I am deeply confused as to wear the rage is going to come from: whether this chapter or next chapter.

I am thanking Mimi, Omi, and Rose for their awesome Beta help! *waves* Thanks!! :)

Anyways.... enjoy the chapter.

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BPOV

I could do this. I will do this.

It was now or never and whether I liked it or not, I had to do it now.

There would be no turning back for me.

I steadied my harsh breath and took one big deep one while closing my eyes.

You can do this.

You can do this.

You can do this.

I can't do this. I began to panic but slowly regained myself to show him any signs of weakness.

I took another deep breath and turned around.

I found his face, his features hard and rigid. His jaw was tense and his eyes, oh his eyes, were dark, darker than I have ever seen.

I couldn't tell what had filled them: way too many emotions to count.

I glared at him and he returned the gesture in complete silence.

The tension at this point was thick, too thick to be cut with a knife.

His stare turned lethal with every passing minute and at one point, I became too scared to look, but somehow I couldn't turn away.

This man, who I would die for, was standing right in front of me, giving me glares from hell but I still loved him somehow. I don't want to, but I do.

I knew for a fact that somehow, I had to break up with him, but at the same time, I didn't want to lose that feel of protection he had always provided me with, and I definitely didn't want to go through depression again.

It hurt too much the last time, and there was no way I could go through it again.

If anything, I wanted to have Edward for my sanity, but I knew that after this I would be nothing more than a shell. I had a gut feeling about it.

Time would pass too quickly and I had to get this done before Charlie got home. If anything, Charlie would be the one to hear us arguing and he still has that rule about Edward being here under supervision.

I took a deep breath. It's now or never. Never seemed very promising and I almost went with it, but looking at my options, never would hurt too much.

I focused my concentration at the floor and thought of the ways this might end.

And truth be told, worst case scenario would be that he would leave me for good.

My eyes began to water and I forced my head up, hopefully to let him understand what he is doing to me. What his every action or word does to me. I hope he sees the pain that he has caused me along with the sorrow and happiness. How every highlight of my life revolved around him. How I truly felt about him.

The tears trickled down my cheeks as I looked into his eyes again and finally opened my mouth and whispered, "Edward."

He remained silenced.

"Edward," I tried again, "why?"

He closed his eyes before pinching the bridge of his nose as if searching for a response.

"Bella, sit." His voice was still hard and it cut me deeply. It seemed as though he still didn't care.

I got angry before saying a steady and strong, "No."

He removed his hand from his nose and looked at me again.

"Bella, don't make this hard."

"I said, 'no'."

His jaw loosened and tensed again in the same moment, "Why do you have to be so damn stubborn? This is what I hate about you!"

"Deal with it," I began, "Now, answer my question, why did you do it?"

"Why didn't I have sex with you or why am I sleeping with Tanya behind your back?"

He smirked. He fucking smirked.

I lit up in a minute, "Don't you fucking smirk at me Cullen, and you know what the hell I'm insinuating, so answer the damn question!"

"Hmm, let's see. I don't sleep with you because, well, you're too fragile."

"No shit Sherlock," I mumbled.

He ignored me and continued, "And I'm sleeping with Tanya behind your back because, well, there are plenty of reasons."

Keep pissing me off Cullen.

"One reason is, well because you're too fragile, two, I'm a guy, I need a little something to release my tensions, three, Tanya is more experienced, four, well, it's fun. I think that's all of them."

He looked back at me, a smirk across his pretty face.

"Those are all dumb reasons. One, I am fragile, but if you had better control over yourself, maybe if we tried, there wouldn't be an issue. Two, who cares if you're guy! I know plenty of guys that don't sleep around. Three, if you needed to take your tensions out, you could have had a fight with Emmett, four, practice makes perfect you ass. If we would've tried, we would've gotten better, I would've gotten better, and five, if it was so fun, there was no reason why you couldn't do it with me."

"Yes, there is and I already gave you a reason. You. Are. Too. Fragile." He emphasized each word.

"You. Are. An. Ass!"

He went back to pinching the bridge of his nose and paced the room.

"Bella, sit."

Back to this thing again!

"I told you before that I am not sitting."

He grunted. "What the hell is wrong with you?" He yelled.

I took two things into account: one, he never yelled and two, he never yelled at me.

"What the hell is wrong with me? You have got to be kidding if you think you can walk up in here, state the reasons why you are cheating on me with that bitch, and then yell at me like I did something wrong. The problem here is you, Edward!"

His eyes narrowed and he took a step forward.

"I am not the problem. The problem is you with you being clingy and your emotional breakdowns."

Ouch. That hurt.

"I am not clingy, one, and two, if I do have an emotional breakdown, you should be there to help me get through it, but instead you run away to God knows where. And I have a list of how you're the problem. One, you are never there for me when I have my issues, it's always Alice. Two, you completely do a 180 when I confront you about Tanya and three, when I clearly hear you two having sex on the phone, you deny it. That doesn't sound like a problem to you?"

His eyes grew darker than they already were. It almost looked as if he were possessed and I became scared.

This was a side of Edward I didn't know.

"Forget what you heard, it—"

"No! No, no, no, no!" I cried out like a baby, "I will not hide your secrets in a storage closet in the back of my mind. It isn't going to work that way, and it will not work that way. I want you to sit, and I want you to calm down and I want you to talk with me. I don't care if half the things you say or are thinking is bad, I just want you to talk. I miss the way we could talk about anything. I miss talking with you," I paused, "and…I miss you Edward."

I began to cry again as I awaited his answer. Hopefully we could talk, and make this work. There was no way in hell I would survive him leaving me.

"I want us to work," I whispered.

"Bella," he paused, "it will never work. I was hoping you would get it through your thick brain! Stop convincing yourself it will work when you know damn well it won't!"

"I know it won't work, Edward, but I'm trying to prove myself wrong. You said you loved me and that you always will love me. Sadly, I still believe that, even if you did cheat on me. That's what a relationship is defined as and what it is. It's when two people stand by each other no matter what problem occurs. And even if that problem is too tough, we work together until we can both solve it. I believe that, hopefully, this incident will make us stronger."

He chuckled, "Bella, we will never work. I don't love you. Why are you being so ignorant?"

He doesn't love me? Why? Why doesn't he? After all we been through, he doesn't love me? I dropped my best childhood friend for him, and he doesn't love me?

I felt the pain in my heart return and I instinctively tried to grasp it as I fell to my knees, tears clouding my vision as I tried to stare at the floor.

I lifted my head as he turned away from me.

His focus was on the window.

He was planning on leaving. Stop him!

"I can't deal with you anymore. You won't see me again but my family is not moving. You will still be able to keep in contact with them if you wish. You just won't see me."

"You won't see me again." His words echoed through my head as the searing pain of my heart intensified.

He took one step away from me, then another.

"Stay with me please, that is what I need, please?" I sang the all-too familiar song quietly, "Sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you."

He stopped.

I continued singing, "This heart it beats, beats for only you."

I lifted myself up from the floor and made my way over to him.

I reached for his arm and when I grabbed hold of it, I held it tightly.

"It hurt me so badly when you left. The pain returned when you left me in the meadow. And now, Edward Cullen, the pain is unbearable. I refuse," the anger returned, "to have you hurt me again Edward Cullen! I'd be damned if you do it again!" I yelled through my tears.

He sighed, "Bella…let go."

Don't let him hurt you.

"No. I will not. I want us to sit down and talk about it like we are supposed to be. We are not going to be cowards."

Edward continued his walk towards the window, dragging me along with him.

I was not going to let him leave.

I had to do everything in my power to get him to stay.

"This heart, it beats, beats for only you," I began to sing quietly again.

"Damn it Bella, let the fuck go!"

I ignored him and continued. He needed to hear this, "My heart is yours. My heart is yours." I sang between sobs and finished, "My heart is yours Edward. It has been since the moment we met and it's still yours now. You take it with you wherever you go and when you return to me, we will share it, how we always have when we're together."

"I don't want to hear this anymore! I said let go!"

"Don't do this, please!"

"Stop!" He yelled.

I didn't know what happened afterwards.

All I knew was that I was against the wall on the other side of my room and that he was gone.

I cried harder than I already was and it burned my face.

He left. I tried to make it work. I tried my damndest and I failed. I started out strong and confident and as time went on, I became naïve, weak, and pleading.

Buildup grew in my chest and the pain in my heart came back full force.

"Aaaagh!!" I clenched my chest, digging my nails deep. Hoping I could somehow dilute the pain.

Make it stop!

I started to feel compression in my head and the pain that came with it was excruciating. Though the pain was miniscule to what I felt in my chest, it hurt like hell and was nothing I've ever experienced.

I saw my vision become blurrier and blurrier as I zoned in and out of consciousness.

I tried and tried to keep my eyes from closing, and blinked continuously to clear my vision, but it was no use.

I was forced to become submissive as the darkness threw itself upon me.

And it was in that same moment, that time had stopped for me.

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Yes, I know what some are you are probably thinking: did Bella die? And the answer to that is no. If she died than I would end the story right here and you wouldn't want that now would you? Didn't think so.

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