A/N: Don't You Remember just won You Write What! 's Fan Fiction Frenzy Contest for Best Twilight Fanfic! Just wanted to say thank you to all of those who voted! I really and truly appreciate it!

This chapter is short and I am fully aware. Its like that on purpose.

Edward

Isabella is gone.

She left.

Without saying goodbye.

Without anything.

I woke up to a cold bed and my shirt on the floor. I felt the pain sear through my chest, bringing me back to the dark place I had been in for so long.

I know why she did it, I understand. It doesn't make it any easier though. When she pulled away from me I decided in that moment that I needed to control myself. I needed to take the reins in the situation and stop going with my heart. I wasn't dealing with the same Isabella I had left and I needed to remember that. She was different now, I was different. We had changed and yet everything was still the same.

I needed to focus and plan what my next move was because the moment she had pulled away and said no, I had snapped on her.

What did she expect from me though?

It was all so fucked up I couldn't even tell you what had really happened. We are both in such fragile positions and our emotions are flip flopping everywhere.

She wants me, she has him. She wants to leave him, but she can't.

I left her, I want her back. I want to just take her, I know that I can't.

Yet somehow I ended up pressing my lips to hers. Tasting how sweet she was. She had lured me in and then pushed me away in an instant. Then moment she said no was the moment she lost me. I couldn't continue, I had to stay away from her.

I didn't mean to be cold but I can't find that middle ground with her. I don't know how to just be friends with her, I want more, I always have.

She won't have to worry now though, I won't touch her again. I'll keep my hands to myself, my words in my head and my emotions in tact. At least I will try.

I need to stay focused until we both know exactly what we want out of this.

Or until she knows what she wants out of this. I already know I want her. She is what I came back for, what I'll always come back for. She just needs to decide if I'm the one for her or if she really does want to be with Mike. Until she makes that decision we can't move forward.

I know that me coming back so suddenly and only two days before her wedding isn't fair to her. I know that I'm not giving her time to think. I'm making this harder than it needed to be, I should have come back to her a long time ago. I probably could have saved us from this mess way back then.

I didn't though. I couldn't. I wasn't mentally prepared back then.

I suppose, I'm still not sure I am now.

Too late for second thoughts, I'm in this.

The scary thing for me is that all of this rides on her and her decisions in the next twenty four hours.

It kills me to know that there's a huge chance she will be off and married tomorrow. I mean, really, what are the chances that she will leave him for me? I know she says she wants to but I'm still not sure about it. Wanting to leave someone is one thing, actually doing it is another.

Right now I'm the man who left her, he's the one who saved her.

I'll just have to hope for the best and prepare myself for the worst.

There's a large possibility that I'll just be the hopeless ex boyfriend who lost her because I'm a fucking idiot.

Lost her over something so fucking stupid.

I'm such a fucking pussy.

I was then and I still am.

I had come back thinking that I would tell her why I left the moment that I got her alone. I didn't want secrets anymore and there were too many that had built up. Then when I saw her at her rehearsal dinner I didn't want to tell her. I wanted to just steal her away.

And steal her away I did.

And look where that got me.

I just don't know what to do, how to approach this. I don't know what she knows, what she had found out. From what she's said to me, she hadn't found anything out. She knows the bare minimum, just like most people do.

I need to tell her.

She needs to know the whole story.

But first, I need to talk to him.

XXX

"Jacob."

"Edward?"

"How have you been?"

"I'm in jail, how do you think?" He shook his head before speaking again. "Where the hell have you been?"

This is dangerous. I'm walking a fine line and I know it. I'm visiting Jacob in jail.

Thing is though, I had to do this. I couldn't postpone it any longer. I had been in town for almost two days and it needed to happen. No matter what anyone said to me. Since I knew I was coming back I knew I would come and see him.

Now I realized not only would he be the one to help me put the pieces together but also, the one to motivate me to tell Bella.

He was the only one that could.

Because he was the only one, other than me, that really knew what happened that night.

"I left town for a while."

"I never saw you after-"

"I couldn't face her." I mumbled to myself, this was harder than I thought. "I don't know what to do. I just got back into town and everything is already fucked up. I needed to talk to you. "

"So you came to see the guy who screwed himself over and is now in jail for it?" He had an unusual sense of humor about all of this. "Yeah, I can see where you thought that'd be a good idea." I wondered why. Maybe it was because he had accepted his fate and was going to try to make the best of it? Though, I don't see how you can make the best of jail.

"Just because I wasn't here doesn't mean I stopped being your friend."

"Oh, Edward. " His voice was high pitched, mocking me. "All that time spent away from here really turned you into a pussy huh?"

"Fuck you." He was trying not to laugh as I let a small smile escape.

"Seriously, what's wrong?"

"I have to tell her."

"Then do it."

"You don't care?"

"Of course I do. It's not like it's going to make me look any better. The thing is that I'm already in here, people already have an opinion about me. Maybe if she realizes the situation you were in a littlebetter, you'll be in the clear. You can get the girl, again."

"I don't think so."

"Why?"

"She's engaged to be married tomorrow to Mike Newton. It's done. I've lost her anyways."

"You don't know that."

"Trust me, I do. He's an asshole, I don't know how he treats her when she's alone with him but from what I've seen it's bad. The thing is he's got a hold on her that I can't seem to break."

"Then don't break it, crack it. Expose what needs to be seen."

XXX

Walking out of the prison and back to my car I have a million things floating through my mind. It's fully confirmed in my brain that I need to tell Isabella the truth. She deserves to know.

I knew this before going to see Jacob but having his blessing or whatever about it all seemed to set it in stone. I just need to figure out how to get to her. I can't exactly call her and say hey meet me. Could I? She's probably with Mike.

I'll just text her.

E: Hey Isabella, I need to see you.

As I type it into my phone I can feel my entire body tense up. I don't hit send.

If Mike saw this, he would immediately think the worst but I can't write what I want to say to her. I don't want her to know what I'm going to tell her before I tell her. Does that even make sense? Fuck.

Maybe I should just call her. Then there's no evidence other than a missed call, right? That could be innocent, I could cover that easy.

I erase the text and dial her number.

Ring.

Please answer.

Ring.

Please.

Ring.

Ring.

She's not answering.

It goes to voicemail.

Do I leave a message?

"Hey it's Bella, leave me your name and number and I'll call you back!"

Beep! I hesitate, my voice stuck in my throat.

"Hey uh- it's Edward. Could you call me back when you get this? Please? " I hang up before letting myself say anything else and throw phone onto the seat beside me.

I slam my hands against my steering wheel. Of course this can't go smoothly. Of course I can't just tell her and get it over with. Things always have to be complicated. Fuck complicated.

I drive away from the prison , heading back towards my parents house. I need a new plan and fast.

My mind is racing with ideas as my phone starts to ring on the seat next to me, my mind immediately prays that its Bella.

I pick it up and glace at the number, I don't recognize it. What if its her on someone else's phone?

"Hello?"

"Is this Edward?" It's a man's voice. Not good.

"Yes, who is this?" I think I already know, but playing stupid seems like the better option.

"It's Mike, you know, your ex girlfriends fiancé." He emphasizes ex girlfriend as if I didn't already know.

"Hello Mike, what's up?" I'm trying to be neutral. There is obviously something in this man that Isabella liked or she wouldn't be marrying him, she wouldn't have pushed me away.

Though, there must be something wrong because she defended me last night and ran away from him.

"I'd like to talk to you." The change in tone of his voice tells me there is more to this than just talking. He probably hates me, I wouldn't doubt it. I hate him. That would just make us even. "Could you meet me?"

"Where?"

A/N: Sorry for the cliff hanger, more is coming soon!

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