A/N – Ok, since, I had no idea how to continue this story, and if I don't know how to continues I cant really write can I? So I think I'm not going to write any more until I get a decent amount of reviews, I'm not blackmailing people into just giving me reviews, I genuinely don't know how to carry the story on. And because I hate it when people just post an authors note as a chapter, I decided to do a very short dual pov chappy here.

Edward's pov

Finally, Bella slowed down and eventually stopped, was she angry at me? Was she angry at her sister? - Ok I know that was a stupid question, but she had been running for a while maybe she had calmed down somewhat? Was she sad that she had effectively disowned her sister? I could see the betrayal on her face when she slapped her sister... no, Keira,did she still feel betrayed... by me?

She looked so delicate and fragile standing in the forest, she had on grey sweats that came to just bellow her knees and a figure hugging black, sleeveless top. It was long, and she had pulled it down over her hips, the line swaying as she ran... come on Edward! Pull yourself together man! But she was so small, and slim! I had already seen her broken, I wasn't about to go through that again, think of what Bella went through!

I was panting now as I caught up with her. She turned around as I made my way round the last few trees, and she beamed at me. It was all I could comprehend for a moment, Bella was happy to see me!

"Bella!" I said with relief, relief she was alright, relief she didn't hate me. Then my gaze zeroed in on the trail of blood from her cheek to her jaw, "your bleeding."

She brushed her cheek with her fingers, her eyebrows shot to her hairline in surprise, "Oh, its nothing Keira just scratched me that's all."

I wasn't sure if she would want me to, but my feet were already moving, I tried to hold them back, but that was a lost cause, nothing and no-one could resist this compulsion I felt to go to her, to comfort her, to try and heal everything, make it all better, protect her.

"Are you Ok?" she had to be more than a little upset about what just happened outside her house, I could see it in her eyes.

At my words, her eyes overflowed. It seemed she had no energy left to hold the fragile composure she had constructed around herself. I was at her side in a heartbeat, without thinking I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close to me in the most comforting gesture I could think of.

After a few moments she pulled away mumbling a "sorry." I couldn't just let her go, why was she apologising? What did she have to be sorry for? She was the one who had been wronged, on so many levels, by so many people. She should not apologise, she should not be made to feel that she should apologise.

I let her pull away, but grabbed her arms gently, and holding her so I could look into her beautiful, heartbreaking face.

"Don't be sorry," I whispered, "I'm the one that should be sorry, I've basically abandoned you this last week, I should have known something was up, I had a feeling, but I should have investigated more, come around to your house instead of avoiding Keira like the plague," she had to know, I never intended to hurt her, she just had to know.

She looked at me with wide eyes, she wasn't expecting that, and it worried me. I had no idea what she was expecting but how could it be anything other than that? But it wasn't a repulsed shock, it was a complete and utter shock, but then it held a glimmer of hope, I had to take that chance.

I took a deep breath, "I don't know if I deserve this, but do you still want to go out with me?"

She said nothing. Crap! What if I was just misreading her expression? What if I was just seeing what I wanted to see? What if this was to soon? What if she couldn't forgive me for abandoning her? Then she nodded. She nodded? She nodded! I couldn't help but grin! I was so happy I thought I was going to burst – Ok, wow that was really cheesy.

I felt myself leaning down towards her, her lips. My brain was still stuck marvelling over the fact that she had agreed to go out with me, again!

Our lips met and my brain quickly abandoned its marvelling, instead it just sat back and enjoyed the moment, cherishing each touch of her soft warm skin on mine. Her body pressed against the length of mine, further contracting the muscles in the pit of my stomach. My breathing accelerated as I felt her fingers knot through my hair, my entire scalp tingled and pleasant shivers shot down my spine. I smelled the delicious scent of her skin, and tasted her lips on mine.

One of my hands was behind her neck, while the other was pressing lightly against her lower back. Our lips moved in sync, slightly hesitantly at first, but all that melted away before long in the sudden heatwave. We broke apart panting – it was the first time I'd seen her out of breath – and beaming at each other.

"By the way, it wasn't your fault, it was Keira," her name twisted in loathing when she said Keira's name, "I don't blame you at all."

Alice's pov

I was pissed, to say the least. What stupid, evil bitch, beats her sister up, leaves her for dead on the street, then goes and steals her life?

Edward pulled up in front of Bella's and Keira's house. I refused to get out, things might get a little tense there, and I really didn't want to get into the middle of that. So I waited in the car, I saw Edward talking to the Keira-Bella and figured he was dumping her, then, out the corner of my eye, I saw the real Bella – I knew it! – at the window, looking hurt... and then furious.

There was a fight and, despite my original intentions, I ended up getting out the car. I heard Bella disown her sister, I wasn't surprised, I would have done the same years ago. But then she ran off and Edward was running after her. I shouted to him to leave her alone, she probably just wanted to be alone – hence the running off – but he ignored me.

Then I was left alone with Keira, I just glared at her, too mad for words, until she got up and went inside, like nothing much had happened! I was too pissed to do anything but get in the car and sit there silently fuming. I waited there for twenty minutes before I got bored.

I texted Edward to say I was driving home, then I climbed across the seats and started the engine. When I got home mum was there and could tell I was in a mood.

"What's happened honey?" she asked concerned, yet still wary.

"Well..." I proceeded to tell her about the last week and mums face went from sympathetic to mad, to a strange mixture between horrified and furious.

"Oh, goodness! Is Bella alright?" my mum asked.

"Yeah... I don't know, she ran off into the woods and Edward ran after her," I sighed.

"Good, bad things can happen when you're alone in the woods."

I went upstairs to my room. I hadn't received a reply to my text earlier and I wanted to know if he got it, so I rang him. I paced my room, waiting for the call to connect, then froze as I heard Edward's ringtone coming from his bedroom. I shut my phone, just a small movement of my fingers. Then I crept into his room, silently pushing his door open, I checked his phone and sure enough, there was one unread text and one missed call. Dammit!

A/N – Ok, so don't forget to review, should Bella and Edward turn into vampires? Any other random ideas? PLEASE REVIEW!!!!