Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the lyrics I use for this story. I just own the idea and some of the random store workers.

I'm so sorry for using so many lines from NEW MOON. I just wanted to do a kind of flash-back.

I also wanted to leave a note, because Angie Snip Lee pointed out that when Bella introduced Alice and Jasper, the Renee said in Twilight that she HAD met Alice, so they already knew each other. I just wanted to tell everyone in case of confusion. :-) And I also wanted to thank everyone who is reviewed and given advice to make this story better! You guys are amazing for your help!

Also the story is coming to the end. So I hope you'll keep reading until the end and I want to thank everyone who's been reading from the start (you know who you are).

BPOV:

How could Alice possibly think this was a good idea? Shopping with Rosalie? This was not a good idea.

Alice had gotten us both certificates to do our nails done, on her, this weekend.

Rosalie and I had taken them grudgingly and grumbled about it for the rest of the night.

If I had hoped Alice would have forgotten about it in the morning, I was sourly disappointed.

"Alright, you two! Time to get ready!"

Bella-Barbie time than…I sighed and heaved myself out of the chair I had been sitting in, attempting to eat my breakfast.

One pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a bottle of hair spray later I was dressed and Alice-Approved.

"Your certificates are in your purses. Have fun!" She slammed the door in our faces and I turned slowly to see a not too happy looking Rosalie glaring at the door, she turned to look at me.

"So, let's get this over with."

And so we headed to the mall Alice had given us directions to.

We'd had our nails done, mine were a soft peach color and Rosalie's were a bright flashy red.

"So…umm…that was fun." I tried to break the ice that had been separating us the whole hour and a half we had been in the mall.

"Yeah, great," Rosalie replied dryly as we walked into a store filled with loud music and preppy colors.

She started thumbing through a rack of skirts; she bit her lip as she stared at the red and purple minis.

"Which one do you like better?" She turned to me.

I smiled hopefully; maybe she was going to try to make an effort too now.

"The red I think, fashions not really my area of expertise."

Rosalie pursed her lips and put the red one back on the rack. "I'll go with the purple then."

I was shocked and hurt. Why did she hate me so much? I had never done anything to her!

"Do you hate me or something?" I could hear the despair in my own voice.

Rosalie turned to me suddenly, her face softened.

I saw something in her eyes I did not understand; sadness I couldn't comprehend.

"No," she said it so softly I wasn't sure if I had actually heard her, but she repeated herself a little louder, but still in the same soft none. "No, I don't hate you."

"Why then?" I asked, in reference to the stoniness that had been between us.

I wasn't sure she understood the question at first, however she said, "I don't think you understand how hard it is for me to except someone like you into my family…" She started and then stopped. "Did Edward ever tell you my story…?"

And so I listened to how she was raised rich, how she longed for a child of her own, how her engagement came to pass and the sick way Royce and his friends had treated her. How she had been left to die, how Carlisle had saved her and turned her into the marvelous beauty of a vampire she was today, how she would give it all up in a second.

She explained the way she had killed the group of men that had been so cruel to her. How she saved Royce for last…I shivered slightly at the image of Rosalie dark and haunting in a wedding gown, out for revenge.

"The one thing that even keeps me here anymore is Emmett. When I saw him, those curls, it reminded me of Vera's little Henry, I wouldn't claim love at first sight, but the moment he woke up, the first time he laughed, I knew I loved him." She smiled wistfully.

I stared at Rosalie, understanding her in a way I never had.

We were sitting on a bench in the middle of the mall now, people walking busily along.

"Did I scare you?" She teased, after my long silence.

"A little," I admitted. "It's just that you were…" I trailed off unsure of what to say.

"The poor little rich girl?"

I nodded, smiling. "Yeah."

"Speaking of tragedies. I think it's time I hear your story."

I looked up at her, not even knowing what she wanted me to say.

"W-What…?"

"Before I get on bored with the whole 'team Bella' thing Alice is starting I need to know what I'm cheering for."

So, I poured out my story to the amazingly beautiful Rosalie Hale.

How I'd always felt like the adult, how I had moved to Forks to give my mother space, how I'd figured out their secret. Everything.

And then I finally was to the part I'd been dreading. The night Edward left me.

"What did he say, Bella?" Rosalie asked after a long pause.

"He, um, took me into the woods behind by the house, she we could talk."

"And?"

"He said 'Bella, we're leaving'"…

"Why now? Another year-" That's what I had asked. I had been so confused.

"Bella, it's time. How much longer could we stay in Forks, after all? Carlisle can barely pass for thirty, and he's claiming thirty-three now. We'd have to start over regardless."

"When you say we-"

"I mean my family and myself." Yes, that's what he had said. It had been like a knife stabbing me repeatedly as it had dawned on me what he was saying to me.

"Okay, I'll come with you."

"You can't, Bella. Where we're going…It's not the right place for you."

"Where you are is the right place for me." I had replied as if it made perfect sense. Because it did to me.

"I'm no good for you, Bella."

I couldn't see Rosalie anymore. It was as if I were reliving that night.

"Don't be ridiculous! You're the very best part of my life."

"My world is not for you."

"What happened with Jasper was nothing! Edward, nothing!"

"You're right. It was exactly what was to be expected."

"You promised!" I had begged. "In Phoenix, you promised that you would stay-"

"As long as that was best for you"

"No! This is about my soul, isn't it? Carlisle told about that, and I don't care, Edward. I don't care! You can have my soul. I don't want it without you-It's yours already!"

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." Those words hurt more than anything I'd ever felt in my life. How could the world have kept turning after something so awful?

"You…don't…want me?"

"Well, that changes things."

"Of course, I'll always love you in a way. But what happened the other night made realize that it's time for a change. Because I'm tired of pretending to something I'm not, Bella. I am not human. I've let this go on much too long, and I'm sorry for that."

Why did he have to keep going? Why hadn't he just stopped?

"Don't, don't do this."

"You're not good for me, Bella."

"If that's what you want." Why hadn't I fought to keep him?

I was back again, now sitting on the bench next to Rosalie.

"So…He asked me to take care of myself…for him and for Charlie. I said I'd do anything. He said it'd be a clean break, like you'd never been there." I could feel the tears now. It was stupid to cry in front of Rosalie like this. I hated myself for the weakness.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, wiping the tears from my cheeks.

She didn't anything, but instead pulled me into a very unexpected hug.

After a minute, I pulled away from her cold arms.

"Thanks." I mumbled, blushing and looking down.

"He really said all that stuff?" Rosalie asked.

I looked up, meeting her golden eyes.

"Yeah, he did."

She rolled her eyes, "trust Edward to be the drama queen." She sighed. "When I see him I am so going to kick his butt."

I smiled and laughed through the tears

"Thanks, Rosalie. But if you're sticking around for this road trip I don't think you'll be seeing him."

"I've a closet filled up to the brim with the ghosts of my past and the skeletons and I don't know why you'd even try." Boys like girls' "Hero/Heroine"

APOV:

Since Rosalie and Bella were gone, I knew it was time to put the next part of my plan in action. It was time to talk to Edward.

I waited for him by the door, opening it the moment I heard him step up the hallway to our hotel room.

I needed him to give Bella some more time, I just wanted her to be happy and this was not part of my plan. Bella could not just let him back into her life after what he had put her through.

"Edward," I greeted cheerfully.

"Alice," he replied, his voice calm.

"Edward, look, I know you want to win Bella back, but you've put her through a lot."

I could still see the look in Bella's eyes sometimes, though I though being in Jacksonville had made her much happier.

"I know, Alice. I need to make it right with her. Even if she doesn't want me back. I need her to know that I lied and I will always love her."

I sighed.

"I know you do. I just think it's going to be hard for her. Maybe you can give her more time. I can find out if she's ready."

"Of course," He agreed. "I understand. I can wait."

Then of course, everything that could possibly go wrong went wrong.

The vision came much too late, I had not been paying attention and the door was going to open any second. I looked at Edward and he at me. And I had no idea what to do.

I hesitated and that is when my plan was completely ruined. If I had just kicked him out, then and there, I could have given Bella the time she needed.

The door opened.

BPOV:

We were going to stop for new shoes as well as the new clothes, but Rosalie decided it was too much for me to take at the last minute so she turned into the hotel parking lot, which was luckily on our way to the shoe-store she had wanted to go to. I hurried up the stairs as fast as I could with my two shopping bags and three of Rosalie's.

"Holy Crow!" I had said as she gathered about seven more bags from the trunk.

"Bella, this isn't all for me." She had held up a small bag. "This one has a shirt for Emmett."

I rolled my eyes and tried to get up the stairs faster, my arms were killing me.

She went of the stairs as fast as she dared and opened the door for me.

I was glad to be back to the hotel.

Then I bumped into a back that felt like marble, I was sure I would have bruises for weeks. Rosalie was frozen like a statue.

"Rosalie!" I yelped as she dropped her bags around her feet. "And they call me the klutz…" I joked happily

I pushed my way past her and any ounce of happiness that had filled me seconds ago drained from my body.

No…

I couldn't move, I felt like the whole world was crashing down around me. There was Edward, standing just as frozen as Rosalie and Alice were, but I found the strength to move. I doubled over, feeling a fresh wave of tears.

Was he mad at Alice for finding me and dragging me along on this road trip? Did he want to me to go back to Forks away from his family and live a normal life?

I couldn't breath.

No, no, no. It was a dream. This dream I had almost every night where he told me he didn't want me. I couldn't take it if my hopes were crushed again. Because I wanted so desperately for him to be here because he wanted to win me be back.

"Bella?" His voice was more beautiful than I had remembered; he was standing in front of me in an instant.

"I'll go," I whispered straightening up. I was strong, Alice was right. I could take it. I had money I could get a flight back to L.A. and my truck and from there back to Forks…or maybe Port Angeles.

So, on that note I turned and ran.

"Bella!" I could hear Rosalie and Alice screaming my name.

As I hurried down the stairs, I bumped into Emmett and Jasper.

"Whoa-oh, Bella, where are you off to?" Emmett laughed.

"I don't know," I shook my head and ran past them down stairs and out the front door…

Cliff-hanger! :-) I'd love if you'd review! I'd like to get like 25 reviews for this chapter, if that no trouble. I'll be updating soon. I do you the next chapter is a lot of fluff though.