Author's note: A big thank you to all of my wonderful reviewers! I love hearing your feedback and love that you are enjoying the story! This chapter was really hard to write, you might need the tissues handy….. Also there will be points of view from several different characters for this chapter.

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Emmett's Point of View

I was sitting in the living room playing Xbox, glad that I had the afternoon off since we were all going out drinking tonight when Edward stormed into the house slamming the door so hard it almost came off its hinges.

"What the hell bro?" I asked him as he stalked into the living room.

"Fuck off Emmett" he spat at me.

"Whoa Ed what's wrong?" I asked him. I'd never ever seen him this angry before.

"I had a fight with Bella" he replied closing his eyes and running his hand through his hair, "It's over."

I stared at him stunned, "You broke up?" I asked horrified.

"Yes" he whispered in a strained tone, he looked cut up. Devastated.

"What happened bro?" I asked moving over to where he was standing, "You wanna tell what happened?"

"No, I need to be alone" he repeated leaving the room and making his way upstairs.

I couldn't believe what he'd just told me, they can't have broken up. Then I realised Bella was on her own, Rose and Alice had late classes today. Without a second thought I ran out the door.

Bella's Point of View

I lay on the living room floor, pain radiating through my body. I couldn't cry, if I cried it would feel more real and I didn't want that. I was in shock and in denial. It felt like someone had punched a hole in my chest crushing my lungs so I could no longer breathe.

Emmett's Point of View

I threw the girl's front door open and ran inside letting it shut itself behind me. I found Bella crumpled on the floor, her arms wrapped around her small frame.

"Bella, shit what happened?" I asked her kneeling on the floor beside her.

She didn't even look at me, I'm not sure she even heard me. I scooped her up off the floor and walked her over to the sofa where I sat down holding her.

"Bellsy talk to me, what happened?' I asked her again.

"It's over" she whispered.

"You and Edward" I asked for confirmation, I needed to hear it from her.

She nodded wincing at the sound of his name; tears began to stream down her cheeks.

"It'll be okay Bells" I reassured her holding her as she cried.

Alice's Point of View

"Hey Bells we're home!" I called opening the front door with Rose right behind me.

"We're in the living room" Emmett's voice called back, he sounded upset.

I looked at Rose, she shrugged but I could tell she was as confused as I was. I thought Bella was spending time with Edward today. She had really been looking forward to it.

We walked into the living room to find Emmett with his arm around a sobbing Bella.

I froze, instantly I knew what was wrong.

"Emmett what happened?" Rose asked panicked, "Bella what's wrong?"

"They had a fight, it's over" Emmett said in a pained voice.

"No!" I cried running towards Bella and putting my arms around her. "Bells are you okay?" she shook her head tears flowing freely.

Rose came over and put her arms around us both and we cried together, desperately trying to comfort our best friend.

Emmett's Point of View

I left the girls to have some time alone, texting Jasper and ordering him to come straight home and stay away from next door.

He arrived home not long after that.

"What's up man?" he asked sitting down heavily next to me on the sofa.

"Some shit went down this afternoon" I told him not really sure where I should start.

"What's wrong?" Jasper asked his face turning pale, "It's not Alice is it? Is she okay?" he asked worried.

"No, it's Bella and Edward" I said.

Jasper frowned, confused.

"They had a massive fight, he broke it off" I said sadly.

"Fuck are you serious?" Jasper asked shocked.

"Yeah, I wish I wasn't though" I replied running my hand through my hair. "She's really cut up about it and Edward's locked himself in his room."

"Shit" Jasper exhaled, "I knew Bella was having a rough time with him not being around as much but I had no idea that they'd ever…" he trailed off in disbelief.

"I know" I replied, "I'm fucking angry at him for doing this, he caused all of this shit" I said, "You should have seen her Jazz, she's in pain, it was like she couldn't breathe or something."

He shook his head, "I'm mad at him too, this has gotten way out of hand" he said standing up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To check on Bella" he replied.

Bella's Point of View

I didn't hear Emmett come in; I didn't hear what he said when he saw me lying on the floor. I was glad he was here though holding me when the tears began to flow and wouldn't stop. I knew that the second I was alone the hole that was ripping through my chest would drag me under.

Alice and Rose came home and held me, cried with me. I kept hoping I would wake up from this horrible nightmare, but it wasn't a dream; there would be no waking up. This was real, it was over.

Time seemed irrelevant now; I wasn't sure how long we sat there together before Emmett came back with Jasper.

Edward's Point of View

I shut myself in my room. I didn't want to be around my brother or Jasper, I knew what they would say and I couldn't deal with that right now.

Bella didn't want me anymore and I needed to wallow in my thoughts, alone.

Bella's Point of View

Eventually I needed to be alone; I somehow made my way up to my room where there were too many painful reminders of him. I picked up all of the photos and put them in a box in my closet where they were hidden and no longer existed.

I slid to the floor again where I lay for a long time. I wish I could say I'd fallen asleep, but I hadn't. The gaping hole in my chest throbbed horribly.

I didn't sleep all night, I just lay there. Some of the time I cried, loudly, at one point Rose and Alice came and slept on either side of me trying to comfort me, the rest I just lay there struggling to breathe as the sun rose indicating another day, without Edward.

The weekend passed in lurches, time would drag so slowly it felt like it had stopped completely and then it would speed up so fast it felt like I'd blink and two hours would pass.

By the time my final week of college arrived I was a mess, a total zombie. I dragged myself out of bed reluctantly and got dressed in a daze. I was dreaded today, being around other people. I had become a hermit over the weekend.

Rose and Alice were both up when I got down stairs; they watched me with worried eyes.

I refused offers of breakfast; I wasn't hungry and drove myself to campus. On the way I devised a plan, I would spend all of my time in between classes in the library studying. If I spent the bare minimum of time around people I wouldn't have to talk much.

It worked; I managed to avoid everyone all day. I arrived home later that day not knowing how I'd got there. I must have driven, but I couldn't remember a thing.