Electricity went through my body; all were nerves.

"Bella, why are you hesitating? Since when do I bite?" Edward said, now laughing. "Get it? Bite, vampire?" Edward still laughed. I did find that funny but anxiety had taken over my body, evacuating any other emotions, I should normally feel. My mind tried to cheer me up somehow.

Bella, just remember, Edward wouldn't lie. The last time he lied to you was in the forest. I don't think he would try to keep this from you. He said he loved you, remember that. If he loved you, he wouldn't want to keep this from you.

Well, that was the thing. Would he want to keep this from me for protection and not for his own secrecy? Thinking this made me confused and it also helped in the development of a headache. I looked up at Edward and let my eyes wander around me. It took me only mere minutes to notice I only two steps from where I was originally.

My eyes found Edward's, only to read confusion.

"Bella, love, what's wrong?" Before I knew it, he was standing in front of me, cupping my cheek. I felt his cold, stiff thumbs wipe the tears that had escaped unnoticed.

Damn. I really have to work on getting that not to happen.

I stared into his glistening topaz eyes. Worry, fear, and anxiety had filled them.

"Nothing Edward," I replied.

"Bella, if it was nothing, you wouldn't be crying. Please explain this to me."

I shook my head. I really didn't want to do this, but I knew in my heart, that if anything good were to come from this, I had to make them worse. As much as I didn't want to, it was my only option.

"Bella, I know you're lying. Whatever it is, we can work this out. I promise."

I hesitated at first but then just said, "Can we sit down first, please?"

"No problem." I was gently lifted bridal style into the middle of the meadow where Edward once stood, waiting for me. He gently placed me on the wet grass and then plopped down next to me. I continued to gaze at the ground, but from my peripheral vision, I could see that he was staring at me, waiting.

More tears streamed down my eyes as I began to think about what he would say after I said what I said.

"Bella, I can't take this anymore. It's better if we just stay away from each other."

"This is the last time that you'll ever see me again."

"I love you, I do, but I can't be with you anymore."

"I'm sorry, Bella, but this isn't going to work."

"Goodbye, Bella."

I hadn't noticed I stopped breathing until Edward said, "Bella, breathe."

I cried out loud and Edward could do nothing but pull me into his hold. I snuggled into his bare chest and cried until my tears ducts could no longer produce. When I was finally able to breathe, I dared to take a look at Edward. He was staring at me. All of his features were saddened and I still didn't feel like I had the strength to say what I needed.

"Are you okay?"

I shook my head 'yes', afraid of what my voice sounded like.

"It's getting late, we should take you home."

"No," it sounded hoarse, but I was able to find my voice, "I haven't said to you what I needed to say."

I pushed myself free of his hold and sat up straight, looking him dead on in the eyes. I cleared my throat and mentally prepared myself for what I was about to do.

You can do it, Bella. Just tell him.

Okay. Here goes nothing. "Edward," I began. I needed to start slow, "I think that…there is something…that you aren't telling me."

Edward furrowed his brow, obviously dumbfounded, at what my words meant.

"I'm afraid I don't understand Bella. What are you trying to say to me?"

I took another deep breath. I would need it because this was going to take longer than I thought.

"I know that there was something that went on between you and…Tanya. I want to know what it is and if you can't tell me…" here come the waterworks, "then you obviously don't love me, and," I swallowed hard and began to gasp for breath again. Emotions that I never wanted to return, returned to me as I finished my thought, "everything you said was a lie."

I watched as his face turned from confused to understanding and from understanding to a spark of anger.

"Bella," he began to laugh, "I told you already, nothing happened between Tanya and me. Now can we please move on! You're still stuck on this factor that I cleared up last night."

He came closer to me to try and kiss me but I backed away.

I was right, he was lying.

"Edward, I know you're lying. You did the same thing last night; I brought it up, you said your answer, then you closed the topic after making your statement heard."

"Bella, this is absurd. I am not lying to you. I had no interest in Tanya."

"You had no interest? So you do have interest in her now?"

"Stop changing up my words."

"I am not changing up your words. I am repeating them. So do you?"

"Hear me out first, okay?"

I fell silent. I guess if it was important he could say it.

He continued, "If I had interest in Tanya, do you think, that I would have used you as some excuse to get away from her? Do you think I would be here, devoting every second of my life to you? Do you think I would have even bothered to be as close to you as I am now? Do you think that I would have loved you the way I do? Do you think I would've gone to the Volturi to have them kill me because I thought you had died?" He took a breath and his tone turned dead with seriousness, "Because I thought the only love of my life was gone from me forever and therefore, I had no reason to live? You have got to be kidding me Bella!"

His questions made me question why I would make a scene out of a situation he said never happened. My answer was simple: all I wanted was for Edward to be truthful with me. I wouldn't judge him or be with stern with him. I just wanted the truth.

"Okay, Edward. I understand where you are coming from, but how do I know you aren't lying to me? I mean, I recall you saying that you had no choice but to be a good liar."

I was hot. My rage just kept building as he continued to justify the fact that he couldn't just speak the truth.

"Bella, you are the most ridiculous, small-minded girl I met in my life! Why are you testing me? Is this against Edward because I won't make love to you? Huh?"

"I'm small-minded? Just from trying to protect myself from getting hurt, I'm small-minded? This is even more ridiculous than I thought! And to answer your question, no, it isn't some type of conspiracy against you, Edward. I am just trying to figure out why you to lie to me."

"Bella, I am not lying to you! What do I have to do for you to believe me? It seems to me that the only thing I can do right now is be around!"

"And how will I know when you want to be around me Edward? Is it when you just up and leave me? Thinking it'll be another 'clean break'? I think that now is the time to tell you that my heart has yet to repair from the first time you left me! I am still hurting and the pain is still there. And if you think that having Alice hold me 'captive' while you go hunting is going to make me feel better Edward Cullen, you've got it all wrong! I don't need her, I need you and lately," I swallowed. I have a gut feeling that this wasn't going to end well, "and lately you haven't emotionally been there for me."

'Mad' wasn't a word that could describe how I was feeling and 'anger' and 'rage' didn't come close. I can't even use the phrase 'pissed the fuck off'. No, no word can even come close to how I was feeling. This whole situation caused my tears to return and they weren't going to stop anytime soon. All I could do at this point was to let my words sink into him and to let my mind digest what the hell just happened.

I watched him as he furrowed his brow once again. He opened his mouth and gave me a response that I sure as hell can't say I wasn't ready for. "Well, if that's how you feel Isabella, I guess he shouldn't be here."

What the hell? Did he just call me Isabella? Now I know that there is some serious issues that are beginning to refold itself.

He continued, "My presence to you meant nothing. As much as I tried to be there for you, I guess trying wasn't hard enough. And you know what? I am truly sorry. You act like I can just cut you open, take your heart out and repair it, but you know what? I can't," He just said the same thing I was thinking hours ago on the ride here, "because even if I wanted to, I couldn't because my bloodlust for you is so strong that I might end up killing you in the process."

With that, he got up, and threw on his shirt before speaking to me again. "I need to take you home. It's late."

"No. I don't want you to drive me home. I can walk."

"Bella, I don't want you walking this late at night, especially with all the dangers still lurking around."

"Edward, I don't care. I don't want you to take me home. I said I would walk. You need to just back off and go away."

"Stubborn," he mumbled as he turned and walked with fast strides toward the end of the meadow.

"You're damn right!" I shouted after him.

He turned around to look at me one last time before he shook his head and continued his way down the hill. His muscular form disappearing with every stride.

Before I knew it, he was gone.

The wind started to blow rapidly. I looked up at the uninviting, dark clouds. A storm was here.

The rain came full force, pounding at my face. I dropped to my knees and began to cry all over again. At least my salty tears would blend in with the equally salty rain.

I felt myself lie down on the already wet grass and close my eyes. I thought about the pain I had caused Edward. The pain I had caused myself as well. I felt nothing but stupid at my attempt for him to tell me the truth. And for all I knew, he could've been telling the truth. Who would know besides Edward?

It's okay. What is done is done. There is no going back now. You did what you thought you needed to do; you said what you thought needed to be said. Just let him cool down and think for a little. He will come to you to tell you the truth. He will come back. Just don't stress the issue too much. You are already stressed and so is he. This little break from each other is what you guys need. He will come to his senses and you will stand strong. You did the right thing. You just sit back, and let him come to you.

But that was the thing: how will I know whether or not he's coming back?

That thought scared the crap out of me as I began to drift off into nothingness.

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A/N:

My favorite rewritten chapter is the next one. :)

Hope you enjoyed. You know what to do.