A/N: Hello beautiful fanfiction people. I am so thankful for all the reviews, adds, and follows. Thank you so much for supporting my story. This is a repost and I am editing these chapters by myself, so I apologize for any mistakes. There are some changes from the original, but they are not huge changes. All the normal disclaimers still stand, not my characters, but it is my playground. The banner was made by Lizzie Paige, she is super awesome! Seatbelts still buckled? And off we go.

Bella POV

Crawling in my skin, these wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real. Discomfort endlessly has poured itself upon me. Distracting, reacting. Against my will I stand beside my own reflection. It's haunting how I can't seem to find myself again…I've felt this way before, so insecure- Crawling by Linkin Park

Today sucked! It was a week later and Edward had still not given up. He still texted and called; I still wouldn't answer. Today he had seen me at the school coffee shop, but I had disappeared before he could get to me. I know I looked like hell, but he looked bad too. Like he hadn't slept since the night I left. It hurt more to see him like that than it would have had I seen him making out with some random girl. Today I had my second appointment with Dr. Foster, and I was freaked. I had already been killed by Riley four times in my new dreams, and I hadn't talked in three days. I wondered if my voice still worked. Long story short, I was falling apart, and I had no idea how to fix it. I hope Dr. Foster has some ideas for me, but I have to be 100% open and honest with her. It would honestly be good to talk to someone about it. I had stopped talking to Ali and Emmett cause they had nothing helpful to say. I made it to the doctor's office and the receptionist said I could head back to Dr. Foster's office. I found her sitting at her desk. She welcomed me inside, and she looked at me contemplatively.

"How have you been Bella?"

"Um…really horrible, actually."

She smiled compassionately at me. "What's been going on?"

"I've been having a new nightmare, where I am actually getting killed by Riley, and I've had it every night for the past week. I haven't talked to anyone in three days, and I broke Edward's heart. I messed everything up and I don't know how to fix it." I burst into tears. Dr. Foster handed me the box of tissues again.

She took in a deep breath and blew it out. "Well all that stuff is very important, so we have a lot to talk about. First, let's talk about your new nightmare."

I sighed, centering myself. I told her about the new nightmare that started after my first meeting with her, and how the last couple times it had actually progressed into him torturing and killing me. She said it was my mind's way of dealing with "having Riley back in my life" because I was admitting what he had done and that it had changed who I was. She said it was good that I had stood up to him at the beginning of my dream. She told me to take my pills before bed and when I woke up every morning after I had admitted to not taking them. She also told me to give myself thirty minutes before bed every night to relax by meditating or deep breathing and clearing my mind. We also talked about why I hadn't talked for three days.

"I just haven't had anything to say. I feel like a burden to my friends having to deal with all my crazy stuff constantly."

"Bella, I hope you know you can be 100% honest with me, and there will be no judgment. I also hope I can return the favor." I nodded cautiously. "You seem like someone who makes things extremely hard because you are so critical and tough on yourself. Have you thought there may be a reason why you've stopped talking to your friends?"

I knew exactly what she was talking about, but I really didn't want to admit. I knew I had to though, I was committed to fixing things. "I don't deserve it."

"Why, Bella?"

"Remember I told you that I broke Edward's heart. Well, Emmett, my friend, is Edward's brother and Alice, my best friend, is Edward's friend too. So, since I hurt Edward I feel like I don't deserve to complain to them."

"Bella, everyone needs an outlet. It's healthy to have one. What happened with Edward? I remember you speaking very highly of him."

"I messed up so bad. I freaked out. He told me how much he cared about me and how he felt about me, and I withdrew. I said things like I'd make him hate me, and that I was gonna hurt him before he could hurt me."

"What really interests me is why you said you'd make him hate you. Where does that come from?"

"Because I'm neurotic, I'm a big damaged mess. I'm so messed up that I have no business being in a relationship, and bringing that person along for the crazy train ride."

"Are you like that around him?"

I thought for a moment. I was caught off guard by her question. "No, not really. I'm the Bella I was before Riley….Holy shit! He was so right. He said when we were together we were just Bells and Edward again. I still don't know if I'm ready. I need to wrap my head around it first."

"My advice is to tell him. Call, text, or write. Tell him that you realize that he wants to talk, but you need some more time and space. If he can't give you that, then saying goodbye is a good idea. You are not crazy. You are dealing with a lot of issues Bella, but that in no way makes you worthless or less than anyone else. You have friends that love you and a man that cares for you, not everyone is lucky. When you start feeling bad, just remember them and don't push them away. You need them. Ok?"

"Ok. I know that is all true, it is just hard to get outside my head sometimes."

"I understand. So how are you feeling now?"

"A lot more hopeful than when I got here, and optimistic that I can fix things"

"Well, our hour is up." We both got up. She started walking me up front. "Since so much happened in one week, I think that maybe we should have two meetings a week until things calm down. Let the receptionist know we're gonna do mid-week. Wednesday or Thursday, whichever works better with your class schedule?"

"Ok sounds good, Dr. Foster. Thanks."

"No problem. Bye, Bella."

After I made my appointment and left, I pulled my cell phone out and text Edward.

I realize that you want to talk, and you feel bad about what happened. It's not all on you though. I do need some more time to think. Please tell me that you understand, and if you don't want to then I totally understand.

I pressed send before I could chicken out, and as I made the drive home, I thought a lot. I got home and saw Alice wasn't home. It didn't surprise me. After the first solid twelve hours that I wouldn't leave my room or respond to her, she freaked out and left a lot. When I got inside I saw I had a reply from Edward.

I totally understand. I just worry about you. Em keeps using the term zombie Bella and Ali is throwing around catatonic. Please tell me you're ok.

I rolled my eyes and cause of Ali and Em. I hit reply.

I'm ok. I have not been talking much lately but we will talk about that later. Let Em know that zombie Bella has not returned. I'm getting better. I'll talk to you later.

I got a reply less than two minutes later

I'm glad you texted me. Let me know if you need to talk. Have a good night.

I text him back

You too, night.

I knew I wouldn't get a reply back. He knew I liked to have the last word. I smiled a little knowing that Edward and I were ok, We had some talking coming up, but as for now, we were ok. Me and Alice was another story. I groaned and laid back on the couch. "Crap!"

Alice POV

I had hit my third designer store when I realized my plan was not working and was now almost back home. I had thought going shopping was a good idea, but it didn't help. Everything I saw made me think how cute it would be on Bella, and it just upset me more. Three days, seventy-two whole hours of her not talking or barely leaving her room. When she did you could tell she was miserable without Edward. It was painful to watch her torture herself, hence the distraction. I knew she had an appointment with Dr. Foster, and I wondered if she even went. If she did I wondered if anything she had said helped. Bella was slowly falling apart, and nothing any of us said or did helped at all. I loved her to death, but that stubborn will of hers frustrated me. I knew it was mostly what helped her get through the Riley thing though, so I had to be grateful for it. I got home and saw she was there, the light in her room upstairs was off so I figured she was sleeping. I walked into the house and deposited my one bag in my room. I went into the kitchen and was very surprised to see Bella there, baking. Um…wtf? "Bella?" She didn't reply, and that is when I noticed the headphones in her ears. I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder. She jumped about five feet and took the headphones out as she turned around.

"Ali. I didn't know you were home."

"Yeah, just got home. What are you doing?"

"Making cinnamon rolls. Had a craving." I crossed my arms and leaned against the counter. Then I crossed my ankles. She knew what I meant, and I was prepared to wait until she gave me an answer. She sighed and looked weary. I got my first really good look at her in days, and she looked horrible. She had purple bruises under her eyes from lack of sleep, and the look in her eyes… The look in her eyes killed me. She looked so sad. She suddenly burst into tears. It was so unexpected, it kinda scared me. "I'm so sorry. I know I put you and Em through hell all the time, and I realized that I mostly do it to punish myself. But it ends up hurting you guys too."

"It's ok Bella," I said giving her a hug. "Did you see Dr. Foster today?" She nodded. "She help you figure out your punishing yourself?"

"Yeah, and she gave me advice about the Edward thing, plus I figured out he was right."

"She's a smart woman. Thanks for apologizing Bella, and I know you're going through a lot right now. Just don't shut everyone out. The no talking thing freaks me out. I did that, so I know what happens when you do that."

"What happened Ali? You never talk about it."

I sighed. It was still ready hard to talk about, but Bella was my best friend and she was trying. So, I told her. Hell, maybe it'd help her a little. "Well, you know what happened with my parents, they died in that 4 car pileup on the freeway. They were on their way back home after visiting my aunt. Well, they pulled me out of class to tell me what happened. My aunt and uncle were there and coming into the office I knew something was wrong, cause even my uncle was crying and you know he never does. After they told me what happened I freaked. I yelled, I threw stuff, I cried. I wanted to die. After I threw my "tantrum" I went numb. I shut down. I wouldn't talk, wouldn't hang out with my friends, kept skipping school. After a month my aunt and uncle got worried cause I stopped eating and still wasn't talking. I started cutting and they noticed right away. One night they found me lying on the bathroom floor and took me to the ER. I had cut too deep and couldn't stop the bleeding. At the ER I was still silent and legally they had to keep me for 72 hours for psych evaluation and they concluded I wasn't all there. They sent me to the psych hospital. I met lots of Dr.'s and therapists blah blah blah. I got better but still wasn't 100% When I got out my family had made plans to move to Forks. My aunt got laid off and we couldn't afford Seattle. So, that is when I started going to Dr. Foster and things got way better. That fall I started school and met you."

Bella just looked at me with tears in her eyes. "Wow Ali. I'm so sorry. That must have been hard."

I sat next to her and grabbed her hands "It was, but it was cause I was so afraid of getting hurt again that I kept everyone out. I wouldn't let anyone in and I internalized everything. Dr. Foster taught me it was ok to get angry and it's healthy to talk about my problems."

"Sounds a lot like me."

"That is why I told you. So, what are you gonna do about Edward?"

She smiled. "Edward and I are fine. I texted him and told him I was ok but I still needed some time and some space. He said it was ok and to let him know if I wanted to talk." At that moment her phone chimed. She smiled again. "It's from Edward. It's a song. Reminded him of his feelings right now. I'm gonna go listen. Later, Ali."

"Bye hun." She left the room and I smiled. They were gonna be ok.

Bella POV

I got to my room and opened the song he had sent me and listened to the song… I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away I want you back I want you back…At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself Talking to the moon Try to get to you In hopes you're on the other side Talking to me too Or am I a fool Who sits alone Talking to the moon…I know you're somewhere out there Somewhere far away…. "Talking to the Moon" Bruno Mars

I was crying by the end of the song. He sure knew how to make a girl swoon though. It was a beautiful song and very heartbreaking. I got a text from him that said.

Did you get the song? I thought it was a good representation. I miss you and wanted you to know I'm thinking about you. Later, Bells.-E

I got the song. Thank you. It made me cry.-B

It wasn't meant to make you cry. I'm sorry.-E

I know and it's ok. I loved it.-B

Night, Bells.-E

Night, Eddy -B

I tossed my phone next to me on the bed and sat thinking. I had told Edward that I needed time and space, but I already knew what my decision was. It was a no brainer, and the fact that I was dragging it out was kinda retarded. I felt safe around Edward, I trusted him, he never pushed and was so patient with me. He was exactly the type of person I needed. Most importantly of all he, for some strange reason, wanted me. He cared about me. I needed to talk to Alice. I sent her a text cause I didn't feel like yelling through the house. I only had to wait about a minute before I heard her tiny feet bouncing up the stairs. I chuckled to myself. She opened my door.

"So how was the serenade?"

"It was touching. I need to talk to you about something though. So, I like Edward and I think he is exactly what I need but I'm really scared. I don't want to screw it up."

"Well, you and Edward need to have a talk, a calm one. You need to tell him how you feel and maybe you two just need to take it slowly."

"You think? He's already been so patient."

"And he will continue to be, as long as you need it."

"Well, I will text him in the morning and see if he wants to talk and stuff."

"Good idea." She smiled. I smiled too, glad things were looking up.

A/N: Well, there you go. So, Edward and Bella are gonna talk. Yay! I am not an angsty person so the angst in my stories don't last long. If that's what you are looking for, I am not your go to girl. I appreciate everyone who is reading. Please read a review, if you have a criticism or see and error feel free to tell me, just be nice about it. This fandom is awesome, and I love all the people who support each other. Shit hits the fan next chapter, so keep those seatbelts on. I will probably be posting it in the next hour or so. So, two chapters tonight. Love you all!