Authors note: So yeah, this chapter is kind of dodgy. I always thought Bella let Edward off to easy so.. This chapter might be very bella-or-edward like.

I turned slowly on the spot, truly afraid to believe it..

Surely my ears were fooling me..

Surely he wouldn't have the nerve to show up here again..

And yet...here he was.

"Bella?", He repeated.

I couldn't move.

I was shocked.

So many emotions rushed over me, a vicious cocktail of fear, sorrow, joy and anger swirling unsettlingly in my gut.

My skin seemed to tingle with rage but my heart was swelling with joy;

A wreath of flowers perfumed my head but a dangerous thorn stabbed my side.

I could feel my face turning red, and he smiled.

That smile..My Edward's smile..

He looked exactly the same: his beautiful, liquid bronze eyes focused on my dull brown ones. His pale skin hard and flawless, glowing for a millisecond every time lightening flooded my room with sharp, fluorescent light. His hair was darkened by the rain, hanging wetly over his forehead.

"Please say something?", He pleaded, that soft smirk in his eyes giving way to an intent look of concern and apprehension.

I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I clenched my fists to beat him, but the movement would not come. Tears welled in my eyes, but froze on my cheeks.

He walked towards me carefully, my eyes following him as he closed the short distance between us.

His icy hand touched my cheek..

And a fire sprung up in the empty hole in my chest, roaring in my ears, the flames licking my limbs and rushing along my bloodstream, turning cells into dust and replacing them with only hurt and anger.

"YOU!", I screamed.

He leapt back in shock.

"How DARE you come back here? What the heel is your problem!!", I shrieked at him. The fire in my chest shrieked its approval.

"Bella.. I've been thinking", he said, all traces of his calm and smooth demeanor gone.

"YOU'VE been thinking?! FTAER YOU LEFT ME HERE ALONE? THAT'S YOUR EXPLANATION? THINKING!?"

I wanted to explode, I wanted to leap into werewolf form, I wanted vampire fangs, I wanted something,

ANYTHING,

Anything to hurt him as much as he had hurt me.

"Bella, please just listen? Please just let me explain!", he pleaded, a note of desperation in his voice that I had never heard before.

I crossed my arms, and waited for him to tell me his story.