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Edward's POV


Decisions

Bella..

Had I seriously just heard that? Had he seriously just thought about her?

I growled as I got up from the couch and went over to the door, to obviously stop him from executing his plans. But a thought struck me then as I was about to open the door to my bedroom.

Maybe she wanted him to go see her.. Maybe she had called for him..

I could not deny the fact that the thought of my Bella, together with Jasper, my brother, was clawing on my insides. I stopped dead in my tracks as the numbness slowly began taking over me, filling me up. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to, but I just couldn't.

As I closed my eyes I saw it in front of me, the same vision, over and over. It would always remain behind my pale eyelids, waiting to replay itself everytime I closed them.

I saw them again, going at it, as usual. I didn't understand what I saw really, though. It was too hard for me to comprehend this. I'd thought Jasper couldn't restrain his animalistic side from such a temptation like Bella's blood, and I'd been convinced that Bella loved only me. Why had I not seen this before? Shouldn't I have noticed that something was going on between the two of them? Or perhaps I was just blinded by love and therefore refused to see it. Maybe it was like that for Alice, too.

She'd now left because of what had happened, and I couldn't say I blamed her for leaving. I more or less wanted to leave, too. But there was one thing that made me stay put, and that was the love of my life, well, existence; Bella. My love for her was rooted too deeply into the core of my being that I could barely even dream of ever leaving her side, but I had now, though. Well, I'd put us on time-out because I needed to think over the events of the last couple of days. So much had happened in no time, and it seemed like everything kept going faster and faster. I felt like I had no longer any control.

In just three days this had happened; I'd bought an engagement ring, I'd caught my Bella and my brother making out on the couch at my family's house – I winced at the memory -, Alice and Jasper had fought and now she had left for Denali. She'd told me she needed to get away from Forks; away from her treacherous former best friend and husband.

Again, I couldn't blame her as I felt just as betrayed as she did. This was so unreal. My Bella in the arms of my brother.. I shuddered at the thought, wanting to cry even more badly now. I wished I was human, too, just so that I could let this grief pass through me, to let the tears fall down my cheeks. But, of course, I'd have to keep this bottled up inside of me. Forever.

I wanted to rip my heart out, so depressed was I. I'd waited for this for so long, and now that dream had shattered. I'd waited for her, and I'd thought she had somehow waited for me, too. Apparently I was wrong, apparently she didn't feel the same way, apparently I'd been blind all this time.

But if she really did want Jasper more than me – I winced again – shouldn't I let her be then? If he made her happier, should I really stop them? I loved Bella more than anything, or anyone, and all I wanted was for her to be happy. So, if he really did make her happier, then perhaps I should just give her up, even if it hurt me immensely to do so. If it was better for her, I knew I could make it. No, if it was better for her, I would make it. I would stay away from them, well, I'd try at least.

There was no guarantees, I knew that. I think we all knew that, especially Alice with her extraordinary gift of seeing the future. I couldn't help but to think of her as I made my mind up, knowing she'd see the consequences my actions had. My unbeating heart more or less flinched, knowing how much pain my sister was in right now.

A wave of pure fury coursed through me as I thought about my brother and what he'd done to my favorite sister, but that anger did not last long as my mind went from Alice to my Bella. He made her happier, so how could I be mad at him? But he'd hurt my sister! I wanted to hit him badly for it. But he brought my Bella the happiness that she deserved! Was that reason enough for me to not kill him? Was Bella more important than Alice? Well, I wasn't sure if my sister wanted me to kill her husband, though, but I'd do it for her if I had to, but mostly if she wanted me to. I tried collecting my thoughts as I knew that Alice could possibly see the outcome of my decisions, but only if she really did keep an eye on us, which I wasn't too sure about. I at least hoped she didn't.

I'd gone back to my black, leather couch and I'd sat myself in the middle of it whilst pinching the bridge of my nose between my thumb and my indexfinger. That was just an old habit, although it did help calm me down after awhile.

My mind wandered back to Bella, well, the proposal I'd planned rather, which never happened and would most likely never happen now. It felt like someone had put enormous weights on my shoulders right now because I kept slumping forwards, keeping my head bowed down.

I was so preoccupied by my thoughts that I barely realized that the sun had gone down, but when I did finally realize that I heard the door being closed downstairs in the hallway, and I recognized the voice. Jasper. I could tell by his thoughts that he'd gone to visit Bella, and that he'd spent the day at the Swan residence. I tried keeping my emotions in control as I listened in;

Why did I do that?! Oh man.. I'm dead. Alice will never forgive me now.

I could tell he was freaking out, and to my surprise, sadness was coloring his thoughts.

Why did I kiss her again?!

He'd kissed her again?! The anger inside me was close to boiling over, and therefore I tried harder to control myself. I could not be hasty now, I could not afford such a thing as my fury towards my brother to destroy this. If he made Bella happy I would not hurt him, I would not hurt him for her. And that was why I stopped listening to his monologue.

I'd have to tell him what I felt though, I had to explain myself, which meant that I'd tell him that Bella was his now. I would not be in their way. The hard part was just to go downstairs, face him and tell him what was on my mind. Could I do it?

Slowly I walked out of my room and down the staircase of our home, and found my brother sitting on the couch in the livingroom. He looked so guilty, but I felt no pity for him. How could I? He'd stolen my love from me. Again, another wave of fury passed through me, and that made him look up at me, finally realizing I was there, next to him. "E-Edward?"

"Jasper," I nodded curtly, not looking away from his topaz eyes. He seemed to be quite afraid of me, and that made me grin, which made him in return look even more uneasy as he thought I looked mad. Maybe I was, and maybe I wasn't. I guessed only time could tell.

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