I walked back into the house with all kinds of worried expressions. Felix is back, I love Edward. How can I handle this? I don't want to hurt his feelings but I can't do that to Edward. Only one thing was certain. I do love Edward, yet a voice in my head was still telling me that it's cruel to do that to Felix.

I traced the swirls on the coffee table with my finger when Rosalie came in. We don't get along entirely and usually she doesn't talk to me without other parts of her family being there.

'Can I talk to you Bella?' she said, I looked up to see her face. Something was worrying her. I nodded my mind wandering at all possibilities for the reason she was talking to me.

'Bella, in my former life I was beautiful – not as beautiful as now – but beautiful.' I stared into her eyes. How is she going to take this? Whatever she was referring to it didn't sound too good.

'And I often had to make decisions about men, who to have, why to have, what to do etcetera. And I think I know what will influence your decision more, in my former life as you know' – she sighed due to how she missed humanity – 'we weren't gifted like we are now, and I think that maybe you should use your gift to help you, you can read minds can't you? And as much as I want you to make Edward happy' because believe me he will be miserable if you left him. 'I have arguments for both sides.'

I could feel that this was going to make things one hundred times harder and I prepared myself for the worst. I didn't want to hear it but I couldn't stop my curiosity.

'Bella, I am going to think about something and it will probably hurt you for me to show you this but I think you should see it.' At that point I looked at her with confusion sweeping her mind.

But the image she showed me hit me hard and I winced. It was painful.

It was of Edward, he was sat in the corner of his room. His CD's were covered with dust, and so was the bed. He looked at me (Rosalie) with sad, dead eyes. And Rosalie thought about the question she asked him 'Edward are you going to come and get some fresh air with us?' he merely raised his head and quoted 'I'll follow her and make a heaven out of hell, and I'll die by her hand which I love so well.' It was Shakespeare. His hair was scruffy and messed, his eyes stuck in my mind and they did not show any emotion, nothing was there.

It pained me to see him this way and as I looked at him I couldn't bare to do this to my love again. How could I dare leave him? I wasn't to leave him anyway but how could I consider, there is no competition.

Rosalie interrupted my string of thoughts and said 'Now I will show you this. You might not like this, but this was seen through my eyes and I am sure Edward saw it. You are loved by more than one Bella.'

Then Rosalie's mind switched to a picture of Felix holding me, it was when he had his hands in mine, when we came to the Cullen's for the first time. Felix looked down at me, and smiled to himself, his eyes showed love and care.

I couldn't hurt him like this. I couldn't hurt Edward. I wanted to be with Edward. Yet I had been with Felix for so long that it seemed wrong to hurt him like this. They won't play nicely, and they won't give up even if I did pick the other one. I looked at Rosalie and smiled gratitude, she showed me an equal argument and she got up and walked out of the room.

I stared into nothing as time went past, I thought about Edwards arms wrapping around me and I thought about the care Felix had for me. It was too much to handle so I walked outside at an especially slow pace, even for a human. I hadn't an idea where Edward had gone and yet I didn't want to see him. I needed to be alone.

I drifted for an hour all the way around the woods at human pace. Until I caught a scent, it was one I recognized from my human experiences and yet I couldn't identify it. I started running at vampire speed and came to a dramatic stop when I was led right in front of a house, outside it was a Volkswagen Rabbit and to the side of it was a garage. I walked over uneasy, thinking that it would make things one hundred times more complicated. But now I thought about it, I didn't get a chance to say good bye to Jacob. He was my best friend and I wanted to talk to him.

I was a vampire, and I didn't know what he would make of it. Hopefully he would welcome me whatever I was. However I couldn't be sure.

I knocked on the door to the house and the door opened, it was Billy Black. His face widened when he saw me and his chin dropped. 'Hey Billy, I was wondering if Jake is in, I really would like to talk to him.' He nodded and called Jake yet never once taking his eyes off of me.

There he was, my best friend, copper-skinned, cropped hair, fully grown and grinning. He ran straight up to me and gave me a hug that would have killed me if I was a human.

I didn't think he noticed my change yet and when he did it would hit hard.

Suddenly, as predicted, he realized. His whole body started trembling and his face stopped grinning. 'Jake! NO! Please don't I only want to talk to you, I don't need stupid feuds over mythical creatures to get in the way of our friendship and I really, really need to talk.' I begged him. He looked me over and nodded and beckoned with his hand to come in. I walked in and sat down on the couch. His house was exactly the same and it still smelt the same. As he spoke to me his voice was uneasy and he said it in his thoughts that it was going to be too hard to handle. 'So Bella what's up?' Boy, was he going to be shocked.