Disclaimer: Once again, neither of us own Twilight and its characters – so PLEASE stop rubbing it in our faces. It's bad enough to know there's no Eddy for us to own :( Though I'll admit, Jazz is pretty good too.

Sooo, I told Jess that I had submitted our story! Only commentaries, better summary and title. Yeah, I don't like them much either, but I'm no good at it. And Jess is busy with... other stuff. Anyway, sorry it took so long to update, but I was absolutely uninspired. Here's the second chapter you've all been waiting for!

Bella arrived home late that night. She didn't expect Charlie to be awake, but surprisingly, he was watching a baseball match on the television. He peered through the darkness and smiled when he realized who had come into the house so silently.

'Hello, Bella,' he greeted her as she hung the door's keys by the refrigerator and threw her jacket onto the sofa, 'You're pretty late.'

'Hi, dad,' she replied, walking towards him and gazing at the baseball match with the flicker of a smile.

'Where were you?' Charlie asked while concentrating again on the screen, 'You didn't mention you would be going out tonight.'

'Dad, I left you a note on the table,' Bella said, marching towards the kitchen to make sure the note was still there, and she found it in the same position she had placed it several hours ago, 'Did you even mind coming into the kitchen?'

'Actually, when I realized you weren't here, I went to Billy's,' he confessed, embarrassed as he let her know he wasn't able to cook properly, having been so dependant on Bella for some years now. But he immediately charged again, 'Where did you go?'

Bella sighed and turned around to face the back of his head.

'Alice and I went shopping to Port Angeles, and Edward and Jasper joined us,' she informed him harshly. She could understand that her father was protective to her after all that she had been through, but she was starting to get tired of the many questionnaires she had to endure every time she got back home, 'Then we ate on a little restaurant on the way back,' Bella lied trying to sound honest. In fact, the four vampires had headed straight back to Forks, since they couldn't taste human food and didn't find it satisfying any longer. Bella had to admit she missed them quite a lot, and she didn't find comfortable having to lie to her parents about her new diet. Whenever she had to stay home for dinner with Charlie, she prepared meat in every different way she could think of, and pretend she found it delicious.

Her father hummed in a way that made Bella understand he didn't quite approve of it but there was nothing he could do. Bella smiled complacently and walked up the stairs to her bedroom. She unpacked her new clothes and hung the dress Alice had bought for her, even though she had pleaded her not to do it. It had been very expensive, and she felt guilty for accepting such gifts.

Bella waited, inside her bed, for Charlie to tiptoe to her room and peep through the door, as he did every night. He feared his daughter might escape to Jacksonville with Renee, but his fears were in vain. Since Bella had met Edward, she didn't want to go anywhere without him – besides the fact that she couldn't go out publicly in a sunny day, and Jacksonville was one of the sunniest cities in the States.

As soon as she heard Charlie get into his room, she stood up and opened her window to disappear and reappear again on the middle of the street. Smiling, she ran into the forest and disappeared through the darkness, only coming back to her room around eight in the morning. She messed up her hair a little, as she did every morning, and tried to look tired and sleepy, task which wasn't difficult at all.

'Any plans for today?' Charlie asked her when she kissed him good morning in the kitchen.

'I guess I'll spend my Saturday with Edward... And the night,' Bella added, not at all convinced that her father would approve of it. Indeed, Charlie stared at her hesitatingly.

'You mean... you'll spend all the night with him?'

Bella caught the meaning of those words right away.

'He'll take me to dinner and then back here when we finish,' she told him, making clear she had no intentions of going to his house afterwards. Charlie gave her a quick nod with an absent expression.

'Okay.'

Bella smiled and left the house after washing the dishes Charlie and she had used. She walked to the edge of the street and squinted through the dense fog surrounding her – and she saw it. A shiny, silver Volvo was parked behind her van with the right door opened for her. She could see Edward's slight frown through the dark crystal, and hurried to the seat beside him. This time it was her lips the ones who searched for his, but she didn't find them instantly, as it always happened. It disappointed her and at the same time worried her that he wouldn't look at her. Bella pressed her lips together and remained silent. It was up to him to tell her or not what was wrong; Bella obviously wouldn't demand to know every detail about his life. Suddenly, a terrifying image attacked her: Edward pressing his lips and moving them intensely against a woman's – the vampire Alice had seen, as she imagined her, with beautiful black hair falling behind her back and large golden eyes.

Desperation took hold of her.

'What's wrong?' she blurted, making Edward turn around quickly towards her in surprise. He frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if examining his girlfriend closely, while his eyes became darker and darker. Bella didn't look away. After a while, he sighed and gazed at the front again.

'Nothing's wrong,' Edward muttered, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, 'I just have... some doubts about something I'm planning to do.'

'What are you planning to do?' Bella asked in alarm, thinking of the woman with black hair.

'It's not that I have doubts about what I'm going to do,' he continued, ignoring her question purposefully, 'It's about if they'll end... as I want them to end.'

He stared at Bella, now more worried. He loved her... and he wanted her. But what if she didn't want him? He had pondered all night long, even casting the idea of visiting Bella in her room aside. In one hand, he was afraid that she might reject him, and then he would spend the rest of his days alone, in silence... But on the other hand, he wanted to take that risk. He needed to know if she was willing to spend the rest of her everlasting life with him. The only time he had asked her, she had refused.

As Bella stared wide-eyed out of the window, he pressed his lips together and drove silently to the glorious meadow.

The rest of the day, Edward was unusually quiet, only talking to Bella to tell her he wasn't in the mood for running. She nodded slightly and followed him closely all the way through the forest, while wondering if his attitude was somehow related to Alice's vision. They walked in silence for hours until they arrived at their meadow, where the girl threw herself to the grass, smiling with pleasure, opening her arms to Edward. He remained at the edge of the forest, staring at her with dark eyes and a somber expression. Bella's smile faded away in a matter of instants.

'Edward...?' she murmured, sitting up and embracing her knees. Something was very, very wrong. His attitude in the car seemed like nothing compared to him at that moment.

'Edward, what's wrong?' Bella managed to choke – she was beginning to feel dizzy. The boy smiled darkly and sat beside her, lost in thoughts. Why was Edward behaving so strange? He wasn't showing his affection towards his girlfriend, but on the contrary, he seemed to be thinking in the best way to break up.

Suddenly, an old memory filled her mind.

A forest, a tree, two teenagers talking, denying feelings…

'Bella, I don't want you to come with me.'

The words sounded clear in her head as if they were being said at that very moment, and not a year and a half ago.

'You… don't… want me?'

Silence.

'No.'

Farewells. Pain. Love.

'No!' shouted Bella coming back to herself. Edward quickly turned his head towards her in worry.

'Bella! What happened?' he urged her, taking her by her shoulders. She felt falling down in a black, never-ending abyss. Now she understood everything. Edward was acting the way he had done before he had left her that terrible day in the forest. He was ignoring her for her own good. Trying to keep distance from her so the farewell wasn't so painful.

'Edward… no…' she sobbed, curling herself in Edward's arms and resting her head on his granite chest, 'Don't…'

Edward looked down at her in sad surprise. What had happened to her? He hugged her tightly. Had she found out was he was going to do? No, it couldn't be. Crying and begging wasn't a normal response. But Bella was so different from the rest of the world. It could be.

He let her cry in his arms, kissing her head and humming her lullaby softly. This was wrong. He had to find out what had upset her so much that she could cry tearless for hours.

He hoped everything could be cleared out that night.

A/n: this isn't a good chapter but I had to make clear the differences between what both characters felt. I mean, she is completely heart-broken because she thinks Edward's gonna leave her, and he is concerned (and partly heart-broken) because he thinks she won't accept him. So sad.