finally got up the courage to ask you out was the happiest of my life. I was complete. In you, I had found my soul mate, the one person I knew I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. You are my everything Bella, my angel. My heart and my soul belong entirely to you.

Every day that you've been gone I've felt like half of myself is missing. I've felt that my heart was torn to shreds that my soul was ripped from my body. I wasn't whole. I was an empty shell, a mere echo of the person I once was. The person I am with you. Because without you, I cannot live. I cannot be.

Without you, my Bella, my love, my life would be empty. My life is empty. I would gladly give up fame, fortune; I would give up everything I have ever deemed important in my life, all for you. I would gladly jump off a building if it would make you happy. I would do anything, be anything, for you.

My love for you is like the galaxy, the universe. Infinite and endless. It stretches on and on, further than anyone can even imagine. It is filled with beauty and mystery. It is so great that people won't even try to understand. They can't. Unless they find someone like you to love them as you loved me. A love like ours can't be duplicated or replaced. It is one of a kind. Irreplaceable.

You're the person I want to wake up next to every morning. You're the person I want to hold while I'm asleep. I want to comfort you when you cry and I want to laugh with you when you're happy. I want to hear you talk in your sleep; I want to hear you say my name in your dreams. I want to smell the strawberry shampoo of your hair, the freesia scent of your skin. I want to be with you every minute of every day. I want to live with you for eternity, for my life and hopefully beyond that.

You always wondered what I love about you Bella. And this is it. I love everything about you. I love you infectious smile, your easy blushes. I love the beat of your heart, how it seems synchronized to my own. I love the way your warmth feels when I hold you. I love the way my lips feel like they're on fire when we kiss. When you touch me, my heart soars, my skin tingles. I love your kindness and I love your trusting nature. I love the way you put everyone before yourself. I love the way you care for your friends and family, even for people you hardly know. But most of all, I love how you are able to love me. I love how you can look past my flaws to what's inside and how you love me anyway.

I know that I have said some things that are unforgivable. I know that I could've tried harder to talk to you, to get you back. But I didn't. I was weak and depressed. But I hope that somewhere in your warm heart you can find it to forgive me. I hope that you somehow still hold even a portion of the love for me that I hold for you.

Isabella. If you decide to forgive me then please meet me at the address Alice will give you tonight at seven o'clock PM. There will be no cameras, no fans present. It will just be you and I. I've missed you terribly and I am sincerely sorry for any pain that I have caused you. I'll be waiting for you. I love you Isabella Swan. Always.

Edward

Tears were falling down my cheeks as I read his apology. I was full out sobbing. I couldn't believe this. He had gotten an entire spread in a magazine just to apologize to me. I flipped to the next page and saw more pictures, along with little quotes and poems about love. It was the sweetest thing he had ever done for me.

"Are you gonna go?" Alice came running into the room, already talking. She jumped on the bed beside me. "Please tell me you're gonna go. This is such a sweet apology."

"I'm going to go," I decided. I had to talk to him at least. I still loved him and this was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me. I had to see him. Alice jumped off the bed, bouncing around the room, clapping her hands and squealing.

"Go take a shower I already bought your dress!" she squeaked.

"When?" I asked, completely baffled.

"This morning, it's perfect, now go!" she demanded. She pulled me off of the bed and shoved me into the bathroom. I climbed into the shower for the second time this morning. I washed my hair again, making sure to condition it till it was silky smooth. I washed and shaved everything. I had to look good. I climbed out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. Alice and Rosalie were waiting for me when I emerged.

"Okay, go put on some sweats while we get you ready," Alice instructed. I pulled on some old shorts and a t-shirt.

"Sit," Rosalie commanded, pointing to a large armchair. I sank into it. Rosalie started working on my toenails, Alice on my fingernails. I held very still, not wanting to mess them up. The did French manicures on both. Once Alice finished my fingernails, she grabbed a blow dryer from bathroom. She blow-dried my hair until it was impeccably straight. And then she put the whole thing up in rollers.

"Close your eyes Bella," Rosalie instructed while I had the rollers on my head. I did, leaning back against the chair. I felt Rosalie spreading some cucumber smelling lotion over my face. "This is a mask, it'll make your face silky smooth for tonight," she informed me. I nodded.

After a few hours, I was ready to go. Alice had taken all of the rollers out of my hair. My brown locks fell in large banana curls down my back. My make-up was done to perfection, my skin smooth. My dress was a dark blue strapless number that fell to about me knees. It was simple, elegant and beautiful. I felt beautiful.

"You're good to go Bella," Alice announced finally. "You look hot."

"The driver knows where he's going. See you in the morning." She winked, pushing me out the door. I climbed into the car and he took off. I waited anxiously to reach Edward. My true love.

A/N: Okay, two more chapters I think. Thank you to all of my readers and reviewers, I love you all in a not creepy stalker way! Also, I'll be posting a new story very soon called Little Pink Envelope, so read that if you'd like! REVIEW!!