AN: I am sooo sorry for the long wait. I have been sick and I have the curse of writer's block! Right now I am coughing vehemently. I am staying home again and I have tons of homework to do! And I got in a fight with my friend too!

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Chapter 23: The Last Piece of the Puzzle

Previously:

Before I could take his hand…

I questioned myself. Did I really want to know? Yes, I did.

I marched forward. But, the Cullens stood in front of Edward. They wouldn't let me by.

Edward was still white-faced and still like stone.

Why wouldn't they let me touch him? I was this close…

Nicole stepped up to me.

"Let me touch him, please. I am almost done. I still don't get the memories I shared with all of you." I pleaded. They shook their heads and looked down.

Alice looked up and stared at me. Her eyes were wide and glassy. "We don't want the memories to hurt Edward. He has been through so much…" she looked down.

"What?! Edward has been through so much? Look at Iz- I mean Bella. She was the one that got left behind and taken for granted. And you won't even let her remember? I guess it's for the best, she wouldn't want to relive the forest." Nicole ranted.

What she didn't know is that I already saw the forest scene, I just couldn't see myself in it. The Cullen's all took a step to the side.

I slowly walked forward. I reached out and lightly touched Edward's hand.

I flew back all of a sudden. I hit a tree about 30 feet away. I looked up and saw Edward had flown fifty feet because there wasn't a tree in his path.

The Cullen's hurried over to Edward and Nicole hurried over to me.

Edward didn't seem fazed. I walked back over to him and the Cullen's blocked him again.

"You aren't allowed to hurt him." Esme said, her eyes were sad. All of their eyes were sad. Why were they? Because of the memories or what?

They are sad that you can't join their family. Hiz said.

Why would I join their family? Silence.

"I promise, I won't hurt him. I flew too." I said, reassuringly.

They hesitantly stepped aside again. This time, I grasped Edward's hand and the shock tried to send us flying again but I held tight.

I watched the memories, each one making me happier. They were memories of me and Edward, the meadow, everything. How I found out he was a vampire…then it came. This one didn't go by fast, because I needed to soak it all up.

I watched as Edward and I watched Romeo and Juliet. I watched Charlie give me a camera. I watched us go to the party. I watched as I thanked Emmett. Then I watched in slow-motion as the last piece fell into place. I watched as I cut myself, I watched Jasper pounce, I watched Edward dive into me…I watched it all. And as I watched it, I felt it. I felt like it was me, not just watching, but living it. Again.

And when the memories went by with Edward acting weird, and then the forest scene, I felt everything that I had felt. I wasn't watching someone else's life, I was living mine. I felt the hole in my chest painfully rip open as I watched Edward break my human heart and seal my fate. I continued watching everything, it skipped around to life in Arizona, and life without Edward. I was hopeless. I was sort of glad I forgot that. All that pain…I still feel it.

I hadn't even been paying attention to what Edward was doing, but when I tried to turn my head, the memories went by at lightning speed and after every one was consumed, it stopped.

I opened my eyes to the Cullens above me. But they weren't looking at me, they were looking at someone or something else.

I stood up and looked back down.

I saw Edward. Lying on the ground, ghost-white and stock-still. His eyes were horror-filled and it looked like he was seeing nothing.

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Sorry, but I had to leave off there! Don't ya just love cliffies?

Riddle:

A man walks into a bar and asks for a glass of water. The bartender pulls out a shotgun and points it at him. The man says, thank you and leaves. Why?

Try to get this one!

-Edwardjustproposed