Yay! I am very happy i got this out much faster then my last one. It would have been written sooner but i got ill back from my holiday:[

Besides i wrote this all in one day, which is the first time its happened with this story:D Thank you for all your kind reviews, they make me smile. And i am sorry that i make you guys wait for the chapters.

Oh yeah, i know i said it was Edwards pov but Bonham Carter changed my mind and i have Alice's instead. I've given up apologising for my povness, you guys dont seem to complain so i figured its not a problem as long as the story continues! lol Anyways, Enjoy! :]

Chapter 4

APOV

I stared in shock as I placed the letter on the side by the door. I couldn't even look at Bella right now. How could I have been so deceived? I believe Edward, when all this time…he had been lying. He had told me Bella had written him this awful letter, breaking his heart into a million pieces when…it was him. I felt like a fool. I could have got in touch with Bella, I was sure. But I didn't, purely for the protection of my brother. My asshole brother who is a lying dickhead. I finally got the courage to look at Bella, afraid of the glares she would be giving me. After all she was my best friend, and I just deserted her. What kind of friend did that?

"Bella…I…I didn't know…I'm so sorry-"

"Save it." She cut me off, not bothering to look at me and stormed into her dorm slamming the door behind her. I didn't blame her for treating me like this. I'd let her down…and it was all because of Edward! I picked up the letter and I turned around and began stomping my way down the hall. I knew which room was Edwards because big-mouth Emmett yelled it out for all the single girls to know, of course this was before our little encounter with Bella. Bet Emmett was feeling bad now.

When I came to Edwards door, I hammered so hard on the door that I thought my hand may bleed and then perhaps fall of and who knows maybe die?! It would be one way to escape the guilt I was feeling right now. And this stupid jerk off refused to answer! I knocked harder and harder and harder until I heard a voice behind me.

"Alice? What are you doing? And why are knocking so hard on my door." He looked at me bewildered, he was sure I would have been with Bella right now. "You're going to have bruises in the morning you know." He crossed his arms, smirking. How could he be smirking at a time like this?! I pointed to the door, scowling at him. It was rare for me not to smile and be cheesy and jump up and down, but I was mad. I was furious!

"You. There. Now." I growled, Edward momentarily laughed for a moment until he realised I was being serious. He held up his arms in a defence way, suddenly a shocked and confused look on his face. Yeah, I'll give you shocked and confused you pig!

He didn't hesitate and strolled right in, I didn't think Edward had ever seen me this angry before. Before even saying anything I hit him, I hit him so hard he yelped and then I hit him again and again. Stupid Jerk…lying to me. I kept on hitting and hitting until I realised that he had grabbed my arms to stop me. He was much stronger then mine. He looked so shocked, I almost felt sorry for him. Almost. He let go of my hands and in a second I was hitting him again, slapping him, I was sure there were marks on his body now.

"Alice, what in God's name is going on!? And why are you hitting me." He was trying to fight me off now, trying to stop me from hitting him. He could have hit me back so much harder, I knew, but he wouldn't dare lay a hand on me, on any woman. "Alice, Stop! And just tell me what the fuck is going on!"

"Ugh! I can't believe you! You pig! You ass! Ugh, I'm ashamed to call you my brother!"

"Alice, wha-" He reached out to grab me but I smacked him away.

"Don't touch me! I don't want some shitbag liar touching me." I screamed, sure the neighbours if they were in could hear. What great first impressions we all made.

"Alice. What is going on? Why am I liar?" He reasoned, his voice calm but the hint of fear. Yeah, fear of finding out about the lies he had told us three years ago.

"All this time you've been lying to me! To us, to all of us! And we believed you! We felt bad for you Edward! We really did, heck I even cried for you! And hated my best fried for you! And for what? So it could all be a lie?" I began slowing down and had started pacing the room. I couldn't believe I had been so stupid; the whole family had been stupid. Believing a worthless liar.

"I still don't know what you're talking about, Alice." No of course you don't. I screamed and got out the letter Bella had shown me. Would she be pissed about showing it to him? Would she even care? I mean, she had cried for months over this letter, would it really matter if it landed back into the hands of the man who wrote it in the first place? I hadn't realised I had tears in my eyes by now, all this time I could have had my best friend. Maybe I was being selfish, thinking of myself but I didn't care. Edward wasn't the only one who had cried when Bella left, I had too. I had lost my best friend that day. And I'd be damned if I was never going to have our friendship again! I handed him the letter, my hand shaking, awaiting his reaction. Would he laugh? Or would he say it's a forgery or something. Despite what I was thinking at this apparent time, Edward was a decent guy. I couldn't really comment on the way he treated his girlfriends as Bella was his only one really, he had a bit of a thing with Tanya just over a year ago. When it was clear she wanted to take it one step further, he broke it off. I guess, he never really got over Bella. Edward fiddled with the envelope. The writing looked like his handwriting, so why was he taking so long with it? And why was he acting like he had never seen it before.

Bella Swan

He slowly unwrapped the letter from the paper and pulled it out, opening it up to read it. Usually I would have complained and whined and probably taking over and opened it up for him, but the pace seemed fitting for this moment. Like we were on slow down or something. His eyes scanned the writing and widened every now and then. I wanted to know what he was thinking. Now, would be the perfect time to have mind reading abilities. When he was finished he put the letter back into the envelope and passed it to me without a word. He walked away and sat in the couch, his hands clasped together, his eyes closed. He was thinking, or trying to hold back tears. I wasn't sure. I stood there, aghast at what had taken place today. I felt like I had lost my voice which was shocking for me, the only time I was ever quiet was when I was asleep and even then I sometimes spoke in my sleep, so Jasper told me.

"That's it?" Ahh, it appeared I had found my voice again. "That's all you're going to say Edward?" He didn't even look at me, his eyes were still closed. How could he be so cold? After the way he had treated Bella? And now he was playing the 'damsel in distress male version' card. I walked over towards him, sitting on the small coffee table in front of him. He was breathing steadily but it was as if he was having to force himself to remember to breathe. I placed my hand over his own, rubbing it gently.

"Edward?" He opened his eyes in a second, it almost scared me. He looked at me, such sorrow in his eyes. What was going on? Why was everything so…messed up? "Edward." I said again. "Why did you write this?"

"I didn't Alice. I didn't write this letter." His voice came out in a soft whisper. I sat back, my hands dropping to my sides.

"Y-you didn't write this?" I stammered. But then how? "No. You must have. I mean…" I held up the letter. Switching my gaze from Edward to the letter to Edward again. "I don't understand." He breathed deeply.

"Neither do I." He got up and poured himself a drink of water. They hadn't really unpacked anything yet, but I'm sure if there was something in the cupboards, Edward would have poured himself something much stronger. I didn't know what to think. With Bella, when she had told me she didn't write a letter to Edward, I had assumed she was a liar straight away, I only believed her when I had saw her letter that she had received from Edward. But with Edward, the whole surreal ness of this situation, I believed him. I remembered the way he moped around for days, I had never seen my brother cry before, but when Bella left, he was heartbreaking to look at.

"Edward." My voice was soft and raspy. My throat was now hurting for all the shouting and screaming I had inflicted on Edward earlier. He looked at me, his eyes fighting back tears, I wanted to hold him. Brothers protected their sisters when they were hurt, it appeared baby sisters protected their big brothers too. "Can I read your letter?" I was scared of his reaction. Would he yell? Would he cry? Would he pretend I hadn't said anything at all? He didn't do any of these things. He didn't make a sound except for his shoes scuffling along the floor, he went to his jacket pocket which was slung on top of the couch. He got a out a crumpled piece of paper, he stared at it for a moment and I let him have this moment. He passed it to me and said his goodbye. "Wait. Where are you going?" I asked softly. He shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm just going for a walk." And with that he left, nothing more and closed the door. I sat where Edward had sat before, I looked at the envelope.

Edward Cullen

In scruffy handwriting. Whilst it didn't look exactly like Bella's it was close. I had come to the conclusion that if Edward had sent a letter to Bella, that he says he hadn't written and if Bella had sent a letter to Edward that she said she hadn't written. Then someone else had written them. But who? Who would want to break up Edward and Bella? Everybody loved their relationship. They 'oohed' and 'aahed', when they did their cute little couple stuff. Of course, there were the odd girls who would try and throw themselves at Edward. But Jessica Stanley didn't have enough brain cells to write a letter, let alone make it look like Edward had written it. Edwards's handwriting was unique. Eric, maybe? Eric had had a bit of an obsession with Bella, a few months before she left. He would follow her around, talk to her online, and bombard her with text messages. He even got his class schedule changed to be in all the same lessons. Bella tried to shove it off as him just being over-friendly but the truth was he was starting to scare her. Edward of course didn't like it either, some geek trying the moves on his girlfriend and all. I also thought maybe Edward was a little jealous of him too. Eric in all of Bella's classes whereas he wasn't, due to being a year older then Bella. Also, Eric was supposedly the smartest boy in our high school and whilst Edward was extremely smart compared to Eric? He had the same amount of brain cells as Jessica Stanley. I opened the envelope and read the letter that had caused my brother to go into total shut down all those years ago. Just reading the letter made me want to cry.

However, there is someone I love. Please don't hate me. I tried. Really, I tried to fight my feelings for him. I told myself everyday that the love I was feeling for him was really for you.

So this was the kind of stuff he was reading? My heart broke for him. And Bella. Knowing she hadn't written this anymore, I felt so bad for her. The family were unable to talk about Bella when Edward was around. And occasionley when Rosalie had come for dinner, we knew she was in contact with Bella, we knew Edward was dying to ask about her, wanting to know if she was alright, but he didn't dare. All this time…wasted. My brother and Bella's love was ripped apart for the selfishness of one person, I didn't know what I would do if I was in that position. I felt the tears fall, dramatically onto my cheeks. Tear after tear, I couldn't stop them; I didn't want to stop them. I felt like crying for Edward. And for Bella. I wanted Jasper. I needed Jasper to comfort and to console me.

EPOV

I had walked around the campus for a couple of hours; I just wanted to be alone. I didn't understand what was happening, what had happened those three years ago. I had cried, I know its kind of sad for a guy to do that, to even admit to that. But I had. Bella was the love of my life, I generally thought we were going to grow old together. We were going to get married and I was going to go to medical school and then we were going to have kids. It all seemed like distant memory, a sick reminder of what could have been if we hadn't received those letters.

What scared me was, seeing Bella again had stirred so many emotions that I had hidden deep when she left. I had forced myself to not feel anything for the girls that flirted with me, the girls that I had had the odd date with every now and then. I was still in love with Bella, I knew. I wasn't going to pretend, no matter how hard I had tried, how much I had told my family, I had never stopped being in love with Bella. I had to get her back, be her friend again and then maybe…?

I was kidding myself, I know. But I had to do something to stop all the rush that was beginning to form a pain in my head. I wondered if Bella even knew. About the letters. Surely, something must have happened for Bella to give the letter I supposedly sent to her and then give it to me. But did she know about the one that she had sent to me? All this analysing was hurting my head, I decided to meet Emmett and Jasper for a drink in an on campus bar.

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I stared at the clock, 3:48 AM. I had slept for about an hour or so and now I couldn't anymore, I was tired that was for sure but I couldn't seem to keep my eyes closed. I put it down to being my first night in my bed in this dorm, but I knew it was so much deeper then that. Fuck it. I sat up and grabbed a shirt, there was no way I was going to lie here and just listen to the birds chirp or some shit like that. Nowhere on campus would be open but I had to do something. If I went through to the living room, I would wake Jasper and Emmett, which also meant waking Alice and/or Rosalie. I wasn't too sure about the deal with Emmett and Rosalie. Casual sex, I had it down too.

I grabbed my trainers and walked out the door, careful at closing it. I wiped the sleep in my eyes, although there wasn't much considering I had hardly slept. It was dark outside, except for the odd lamppost that was shining. The campus was a big place; I had plenty of places to walk when I was feeling down. When Bella first left, all I did was walk and then when I was tired of walking I would go to the meadow, where Bella and me would spend our time together.

I was lost in thought when I heard footsteps, at first I thought they were coming behind me but when I looked there was no one. I turned back around and saw a young girl, maybe a year younger then me running and occasionally tripping over. She was beautiful and reminded me off…

Bella?! I had to do something to stop her, I had to talk to her! I knew calling her would make no use, she would run away or at least run away Bella style. I casually crossed the road and stopped in front of her. She took her headphones out but she hadn't looked at me yet.

"Bella." I said softly and she froze. She looked at me, her eyes widened. She didn't say anything, she didn't have too. I knew exactly what she was going to do. She walked past me but I grabbed her arm, not hard but enough to enforce her to stay. "Please, I have to talk to you."

"You didn't need to talk to me three years ago. You wrote a letter, remember." So she didn't know, I looked away, a few split seconds the moon had my attention and then I looked back at her. The girl I had lost such a long time ago.

"I didn't write a letter Bella." She was about to protest and I was thankful that I had gotten the letter back from Alice. "I'm telling the truth. This is the letter you sent me. I swear." I pleaded, she took it, careful not to touch my hands or come into contact with my skin. I was thankful, I didn't know if I would survive having her skin against mine after all this time.

"I..I erm…I didn't write this." She looked at me, confusion and despair and years of unfallen tears stored away into her eyes. My lips curled slightly.

"I know." After a few moments of silence, I added. "Look, Bella I don't know what's going on and I don't know who wrote the letters but maybe? Me and you…we could be friends or...?"

"I'm sorry, Edward. I have to go." She said suddenly and ripped her hand away from me, I was in too much of shock to pull her back.

It may have been short lived but I was thankful that we had finally had some time together, we had barely spoken but it was us. Just like the old days.

My first EB interation scene! Yays! Review please, tell me what you think;]