A/N: Here's another chapter! Thanks to those who reviewed. But if I'm going to get anywhere near one hundred by the time this ends, I need some more. Inspiration is what keeps me going. (;

Bella's POV

There I was, lamenting all alone on Jacob's porch…that was not how it was supposed to turn out. I had this picture built up in my head that Edward and I were going to get married—in Alice's décor and style of course, but it would definitely be fairytale. That's how I imagined it. That's how it should have been. We were planning on marriage—a life together; or on more accurate terms, an eternity.

I couldn't believe I still loved that jerk. For the past hour after Jacob burst out the door, I focused on ways to fall out of love with Edward. I had to figure out a way to resist his charm, to oppose his apologies and to hold my own against his antagonizing gaze. It sounded hard, but I knew once I set eyes on him it would be more than impossible.

I sat and cried, curled up in a ball for more than an hour; afraid of Jacob's brawl with Edward and petrified of what would happen next. I found out about everything no more than five hours ago, but deep down it felt like days. Days of crying and thinking, enough to make my head hurt and eyes tired. Even if I had Alice's power though, I wouldn't have guessed what happened next.

"Bella…" A silky voice called quietly from somewhere in the yard. I didn't look up from my knees, scared stiff of looking at my company. Why did he come here; to mock me? To rub in the fact that he didn't want me? That I'm his second pick; his human toy? "Bella, love, it's me." Yes, it sure was. Edward. The Edward I used to call mine. That virtue did not truly belong to me any longer.

He eased his way closer to the porch, his diamond skin sparkling; alluring and cruel. I flinched away from his on-coming, and his face swiftly twisted in pain. I shivered; half from the cool winds and the mist, and the other from the sting his face repressed.

My instincts acted on time—anger to cover the overwhelming tears. "Don't call me names you don't mean." How dare he use his fancy old slang if he didn't mean it? Saying "love" to someone meant you loved them. Since he cheated on me with his past fling, he didn't deserve to use that powerful word on me. How dare he, anyway, have the nerve to come over to the reservation?

He slowly made his way only three feet from where I sat. I rocked back on my chair, peering left towards several trees; not to the right toward that beautiful face "How could you say that, Bella? I do love you. I truly do. You have to believe me!"

I still sat un-phased, looking the other way. My voice grew quiet; barely audible. "How can I, Edward? You cheated on me. You proved that you didn't want to be with me."

I heard him take an unnecessary breath and he combed his fingers through his bronze hair. He waited a second to speak, obviously trying to find the strength to carry on the conversation. "I was stupid, Bella. What more can I say? I was being a pig-headed, oblivious jerk. But, Bella, I can't—Bella, please just look at me!" He commanded, pulling my head towards his face. He knelt against the wooden porch, me silently rocking on the lawn chair. Everything went still as I gazed into his deep golden pools, fierce with emotion and sincerity. I felt his breath tingle against my skin, one time out of a billion. My reaction always the same.

"Bella, I can't go on without you. I love you with every fiber, every move, every cell, every-anything, Bella." He laughed, swallowing hard. He pulled my face closer, grabbing my arms tight and pulling me so close that our noses touched. "Forget this ever happened. I never meant for it to. I never meant to hurt you. Believe me; I had no intention of doing anything. It's like Tanya had some hold on me. It wasn't me acting; it was like I was a different person. Without you, Bella, I'm just…not me."

For a second, I wanted to believe him. I stayed there in his embrace, trying to get my heart to calm and my breathing to steady. Could I really believe him? He still did the unforgivable…was I ready to just snap this away in an instant? I knew he meant it…but he still did it. The one thing I wanted to do with him—the one thing that I was waiting for with him. The special bond we were going to share when it came the time. He couldn't wait for me and he had no idea how much that hurt.

He was about to lean in, his minty scent mixing with my floral, to kiss my lips. I startled away, causing him to wince. How could I kiss the man whose last kiss belonged to someone other than me? His scent covered someone other's body, not mine. It physically stung me to the core. He moved back, sensing my insecurity.

"Bella, Bella…please?" I already began moving, slightly surprised with the ability. I ran briskly to my car, not looking back at my love's pleading face. He was there, for sure, but he didn't dare touch me.

I held my rusty trucks handle, contemplating what to say. As I breathed in and out, the time passed extra slow. I could tell he was standing as motionless as I was.

"I don't know what to do, Edward. You hurt me. I can't just forgive you that easily. I love you more than anything in this world…but it will take time, Edward. Time I just don't have."

A/N: So a big cliffhanger? Yeah. I'm tired, it's late, and I will post this before midnight. Excuse any errors, I'm just very drowsy. This was a very emotional quick filler and I hope you liked it! Also, it will be Edward and Bella at the end, just give it time. (;

Oh, and I need some reviews to write more. Without reviews, I have absolutely no idea how I'm doing.