I don't own anything...

'Sorry dad, I have to go.'

'Ok Bella, have fun.'

I forced out a laugh, 'I will, hey dad?'

'Yeah Bells?'

'I know I don't say it often, but..I love you.'

'I love you too.' Charlie said, chocking up a bit, obviously uncomfortable with the show of affection.

I hung up and called Renee's number, knowing it would be a long conversation. I paid special attention to everything she said, as I had done with Charlie.

'Yeah, Edward found a nice little cabin we are renting for the weekend.' I explained.

'Oh, when are you leaving?' Renee asked.

'In about 5 minutes, sorry mum. I have to go.'

'That's OK. Talk to you soon.' Renee said, I knew I would never could call Renee again and I didn't want to lie to her.

'Mmm..Hey mum?'

'Yes Bella?'

'I love you.'

'Love you too Bella.'

'Bye.'

I hung up and buried my head in Edwards chest, tearless sobs escaped me. I didn't know how I would get through what had to be done, but I knew it was inevitable. At this very moment all the Cullen's, except for Edward and I were a few blocks away from the hotel we were staying at in Oregon, where the we were now living.

'Bella, we must leave now.' Edward whispered.

I nodded silently and he helped me up. I was able to compose my features and somehow managed a smile as we walked through the lobby, to make sure we had witnesses to tell the police when we had 'gone'. As soon as we got to the car my smile disappeared, but thankfully the sobs didn't pick up again. Edward sped towards the cliff, to meet up with the rest of his family.

'It'll be OK Bella.' He comforted.

'It will hurt them.' I mumbled.

'Do you regret..' he began to ask but I cut him off.

'No Edward, I don't regret it. I just wish there was a way that I could stay with them and be with you at the same time. It hurts me to know that I'm about to hurt them.' I said, my voice cracking with pain.

I looked over to see Edward, for once he didn't bother to compose his features. I could see the pain written clearly on his face.

'My love, I wish I could give you what you want. But it's, impossible, I'm sorry.'

--

'Goodbye my baby girl, my sweet Bella.' I whispered laying my hand on the casket, wishing I could see my little girl one last time. But Carlisle had insisted we that we didn't have an open casket, he said that he still had nightmares about her broken body.

Laying right next to her was Edward, also in a closed casket. Wiping my eyes I walked slowly over to his casket, 'I wish I knew you better, thank you for making my Bella happy. Goodbye Edward.' I felt a slight pang of guilt for never taking the time to really get to know this man who had made my daughter so happy. With tears still streaming down my face I let Phil guide me back to the seat and held onto him as I cried.

I felt Edwards arms wrap around me as I was brought back. I felt beyond helpless, beyond selfish, beyond human...What kind of person could put their own family through this? Even now I was hoping for a way out, a way to make Renee happy, a way to help Charlie. I had 'been' there when he found out.

I sank down into the couch, my hand reaching for the remote. Just before I turned the T.V on the phone rang. I groaned as I got to my feet and walked sleepily to the phone.

'Hello?'

'Hello, Charlie? It's Carlisle.' He sounded like he was hurt. 'Charlie, please sit down. I have something you need to know.'

I automatically sat down, my feet hurt anyways. 'What is it Carlisle?'

'It's Bella and Edward. They were driving off to go on their honeymoon so we weren't worried when they didn't call. But -- I was at work at the time, the police came in and uh--' His voice choked off and I heard him sob. 'Charlie I'm sorry...'

My mind seemed to shut down. I couldn't understand what he was saying. 'Wh-what happened?'

'Their car, it -- it went of the cliff. It was raining and they lost control.'

I could feel my heart breaking in two, the pain was worse than the pain of Renee leaving and taking Bella. At least I could see that one coming. This, this was beyond horrible, worse than any nightmare I had ever had. Worse than any pain I had ever felt.

I had stopped listening after that, I just couldn't handle the amount of pain that I was putting Charlie through. But I had to check up on him now.

I lay my head in my hands, unable to look any one in the eyes. I was aware of Jacob's worried eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. He picked just the right time to come home, I thought sarcastically. Even now I couldn't believe my girl was gone. I was grateful for the time I had spent with her though, grateful for those two short years she lived with me. But that didn't stop the pain from ripping my heart to shreds. I hope she knew I loved her, I should have shown it more often, stayed home more to spend time with her...

I snapped out of it as quickly as I could. There was no way I could listen aymore. My body was shaking as I sobbed, tearlessly. I wanted it to be over, for my parents to be happy again. I knew one day they would be OK with everything...Wait! My head snapped up and I looked into Edwards eyes.

'Jacob, his home.' I whispered. I immediately checked what Jacob was thinking.

Filthy bloodsuckers, and Bella! How could she do this! Charlie looks so hurt right now. I swear, if I ever get my hands on them I will ring their necks, the whole lot of them. Even though I knew the truth, in a sense I was still mourning for my Bells. She was as good as dead to me, there was nothing left of the human girl I had loved...I wondered if she were still human would I love her now? I shook my head, there was no use wondering...I contemplated ripping off the lids of the casket, wondering if I would find anything. Maybe it would be empty, maybe they had sucked some poor person dry and placed them in their to make it seem heavy. I was shaking in my seat, I wanted nothing more than to storm across the room and rip each one of the bloodsuckers to shreds and burn them to their well deserved deaths. But when I looked over to Charlie I knew I couldn't. If he knew Bella had lied to him and faked her own death, to be with some guy, let alone a vampire, what would it do to him? If Bella didn't care about Charlie, someone had to, and I guess that someone was going to be me. And anyways, there was always another day to rip off some filthy, reeking, bloodsuckers heads.