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Bella's POV

Time-Out

We were currently sitting next to each other, me and Edward, on my bed at my house. He was holding that little box with the ring in his hands, turning it around as if to look at it from every angle that was possible. I was looking at it, too.

I couldn't believe that he was actually going to propose to me. He'd clearly said before that it wouldn't be possible for him to be that close to me. Not that much, even if we'd been quite close already. He'd specifically said that, so what was this about? What had made him change his mind now?

It was a very uncomfortable silence.

I needed to clear my throat and tried to do it as quietly as possible, but, of course, he heard me. "So.." He murmured, breaking the silence, and immediately I became extremely nervous. I was afraid of what he might say. What did he think of me now? Did he even love me as much as he had before, after I'd betrayed him like that? The thought of him stopping to love me hurt immensely. I could feel it tear in my heart right now, just by thinking about it.

"What was it like?" he asked in this flat voice that I didn't like to hear. It scared me as it sounded like he was barely interested, like he didn't care.

"What was what like?" I answered quietly, feeling very self-conscious. Of course I knew what he meant, but I wished he didn't. I wished that he was referring to something else, but that was one stupid wish because how could he ignore this? How could he ignore the fact that he'd caught his girlfriend making out with his brother?

"What was it like kissing my brother?" His voice was still flat as he said that, and I knew he'd said "my brother" for effect.

I felt horrible as I turned my eyes away from that black box. What in the world would I say to that? What could I say? I gulped as I didn't know what to tell him.

He hated the fact that I wasn't telling him what I was thinking now, and I knew that. But what the hell did I have to say in my defense?! Nothing!

I'd cheated on him, and I didn't know why. It was just that Jasper had gotten so close.. and his scent.. I closed my eyes as I remembered.

"So.." he murmured again. "That good then?"

Could he actually have said anything worse? His comment tore at my insides as I bit myself in the lip, keeping my eyes closed. I didn't dare to look at him now.

"Will you please talk to me?" He said, obviously frustrated with me. But I still didn't know what to say to him. I feared that I'd just make it worse if I voiced my thoughts. "Are you going to be quiet for the rest of the evening? If so, I'll leave. I'll leave now."

That made me open my eyes. "No." I managed to utter, but still looking away from him.

"No what?" He asked. "No, it wasn't that good. No, you won't talk to me, or no, you won't be quiet for the rest of the evening?" I could hear him raising his eyebrows, looking at me.

"Stop," I cried. "Please, stop it!"

"Stop what?"

"Stop sounding like you don't care! Stop it all!" I couldn't stand it anymore. How could he still be calm after what I'd just done?! What was he playing at?!

"I don't know what you're talking about." That flatness in his voice was killing me now.

"Stop sounding like you're indifferent!"

"I think we need a break," he said then. I froze as my air was cut short. I hadn't really expected this to happen. "A time-out."

My eyes kept staring in front of myself, not really comprehending what had just happened, what he had just said.

"A time-out?" I breathed.

"Yes." It sounded like he really meant it, too. His mind was clearly set.

"Okay," I said quietly. "Okay."

"It's for the best, I think." Edward told me as he got up from my bed.

"You're leaving?" I said, looking up at him. He looked determined, and that hurt.

"Yes." he said calmly, looking straight at me. "There's no reason for me to stick around here anymore tonight." He hesitantly reached his hand out, about to stroke my cheek, but he changed his mind quickly and let it fall to his side instead. "Goodbye, Bella," he darted out of my window, leaving me, staring after him while tears were falling silently down my cheeks.

Cliffy, again? Perhaps. Hehe. Anywho.. I really do hope you liked this!
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