A/N: Okay, I really wasn't one for switching back and forth between POV's but I need to show what Bella's feeling through this. Bella chapters will be a bit shorter but I will go back to Edward POV.

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(Bella POV)

I woke up the next morning with a horrible kink in my neck. I sat up on the couch and rubbed it. I looked over and Edward was nowhere to be found.

Why was he so rude last night? He was nice and everything then suddenly he had a mood swing. It was as though he zoned out and came back bitchy.

I got up and stretched out my arms, yawning in the process. I made my way to the kitchen and on the table there was a note.

Out. Be home soon.

-Edward

Very, very detailed.

Note sarcasm.

"Why would he just leave?" I asked no body. I turned and saw the coffee maker was still on and coffee was brewing. I walked over to the cupboards and grabbed a mug setting it on the counter and closing the cupboard door.

Out.

Out where?

He was so different lately.

He closed himself up more.

He zoned out a lot.

He had mood swings.

He was a lot like when I first found him.

I ran my fingers through my tangled hair and used my other hand to pour myself a cup of coffee. I walked to the fridge and grabbed the creamer putting some in before I put in some sugar. I used the spoon I used to scoop out the sugar to stir the coffee.

I guessed I wouldn't be meeting the Masen's after all.

...

"Ang," I cried. "I really don't know! I woke up four hours ago, and I saw the note then. He must have written it some time before!"

"Where do you think he is?" Angela asked me.

"I have no idea. He's been so different lately, I have no idea." I repeated.

"Different? How so?" She questioned.

"He's like when I first met him. He's having crazy mood swings, he won't tell me anything, and he barely touches me..." I played with the hem of my shirt with my free hand. My other hand held the phone tightly to my ear. "We haven't even made love in over a freaking week. That's a long time for us!"

"Does he tell you he loves you? Does he kiss you?" She asked me.

"Well sometimes. When he's happy. Then he gets grumpy and acts like he's disgusted of me. I don't know what to do. I love him and sometimes it's as though he doesn't love me back." I fought back tears.

"You say he zones out a lot?" Angela continued to question.

"Yeah, I literally have to snap my fingers in front of his face. He completely is out of reality." I explained quickly.

"And he's had a rough past?" She asked.

"Yeah." I said. "He won't tell me much. I told him everything! He met all the stupid people in my life, all the bad and he still won't tell me dick all!"

"Do you think he's getting memory struck?" Angela asked.

"What?" I replied confused.

"Like flashbacks." She explained.

"I don't know. He's never mentioned anything and I'm honestly way too scared to ask. It would probably just piss him off. I don't want him to leave..." I babbled.

"He won't leave." Angela insisted.

"He already did!"

"He'll be back!"

"He's so closed. He didn't even say where he was!" I cried. "I'm so worried."

"It's okay, Bella. I'm sure he'll be home soon." Angela tried to soothe me.

"Ang, thanks but it's been four hours." Just as I said the words I heard the truck pull in. I looked out the window. "He's here!"

"Call me later." Angela said. "Tell me what happens."

"Of course, and thanks." I said quickly. I hung up and ran to the couch, sitting down I flicked on the television trying to make it look like I wasn't waiting around for him. It was exactly what I was doing though.

I heard the door unlock and then open.

He came in and I heard him take his shoes off, I dared not to look at him.

"Hi." He said and closed the door behind him.

"Oh hi." I said as though I just acknowledged him. "You're back."

"Yeah." He came in and sat down on the couch half a foot away from me. It was awkward between us.

"So... what's up?" I asked.

"Not much." He replied. "What are you watching?"

"Television." I replied.

"I see." He nodded.

"Okay." I gave up patting my knees. "Where were you?"

"Emmett and I went out for breakfast." He shrugged.

"Why couldn't you have told me? I was worried." I begged.

"You over react." He shook his head.

"Well your note didn't really help me." I admitted trying to stay nice.

"Well sorry." He shook his head.

...

It was past midnight when he finally came to our bedroom for bed. I had already been in bed for hours just waiting. He didn't say anything as he crawled into bed and it wasn't even ten minutes later he was snoring. I sighed and got out of bed, practically running to the living room. I picked up the phone and dialled Angela's number. She picked up on the second ring.

"Hello?" She asked sleepily.

"Sorry for calling late." My voice broke.

"It's fine, Bella. What's wrong?" She asked.

"Edward just came to bed and he's already asleep." I sighed. "We barely talked. Dinner was so awkward."

"Did you ask about the flashbacks?" She questioned.

"No, he was in a snippy mood. I asked where he went this morning and he refused to tell me. All I got was that he went out to breakfast with Emmett and honestly, I don't believe that." I explained quickly and in a hushed tone.

"Bella it sounds like he's struggling. Something is bugging him." Angela said.

"I know." I replied dumbly. "What's your point?"

"He doesn't need to be ignored. It's making matters worse." She said.

"I don't ignore him. He doesn't talk to me!" I insisted.

"Okay, what I mean is you need to be here for him in this time. He clearly needs you Bella. I understand that Edward really isn't being himself and he's being… well rude. That just means you need to try harder. You're an amazing wife, I'm sure, and your husband needs you." She explained quickly.

"What do I do?" I asked her. "I have absolutely no idea."

"Just comfort him. Don't push. Don't ask too many questions. Stay close to him. Soothe him, rub his arm, and kiss him. Make sure that you remind him that you love him. He may be thinking you don't. You never know what's going on. Men need constant reminders, heck I tell Ben daily that I love him and only him. Gee, he makes me call him pookie sometimes!" She laughed and grew serious again. "Just let Edward know that you are there for him."

"Thanks Angela." I whispered.

"I know. I understand this is really hard for you, Bee, but you need to stay strong for him and for you. He might be crumbling." Angela told me.

I swallowed. "I can't watch him grow weak."

"I know. I'd be the same way." She admitted.

"I can't watch our relationship break." I bit my tongue hard after saying those words. "I love him and I can't lose him. Am I over exaggerating?"

"No. You're scared." Angela corrected.

"I am." I answered. "I can't lose my husband."

"Bella..." Angela started.

"He's so distant." I replied after a minute. Yeah, I counted to sixty.

"It's okay Bella." She soothed. "Oh, I hear Ben getting up. I'll call you tomorrow alright?"

"Okay, thanks." I said softly.

"Remind him." She repeated.

"I love him." I sighed mostly to myself.

"Bye."

She hung up.

A/N: Quick chapter I know. Edward chapters are very long! So I'll post the next chapter sooner, if I can...

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