Author's Note: Hey guys and girls! Sorry for the late update but I've been doind my exams. I hope you like this chapter :D This chapter is dedicated to lionnara who has been a big supporter of this story. Also my beta 'Mrs. JasperHale16' has written a story 'Who I Really AM' so if you have a minute you should check it out :D

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Chapter Six

The wall shock and bent as it bore the brunt of Edward's weight, plaster rained down on Edward's hair as he slumped on the floor. I ignored the guilt I felt by reminding myself of the horrible thing he had just said. Instead I found myself overcome with anger and questioning our time together yet again. How could he have ever loved me if he was capable of saying something like that to me? I didn't understand how after all this time he still felt the need to upset me.

I had been perfectly within my rights to defend myself as both him and his sister tried to bully me about Simon. Anyone who truly knew me would have known what Simon meant to me, he had been my mentor and guide through this new life, without him I may not have even survived this new life, especially once I had decided to go after Victoria…

As Edward remained slumped on the floor, I felt proud that I could now hold my own against him. No longer was i the weak human who doted on his every word, which I had been when I was 17 and madly in love with him. Was I still attracted to him? Yes. Was I still in love with him? That was the question I couldn't answer. All I knew was that a small part of me would probably always love Edward. But that still didn't give him the right to talk to me like that.

"How dare you, throw that in my face!" I spat at him absolutely furious, "you know how sensitive I am about Jake, how I hated what I did to him. I spoke to you about it Edward. Remember we used to have those long conversations about how guilt I felt and how I wished I could make it better for him. You consoled me when I was in tears about it Edward. How could you use that against me?"

"Bella, I'm so sorry, I was just angry," Edward said not looking at me, choosing instead to look at the floor beside where he sat.

"There's always an excuse isn't there Edward?" I snapped still angry.

"I know, I'm sorry for that too."

"I think you should go Edward." I said feeling exhausted after the rollercoaster of emotions that had been today.

Surprisingly Edward got up to leave, brushing wall debris from his clothes and hair as he stood. As he walked to the door he whispered, "I'm always getting it wrong with you, aren't I Bella?"

His voice sounded so dejected and broken I almost felt sorry for him. "Maybe we just weren't meant to be together Edward."

"I don't believe that, not for one second I was meant to meet you and be with you but it was through my own foolishness that I lost you."

"Edward…" I trailed off not knowing how to respond to what he had said. I was totally dumbstruck, what he said made it sound like what he had been saying today was true - that he had left me to protect me and that he hadn't stopped loving me. I didn't know how to process that information let alone how to respond to it.

"We were good together, weren't we Bella? For a little while at least."

"Yes we were. I really loved you Edward, a part of me always will." I knew telling him that was a mistake but I couldn't bring myself to care, I just felt like I had to tell him – like he had to know.

"I loved you too Bella, I never stopped. Do you remember the first time I told you I loved you?" He asked me, turning to face me his face looked as broken as his voice.

"Of course, I'll never forget. I was going to watch your family play baseball. You had just 'tampered with my memory' and had run with me so we were closer to the game and you said 'I love you, it's a poor excuse for what I'm doing, but it's true'," as I retold the story the memory opened up like a flower in my mind, so clear and crisp that it could have been yesterday instead of decades ago. I could suddenly small the woodsy smell of the grass and trees, and feel the wind in my face but the thing that totally dominated the memory was Edward. I could smell him, feel him against me, and hear his words as if he was repeating them now.

I looked at Edward to see his face having a far way look to it and knew he was relieving the same memory as I was. I felt all my anger evaporate as the tenderness of the memory overwhelmed me and I knew if I could have I would have been crying.

"Bye Bella, I won't bother you anymore," Edward said starting to leave again.

"Edward, wait," I couldn't believe I was going to say this after everything that happened but I knew I didn't want him to leave – not because of me, "maybe we could try to be friends?"

"I'd like that very much. I'll see you tomorrow Bella and I'm sorry about your wall I'll fix it later." Edward said before he left the house, leaving me alone with my thoughts.