~Okay, I am going to decide on what the !SEQUEL TO THIS BOOK! YES THERE IS DEFINITELY GOING TO BE A SEQUEL! AND I NOW KNOW THE PLOT! :D~

EPOV

"Bella!" I yell cold from the snow ball fight I am having with Emmett right now. "I didn't think you out of all the people would come outside!" I laugh. She smirks and hops to me.

"You looked cold. I came outside to help you." She smiles and kisses my cheek. Emmett throws a snowball and I block it from hitting Bella by taking it in the chest before it hit the back of her head.

"Enough with the lovey dovey crap! Let's fight!" Emmett laughs so loud it echoes. I look to Bella, she's gone.

"Bella?" I ask out loud. I hear something wiz past my ear, I turn and see it land straight in Emmett's face. And then I hear Bella's evil giggle. Of course. I smirk and grab a hand full of snow and fling it at Emmett too.

"Guys! Not fair! No! Don't team up on me!" Emmett yells as we hit him over and over again with snowballs. "White flag! White flag!" Emmett roars and runs away. I chuckle and look over to see Bella gathering up more snow.

"Bella, he gave up darling. He's not coming back."

"He'll come back. Emmett is very competitive."

"Why such a big snowball?" I ask. "You won't be able to throw it!" It was true she could barely pick it up now, it was about the same thickness as a snowman's bottom.

"I won't be throwing it Edward, you will!" She laughs still rolling the ball. I whistle. "What?" She chuckles.

"You're sexy."

"Oh thanks, I'm sure I'm covered with snow. I'm freezing!" Bella shivers. "I hate snow."

"You didn't have to help me."

"Face it Edward," Bella sighs and stands up, stretching her back. "You're hopeless without me." She breathes, I can see her breath swirling in the cold air.

"I am utterly defenseless, I'm hopeless, weak, I'm nothing without you." I whisper.

"I wouldn't go that far." She giggles. "I think it's the other way around." How could it be the other way? I chuckle. It's not just the other way, it's mutual. We are both dependable on each other. I wonder if that's okay.

"I hope you can..live without me." I whisper.

"Hmm?" Bella asks tilting her head to one side. "you said something?"

"Bells, if I died what would you do?" I ask out loud. She just stares at me.

BPOV

"Bells, if I died what would you do?" Edward asks looking at the ground. I feel stunned. I honestly don't know. Would I die? Would I live?Why is he talking this way?

"Edward...what...what brought this subject up in your mind?" I whisper.

"You haven't answered my question." He states firmly.

"Edward Anthony Cullen. Why in the hell are you avoiding my question!" I roar. The snowflakes swirls around us in response, the wind so strong it might knock me down. Edward turns and walks towards the woods. I follow him, freezing. "Edward!" I stop him.

"Come on Bells, I wanna show you our house."

"I know how it looks like."

"No really, I have something to tell you." He says grabbing my hand and pulling me to our house. Our little cottage. He opens the door to reveal cleaning supplies, carpentry tools, and wood. Oh, and to the left is firewood. He picks up a couple of logs and places them in the fire place. He lights the fireplace and we sit in front of it warming our bodies up. But not looking at each other.

"You're very...random." I say and smile up at him. He smiles at me.

"I know." He says chuckling. "But...I was thinking about this place." He smiles.

"And...?"

"Let's move into here."

"Uh..."

"When we marry. Let's move into here."

"Before then Edward." I whisper.

"hm?"

"I want us to be alone."

Edward chuckles. "We could sneak some stuff into here...then, in the night sneak into the woods, and then...fix it up...and-"

"I get it." I laugh I stand up, and pull Edward up with me.

"Where are we going?" He asks.

"You'll see." I whisper, walking towards the stairs, Edward following close behind. I step onto one step, eager to get up to the next one, until Edward pulls me back. I squeak landing in his arms. He walks upstairs and kicks a door open.

"You know Bella, you really are getting on my nerves." He sighs putting me on the bed.

"What?" I ask taken aback.

"You're like a forbidden fruit, and you're trying to tell me that I can take a bite. Do you get what I'm saying?" He smiles taking off our shoes.

"No." I giggle. "Paint the picture for me."

"You really tempting me." He says kissing my lips.

"I don't mean to. I just wanted to see the upstairs." I say pushing him. He looks down, hovering over me.

"Really?" He says smiling.

"Honest." I nod. "It was a big surprise to me that you carried me all the way here, and banged the door open, next thing I knew,you were saying things like I was tempting you." He sits down, I sit up.

"I'm an idiot." He says rubbing his temples.

"For what it's worth," I say putting my chin on his shoulder. "You kiss very well, and it was a very nice surprise." He chuckles.

"Bella, you must know," He says looking at me. "When you say things like that, I want to kiss you again."

"Go ahead," I laugh, he leans in, I put my hand on his shoulders and stop him. "Just don't go too far." He frowns. We kiss gently.

After kissing we get up and walk slowly walk around our room. "I need to show you something." He says and takes my hand and leads me out of our room and into another.

"There's a little crib right there." He says pointing to the dusty thing in the middle of the room. I stare at it. He expects children? If it happened sure, but what if I can't? What if something goes wrong? That's my life anyways right? One thing wrong after another. "I was thinking move it to this side of the room paint the room blue...It's a good color I like it. Even if we don't have a boy." I feel sick to my stomach. "Are you okay? You look pale." I turn away and puke.

JPOV

"His name is James...and he has a wife?" I look at his picture smiling so laid back. Not knowing I will kill him. I begin driving to his office. "Am I going too fast? Being too careless?"

"No, your not Jake! The faster you find him the faster you find me!" Isabella yells at me.

"And we can finally be together." I slam my brakes and get out. It's cold and white snowflakes as innocent as Isabella fall and melt on me. Like her sweet kisses. I sigh and walk into his office. He's just walking out of his little room. He disappears going into a different room. Which gives me the perfect opportunity to hide behind his door. Like a horror movie. He comes back in with a video tape and puts it in his TV. He sits down. I close the door and lock it as soon as I hear Bella's voice.

"You James?" I ask looking up at him.

"Who are you?" He asks shooting up from his seat.

"Sit down." I say smiling. He does. I'm in control now. "I'm looking for someone have you seen her?" I ask and get out my duct tape. I begin taping him to his chair. I look to the tape. She sitting next to Edward. "Of course you have. You're one of those people keeping her captive."I kick his leg. He yells in pain. I grab his ponytail and yank it back. "Why don't you tell me where she is?"

"Why would I do that." He says between clenched teeth.

"Oh...because you see, I already thought why...I did my homework." I say and go into my pocket and pull out a picture of him and his wife. "She's your wife is she not?" I say with a smile. "See, your going to die no matter what James. But you can save your wife. She looks familiar actually...hm...I think she's a cop or something right?"

"Don't you dare touch her! You good for nothing-"

"You're supposed to be so...what's the word...understanding? Telling me I'm good for nothing? That's not exactly how a therapist should behave."

"You're a fucking lunatic," James says spitting in my eye.

"Ugh!" I say covering my eye. I step away from him and clean my eye while pacing on his rug. "How dare you!"

"Bella told me all about you." James spits. "What you did to her-"

"She loves me!" I yell at him. "You don't know what I went through. She doesn't know...and why did you call her Bella? Her name is Isabella!"

"She prefers Bella now."

"That's bull." I say sitting down. I sit on a chair next to the TV.

"What did you go through?"

"I didn't go to private school. My Father brought me and my mom out to the woods to live..."

We were living perfectly and peacefully. My mom and father always smiling. My father...he became distant one day. On that afternoon he told me he was not going to live. I knew that. I knew that he was going to die someday. As long as it was not that day. I wondered what Isabella was doing, how she was. Was she waiting for me? I could not really know.

"Son, you still thinking about that girl?" My father asked emotionless, before today he would always tease me about it.

"Yes dad." I smile to him. My father then stood up and went into the kitchen(A/N No, he does not have a wheelchair sorry to disappoint you.). I heard my mother scream and I came rushing into the kitchen. I saw my mother's body lying there in a puddle of blood. My father standing there with his weapon of choice in his hand. It was a knife with red laces around it's handle. It looked tribal really. "What did you do father!"

"I killed her." He says with a smile. "Now boy I'll teach you to kill me."

"What?" He slides the knife towards me. I pick it up. And inspect the handle. He comes running towards me. And the knife pierces his stomach. My eyes widen as his blood creeps up on my skin. His eyes staring at me.

"I pass this tradition to you my son. Fall in love. Have a son. Pass it on." He collapses on the floor. The next thing I know I'm holding Isabella in the rain.

The first time I hit her, I felt so bad. My skin crashed into hers. But I kept doing it even though I promised not to do it again. And then the last time I saw her...we made love. In her parent's blood. I knew this: She would bare my child. But I would never kill her. I would not have a son. I would pass my job to my younger brother.

"You have a brother?" James asks with fear in his eyes.

"Well yes I do. And I'm the only one he has. He's in private school and I've been sending bills to his school so he can sleep there. But as soon as I'm gone he'll have no one." I smile at James. "Do you ever want to have kids?"

"That...it's impossible." James says looking down. "She can't have any."

"Poor you." I say and stand up. I go to his filing cabinet I pull out a file labeled Edward Cullen. He lives in the woods. Really? "Thanks for the file." I say. "Apparently Edward's mommy committed suicide? And he saw his own father die right in front of him? The others shunned him too. Esme and Carlisle were the only ones who cared. Touching story. I guess we all handle our parent's deaths in different ways."

"Don't you dare go near them! If you really love her! Let her be happy!"

"She's happiest with me old man!" I stab him in the gut. He puts his head back and yells in pain. I push him to his desk and unwrap him. I take my knife out of his gut. "You can't just shut up!" I say and dial the Cullen's residence.

BPOV

"Hello?" I answer. After I threw up Edward brought me home and everyone went on a shopping spree with Alice and Edward went to buy ginger ale.

"Hello am I speaking to Isabella Swan?" A familiar voice asks from the other line. I don't say anything. "You there?"

"Jake?" I say my voice shaking like my breath and my legs.

"Oh yes. Hello Isabella."

"Jake. What are you doing calling me?"

I hear a dark chuckle. "My dear, you sound so surprised. I found you! You happy?"

"How?"

"I paid a visit to your therapist." He says.

"What? Did you hurt him?" I ask in horror.

"Let's just say one's down. One more to go."

"Who's the other?" I ask and bite my lower lip.

"Let's see...his name is...Edward Cullen right?"

"Don't touch him!" I yell.

"I'll kill him. For you." He says. I see the smile on his face now.

"Don't. How can I stop this? You killing people for me?"

"Come to me...or kill yourself. But you shouldn't do that. You love me too much." That's it.

"I have to go."
"I'll be there soon babe. Bye." I slam the phone down. I run my fingers through my hair.

"Where? How?" I yell to the air. I close my eyes and see Edward kissing my in the water. My eyes open. I write a note and leave.

JamesJPOV

My body feels cold. I feel my life draining out of me. Edward. I must warn him. "Well old man, I must go."

"Don't hurt her."

"Isabella? Or your wife?"

"Both." I whisper.

"I won't. Promise old man. Bye." I hear the door slam. I lift my head up and slide the phone to me. I dial Edward's phone number.

"Hello? Who's this?" Edward's voice asks.

"Jacob Black is on the move Edward...s..save...Bella. H...hurry." I say before hanging up. And then dialing 911.

"911 what's your emergency?"

"Help."

BPOV

My foot slams on the gas and my truck moves faster then ever before to the beach. I park in the sand. I get out and look around and suddenly see a cliff. I drive up to the cliff and get out. I slam the door.

EPOV

I open the door and run into the living room. I run to the living room and see a note laying next to a phone.

Dear Edward,

I was born to tell you I love you. And I am torn to do what I have to. I love you. Good bye.

"Bella...what are you doing?" I look on the back.

By the time you figure out I wrote on the back I'll be dead...I'm sorry. I went to the beach and killed myself. "Shit Bells." I grab my car keys dropping the note and leave.

~I hope you are loving my writing. Sorry I haven't updated that much since all of my fans kind of convinced me I'm actually good at writing, I was working on my own novels :D But yes, I was looking at what I was working on and this random thought was screaming in my head. FANFICTION it said. So I thought...uh-oh. Okay time for you all to guess what happens next. I already know what happens next. But you my people don't. So guess. :D I love to see what you guys review! And...Will James survive? Please Review! I'm so sorry guys! 3 I feel as though I have betrayed you. But I WILL finish this story come hell or high water.3~