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A/N: Hello :D MTV movie awards tonight! I'm so excited :D

So, I finally updated, and I hope you like. Play "Back to December" by Taylor Swift while you read this :'')

So, this may be 1 or 2 more chapters :)

On with the story!

Chapter Three: Back To December

"…And let's see if you can bear it."

"Bella, I'm sorry. As I told you before, there is no excuse for what I did…"

"Yes, and that's why I can't forgive you. I can't risk it; I don't want to be lifeless when you leave me again. I'm trying to recover; it took me almost three months to start talking and eating like a normal person does, and it took me almost five to start having a bit of interest for trivial things like which day it was. Do you think that is good, sane? Or, better yet, as you said 'for my own good'? Huh?"

He squeezed his eyes shut and whispered: "Bella, you're killing me right now, please…" I put my hands on my face and interrupted him:

"No, you are killing me, and you have been killing me these past eight months we've been apart. I am the one who, all this time, has had to keep smiling, waving and pretending everything's alright, when it couldn't be more fucked up. So yeah, allow me to kill you" ¬¬

The sob that came out of his mouth made me whimper in pain. I wanted to be with him, more than anything in this world. But I needed him to know everything first. I studied his face. His perfect features were scrunched up in pain, and, for a second I despised myself for hurting him. Then I remembered everything he had done to me, and we were even. But then I also remembered the time when we were happy, and I was sure he was remembering that time, too. Watching my vampire boyfriend cry, was one of the images that were burned in my head, and never went away.

He was crying, even if he couldn't shed tears as his mother Esme could. Yes, they were vampires, but each one had a human feature or ability. His dad, Carlisle, smelled blood when he wanted to. It was useful when he was hunting, but was even more useful due to the fact that he was a doctor and he was immune to human blood if he wanted too; his brother, Emmett, actually ate human food, and he wasn't disgusted by it. The only thing was that his venom dissolved it too, but I enjoyed going out for dinner with him: he never, ever got full and he ordered all the dishes available in any restaurant we went.

His wife, Rosalie, was a six-foot blonde, and her nails grew, as well as her hair grew too, beautiful as no one could imagine. She had the craziest and coolest haircuts ever, and they all looked great in her. I loved playing hairdresser with her. Alice, on the other hand, needed to sleep. Two or three hours, maximum. I concluded it's because she was the most hyper vampire that had ever existed on earth, no shit. We all believed that's why she needed to rest for a few hours.

Her husband, Jasper, had headaches. He believed it was because of the fact that he could feel other people's emotions; sometimes it overwhelmed him, so his head hurt. That wasn't much of a feature, it was more of an annoyance but oh well. Finally, we have him. The love of my life had the most beautiful feature I had ever seen in the world. His eyes were the same as when he was human. Those green emerald pools where one of the many things that enamored me. I couldn't stand to look at them for long, if I wanted to keep thinking-or breathing. But those two feline orbs were the death of me. And that's why it hurt so much to, first of all, be forced to stay away from him since the day he broke up with me, and second, to see him in pain because he thought I didn't want to forgive him, many months after.

So, there we were, in his silver Volvo; him, crying tearlessly, begging me to go back to him; and me, crying tearfully, wanting to go back to him, but not allowing myself to do so. We didn't speak for a long time, and eventually I curled up in a ball, stared at the sky and watched the sunset, forcing myself not to look at him and not to talk unless he did first. If he really wanted to be with me, things had to change for my own sake. And health. And sanity, too.

"Bella, please, tell me what I need to do, anything, so you can trust me again," He begged.

"Look, you have to know that I do love you still, and that" He opened his eyes and his green pools bore on my own eyes. "I really, truly want to forgive you but…" I hesitated "But… I need you to be real this time. You say you know what I've been through, but you don't. What I don't understand is why, if now you feel that sorry, why didn't you think of this before?"

"I don't know, love, but I promise that won't happen this time or ever again. Please, give me another chance and I swear I will love you right, now and forever" He reached for my hand and oh, I closed my eyes and melted at his touch. Did I mention that he also was warmer than his family? Not as warm as a human, but not as frozen as a vampire. "Please, Bella? Are you giving me a second opportunity?"

"You need to prove it all this time, it won't be easy, I swear. But please understand, it's for my sake. I need to be sure that I can believe in you again."

"You will. So, is that a yes?" He smiled and damn, that smile still had the same effect on me.

I sighed "Yeah, I guess it is"

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