So a lot of you are asking for more Bella Edward mingling. More of them...conversing. I'm sorry to say but I can't do that yet. Very very soon, but not yet. Anyway, I got to thinking and I remembered that I had this from one of my random writing urges. It was collecting digital dust on my laptop...

This is the only EPov that I have written so far, and to be honest I don't know if I'll write too many more. It's hard for me to get into his mindset in this story. Though, if you like this and have any EPov request just say which scene and I'll give it a try...see what comes.

Anyway here it is, my un-beta checked EPov - hopefully enough to last you until the...argument...breakdown...gentle conversation... You'll find out soon ;)

Disclaimer: Again, I do not own Twilight

I was coming down stairs after spending the whole day in my room – I needed a change of scenery – when Alice burst through the door with her arms covered in shopping bags of every color and size.

"Shopping again, Alice? Didn't you just go the other day?"

"Yes, but the other day I didn't a have a shopping partner."

"What are you talking about?" Sniffing the air I thought there was a familiar scent clinging to her but it was fading. Being covered by the smell of new clothes and just Alice herself.

"Well dear brother, if you paid any attention to what was going on you would know that I went shopping with Bella today."

Bella. That was the familiar scent. I only really smelled it once, by accident no less, but I knew I would never forget the smell of her blood.

Like freesia and lilacs and artificial strawberries.

"Whatever," I muttered as I passed her to go sit in the living room with Esme and Jasper.

Now don't act like that. I know what I've seen, she said for me alone.

"You've see nothing," I almost hissed. Why Alice insisted that the blurs she saw could be called legible visions I would never know.

"Why are you denying this?" Alice whined as she unceremoniously dumped her bags on the floor and came and sat next to me.

"I'm not denying anything. You're just drawing your own conclusions from something that's probably more than likely nothing."

"Edward, I know what I'm talking about. I know what will happen."

"Alice," I growled. I couldn't take this anymore.

"Edward," Jasper warned, his body tensing as if getting ready for a fight.

"Just drop it Alice," I said, leaving no room for argument.

I didn't feel much like wasting time with my family anymore so settled on heading back up to my room.

Ever since I came back from Denali Alice has been talking about Bella Swan, both mentally and verbally, nonstop.

Smelling her that day in the cafeteria, not more than a few feet away from me, almost destroyed me. The moment she sat down with her generic human food I was drowned by her scent. It was ht most irresistible blood I had ever smelled in my entire existence. The monster in me destroyed the last breath of humanity I clung to and forced my body to lung at the human child. If Emmett hadn't of been right next to me there is no doubt in this world that Bella Swan would have died in that ruddy cafeteria.

After that Alice saw that I would be in AP Chemistry with the girl, so I did the only thing that I knew would keep me from revealing my family's secret: I ran. Instead of facing what was before me I went and hid in Denali with a coven we ran across a few years ago. They were nice, but mostly unmated females...

Specifically one name Tanya. No, I was not thinking of how my hasty retreat to Alaska would affect the lone vampire that has tried to capture my attention. I didn't spend much time in the house so the awkward situation was easily avoidable at first. However, while I was laying the snow trying to sort through the mess that was my mind she tracked me down.

I felt terrible when I heard her think that she believed I returned for her, but I corrected the belief as gently as possible. Tanya was beautiful, but she didn't consume me...not like a pair of chocolate colored eyes filled with a foreign burst of confidence and determination.

Now, back in Forks and laying on my black leather couch, it was not only those eyes that haunted me. Consumed my thoughts and provoked my irritation.

My mind kept returning to the lab day in AP Chemistry... How her scent was stronger when she stood no more than a few inches from me. How I had trouble keeping myself from reaching over and stroking her cheek with the back of my hand. A lot of my thoughts settled on the sound it would make if I back handed Mike...always so happy and clingy and annoying. And now, to accompany all of my other thoughts, was new ones that came to life the moment I saw that boy kiss her cheek. Who was he and how were they close enough for him to kiss her? Was he her friend? Was he a brother of hers that Chief Swan never mentioned? I couldn't harbor the thought of him being her boyfriend without containing the growl that erupted from the deer recesses of my chest.

And that just sparked new questions and things the ponder.

What exactly did I feel towards Bella?...

More importantly what was she hiding? What was it that was going on in her life that she considered "complicated" and who was the "someone" that knew about it already?

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The weekend passed with boredom and not so subtle hints from Alice.

I would admit that I was curious about the girl but it was better not only for her but my entire family that I didn't get too close to her. Becoming her friend could result in us having to move again.

It was Sunday night – or was Monday morning more appropriate? – when there was the distinct sound of Esme's favorite glass vase shattering against our floor.

All of us were in the foyer within a second – wondering what would cause one of us to drop anything, let alone glass – it was messy to clean up.

I was shocked when I realized it was Alice that had dropped it. Jasper was beside her, cradling her face in his hands, in an instant.

He was asking her what was she saw, but instead of answering him she turned towards me and replayed her vision that shocked her motionless.

Me and Bella.

More than that. Me and Bella getting soak by the pouring rain but not caring because we were dancing and laughing.

After that the image shifted to one of us laying in my secret meadow, surrounded by flowers...both of our skin reflecting the sunlight as if our skin was made of diamond...

Both of us vampires.

"No," I mumbled taking a step back.

Alice didn't say anything, just answering with a slow nodding of her head.

"It can't. I won't let it," I hissed.

There was no way I was letting Bella become a vampire...I wouldn't get close enough to let it happen...

"You can't stop it Edward."

"What did you see, Alice," Jasper demanded from beside her.

"Bella...she was one of us...she was with Edward."

"He attacked her?"

"No. He's with her, Jazz."

"You don't know that," I growled. "There was no proof of that in what I saw."

"Then look again," Alice demanded.

And there it was. Alice's proof that I was "with" Bella.

It wasn't as simple as us dancing or staring at each other in a meadow... We were standing in our house, in front of Pastor Weber. We were getting wed.

The strangest part, the one that made no sense, the one that scared me the most - Bella was sickly pale, make up covered the dark circles under her eyes, and she was wearing a very convincing wig...

"No."

"You can't change it Edward. It's too strong – it's meant to happen."

"NO! I can stop it. I will change the future."

"You can try," she replied unsure.

"I'm going."

"Where," Esme asked from beside me.

"Out."

I was outside and jumping over the river faster than I ever had before... I needed to get away from everyone else's thoughts so I could focus on mine.

I need to think.

I would stay away from Bel...Isabella.

A/N: I'm not asking for the usual 20 comments. Though if you want to tell me what you think I would love it :)