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Chapter 1

Age 17

Bella wrapped her arms around her boyfriend Edward's neck and sobbed into his firm chest.

He gripped her waist tightly and pressed his face into her neck breathing in her beautiful scent which was so familiar and comforting to him. He tried to commit it to his memory as he didn't know how long it would be until he could smell it again.

"P…p...please don't…go" she sobbed into his chest and he felt his own tears slowly run down his cheeks.

"Bella…please…if I could stay…" he couldn't continue as she sobbed harder and held on to him tighter. He couldn't stand her pain, every sob that left her body made his heart break a little bit more.

The social worker that was taking him away to live with his aunt pulled on his arm. Letting him know it was time for him to leave.

Bella just held on tighter still "I love you…please you can't go"

Edward felt himself begin to sob and he pulled back slightly so he could see her beautiful, heart shaped face. Her face was stained with tears but it was still the most beautiful sight he would ever see.

He leaned down and gently pressed his lips against hers. The familiar taste of her lips made him cry harder and their tears mixed together.

He pulled away and looked into her big brown eyes "I love you so much Bella" he caressed her face gently "Your everything" he whispered.

"How will I live without you?" she asked miserably.

He felt his heart clench and he whispered "You have to" he leaned in again and kissed her forehead softly "But this isn't the end"

She nodded her head agreeing with him with all her heart. This couldn't end she thought to herself.

The social worker and Bella's father told them it was time and both Edward and Bella contemplated committing violence at the men who were trying to push them apart.

"I love you" Edward whispered once again and kissed her softly one last time. Before pulling himself out of her grasp and walking with the social worker to the small black car.

Edward could hear the love of his life sobbing behind him and it took more strength then he knew he had to keep walking towards the car.

Bella watched as Edward got into the car and then she lost control "No!" she sobbed and began to run towards the car. She had no plan; all she knew was that she had to stop him. He couldn't leave.

But she had barely taken a step when a pair of strong arms encircled her and prevented her from going anywhere.

She thrashed against her fathers arms and screamed for Edward to stay. She couldn't stand that he was leaving and it didn't help that he was taking her heart with him.

Edward saw all this from the car and he tried to rip the door open and run to her. To protect her, something that had become a second nature to him, but the door wouldn't budge. The social worker had locked it.

As they drove away, Edward looked through the window and through the veil of tears that streamed from his eyes at Bella. Who was sobbing in her father's arms and screaming for him to stay.

Edward and Bella were a part of each other. Every memory, every thought and every feeling Edward had, had to do with her.

If Edward didn't have her then who was he?

Present- Age 20

Bella's POV

I gazed at the photo that was held in a delicate gold frame. The photo was of a beautiful, angel faced boy and a girl which I knew was me but as I looked at it I realised I couldn't recognise myself in the image. The image of a smiling, carefree girl who was gazing up at the beautiful boy with such a sweet expression of love that it brought tears to my eyes. I never knew that I could feel that much but this photo was proof.

What broke my heart was the look on the boys face. It was such an intense look of love and protectiveness I wanted to scream at the photo and ask how that love could ever possibly disappear. Because I sure as hell knew that the love the girl felt would never, ever disappear.

I wanted to throw the photo at the wall so that the glass could shatter into a million pieces. Just like my heart.

I wanted to burn the photo so I never again had to look at feelings that no longer existed and a boy who I would never see again and who never wanted to see me again.

But I wasn't strong enough to do that because my feelings were still there and I didn't want to forget, no matter how much not forgetting was killing me.

So instead I wrapped the frame up in an old shirt and buried it at the bottom of my suitcase.

Always hiding away my feelings.

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I was moving away from home, away from Forks. Away from my father. It was going to be hard for both of us. Ever since my mother died when I was ten, I was all he had.

We were both so alike it was almost scary. We both weren't great with people and we held our feelings inside often never sharing them.

For the past two years I had been attending college close to home, so close in fact I was still able to live at home. It was comforting to stay at home but it was also holding me back. Something both me and Charlie realised. Staying in Forks and in this house was preventing me from moving forward with my life and away from my past.

Charlie hugged me tightly as we stood outside our house. The cab was waiting near us. The cab was taking me to the airport where I would be getting on a plane which was to take me many miles away to my new college where I would be starting my new life.

"I love you Bells" Charlie whispered softly.

"I love you to" I replied through my chocked up throat. I tried not to remember a similar farewell that had occurred almost exactly where we stood right then.

The cab driver loaded my bags into the car and pulled away from my house. I felt the tears falling from my eyes and as I looked back at my father through the window I could have sworn I saw tears falling from his.

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The plane trip was long and uncomfortable. I was unfortunate enough to be seated next to a guy with a bad cold who spent the whole trip sniffing and sneezing all over me.

Walking off the plane I was understandably disgusted with how much germs I had most likely come into contact with.

I caught another cab to the college. Once I arrived and I looked up at the huge buildings and sprawling campus I started to feel nervous. I had never had many friends, during high school Edward was all I had needed and during college I lived in such a daze that I never tried to make any friends.

I frowned at myself for thinking about Edward. But to stop thinking about someone who had once consumed ever thought that had ever entered my head was as impossible as stopping my heart from beating.

After getting lost numerous times I finally reached my dorm room. I was to have two room mates and I prayed that I would get on with them.

I pushed open the door and took a look around. It was reasonably sized, bigger than I had expected, it had three beds one was decorated outrageously in pink, with posters and photos all around the wall behind it. The other was classily decorated in black and white and the other was plain, with bare walls. The bare one was obviously mine and I thought how appropriate it was to describe me; plain and bare.

I put down my bags next to my bed and sat down for a moment. The bed was surprisingly comfortable and I realised how tired I was. I lay back on the pillows and decided to shut my eyes for just a minute.

As I drifted off, my mind as always conjured up the image of loving emerald eyes and the sound of a beautiful voice humming me to sleep.

My dreams quickly turned from happy memories to the memory that had broken my heart. The harsh and cold words of an email that I could hardly believe had been written by the boy who at 16 had written a song just for me and at five years old had promised he would marry me.

The email was confirmed by a phone call of which the words that were spoken haunted my dreams. Edward's voice, as beautiful as ever, but cold and detached telling me it was over.

I was brought out of my dream by a high pitched squeal and another voice scolding her.

"Alice! You're going to wake her up"

I opened my eyes and there stood two of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. They were complete opposites, one was short while the other was tall, ones hair was short and black and the other was long and blonde.

The tiny one rushed over to me and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Sorry for waking you, I'm just so excited" she said enthusiastically.

"S okay" I said sleepily and sat up slowly.

"I'm Alice" the girl said and leaned over and pulled me into a hug.

I hesitantly hugged her back "Bella"

"Aw that's so pretty" she said pulling back from me "This is Rosalie" she said nodding towards the beautiful blonde girl.

"But call me Rose" the other girl said and plopped down on the other side of me.

I smiled at her "Okay"

"So where are you from?" Alice asked happily.

"Forks, Washington" I replied.

"Huh, never heard of it" Alice said.

"Well it's pretty small"

Alice nodded and continued asking me questions. I became more comfortable with both Alice and Rose the more that we talked. I genuinely like them and I hoped that we would become good friends.

As we were talking Alice suggested they help me unpack. I told them they didn't have to but they insisted.

Alice was shocked by how little clothing I owned and demanded I let her take me shopping. I agreed and felt happy when she grinned excitedly.

I hoped having friends would help bring me out of the hole I had been trapped in for the past three years.

I heard Rose gasp from behind me. I turned around and was shocked when she held the gold photo frame in her hands.

"Is this your boyfriend Bella?" she asked "Damn he's hot"

I hurried over and pulled it out of her hands.

"He's nobody" I said shortly.

"From the way you were looking at him he doesn't look like nobody" Rose said doubtfully.

I shook my head and sat down on my bed holding the frame to my chest.

I saw Alice and Rose look at each other for a moment. Alice then came and sat down on the bed next to me.

She placed her hand on my arm "Do you mind if I take a look?"

I looked at her and was about to say no but her eyes looked so caring and kind I just held it out to her.

She looked at it for a moment "You look so in love"

I stared down at my feet and remained silent.

Rose walked back over and looked over Alice's shoulder.

"Hey, he actually looks really familiar"

"You wouldn't know him he lives far away from here" I said dismissively

"Back in Forks?" Alice asked and I just shook my head.

Rose looked at me for a moment "I'm sorry for bringing it up I should have left the photo alone"

I shook my head "Its okay, you didn't know"

Alice gave me a quick hug and this time I hugged her back tightly "If you ever need to talk where here okay?"

I nodded.

"We'll just leave you alone for awhile okay? We'll be back soon" Alice said and both she and Rose headed towards the door.

I nodded again and lay back on my bed.

As they were leaving I heard Rose whisper to Alice "Didn't you think he looked familiar?"

I didn't listen to Alice's response because I knew that Rose must be mistaken, there was no way that she knew Edward.

It was impossible.

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