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This chapter is going to end up being pretty short or very crappy. I'm sorry for that, everyone. I'll try to get them better.. Just know that I'm writing through my tears half of the time, as stress is pretty high right now, as is worry and hurt. I'm trying, though. Praying helps, too. So, please, everyone, be patient with me.

I am so sorry this took so long, everyone. Things got really really out of hand. I am so so sorry! I tried to do my best on this chapter.. I hope it's good!

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Chapter Four

B. POV

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alice stop dead in her tracks and hang her head. So, this is why she didn't want me to come downstairs. Edward was gone.

"W-where'd he go?" I stammered as my voice break and the dry sobs threatened to start again.

I felt a gentle, cold hand on my shoulder and I turned to face the kind eyes of Esme. Like any good mother, she slowly wrapped her arms around me in a hug that would crush any human.

"Why did he leave?" I asked upon pulling away from the warm embrace of my new 'mother'.

"He has a lot to think about, Bella," Emmett was speaking and I turned to face everyone else, even Rosalie.

"But.. But.. What did I do? I haven't been awake any longer than a few hours..." I trailed off slowly.

"Bella.. It's not you. Edward is just hurting. He's afraid that you're going to blame all of this on him. It's going to be okay, though." Alice was speaking at my side, a weak smile on her face.

"I... don't understand," I tested their words in my mind but they made no sense to me. Why was Edward afraid I would reject him? He knew how much I loved him. He kenw that he was my world. Didn't he?

If he didn't, I would have to make sure he found out somehow. That was going to be difficult.

Pushing those thoughts away, I listened for Alice's answer.

"Bella. Please, try and understand. He thinks he's a monster. He was at your side throughout the entire changing process. He heard your cries, heard you scream, and witnessed it first hand. He saw the pain you went through. And, now he really believes he's more of a monster for letting you go through that. He's afraid that since you went through the pain and he was the one who gave it to you, that you're going to hold him at blame for all of it. He thinks, for some reason, that you're going to stop loving him. I don't know exactly, but that's what I understand from all of this," After finishing, Alice took a deep and exasperated breath, though it was unnecessary.

Never once, throughout her entire speech, did I look away from Alice. When she had finished, I opened my mouth to say something but she held up a hand in silence. Moments later, her face went blank and it was apparent that she was having a vision.

As Alice was having the vision, Carlisle and Esme both pulled me aside for a moment.

"Bella," Carlisle began,"I know you probably haven't thought much about this lately, but you need to be aware that you could have a power. If anything out of the ordinary begins to happen, then please let us know. The sooner we find out what power you may possess, the better and easier it will be to use it."

I couldn't help but to feel a sudden part of me becoming anxious at the thought of holding powers, or a power. The thought was wonderful, never like I had imagined it to be in full truth. But the happiness was short lived, for my thoughts soon traced back to the fact that Edward was gone.

And no one knew when he was coming back.

As I turned to move back into the livingroom, I caught sight of Alice's beaming features. Confusion soon came clear onto my face as I tilted my head to the side only slightly, most likely resembling a curious dog.

"What's wrong, Alice?"

"I had a vision, Bella.. A good vision. Edward is coming back soon. I don't know when, but soon. I don't know where he has been, but that doesn't matter. He will come back, so you have nothing to worry about," That was it? That was the thing she was so happy about?

I didn't find the thought comforting at all. If he was back, that only meant he would ignore me around the house. I couldn't handle that.

Could I?

I didn't have time to finish my thoughts before I heard the front door swing open and light footsteps treading into the livingroom. Having my back to the door, I knew who it was anyways. Everyone's gaze darted to the door simultaneously and they all seemed overjoyed.

Everyone but myself.

Turning around to face Edward, I gave a weak attempt at a smile but he merely watched me in return, his expression unreadable.