Another Chapter :]]

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The days went by, everywhere I turned the melody was heard. It became unbearable. I grew distant from Bella, I would not go to school, I would not hunt, I would not even talk to my own family. It pains Esme to see me this way. But what else am I to do? I have a wife that I do not remember. Did she re-marry, have children, did she still love me after all those years? This is becoming pointless, I am becoming a shadow of myself, I must decide what I am going to.

"Edward?" Emmett, the burly brother of mine questioned. I must have been to enticed in my own thoughts to of heard him coming. "You should come down stairs; we all want to talk with you." He turned around and walked out of my room. I sighed, and dragged myself off of my black leather couch.

I made it to the living room- my family and Bella awaiting me. I sat down in one of the pure white arm chairs; the rest facing me. We all sat there in an eerily uncomfortable silence. Surprisingly Rosalie was the first to break it.

"Edward, what the hell is going on with you?" She more exclaimed than questioned.

"Rosalie! Watch your language!" My 'adoptive' mother, Esme, scolded. Rosalie, of course, ignored her.

"Edward, really, I normally wouldn't care about you brooding, but this is starting to affect me! It's causing this family to be depressed!" Rosalie continued.

"This does not concern any of you!" I replied.

"The hell it doesn't!" Jasper, surprising, exclaimed; like Rose, he ignored Esmes scowl. "You are our brother; we have a right to know why you are acting like this. Look at Bella, can't you see what you are doing to her."

"My past…" it was all I could manage, barely above a whisper.

"Well enlighten us, my dear brother!" Rose demanded.

"Just let him be, this is a touchy situation for him." Carlisle defended.

"No, Carlisle I need to explain before I leave."

"Leave? Edward are you sure?" Carlisle asked. Everyone's faces matched one another; shock and horror. Bella looked confused and near tears.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'll explain why I am leaving," I inhaled before I continued. "When I was turned, I lost a defining part of my human life, more like a defining person. Her memory was erased from me; I had no way of knowing. Carlisle tried to enlighten myself on my forgotten memories, I refused to know," I paused, and watched everyone's expectant faces, ignoring their thoughts- frankly I did not want to know. "I've been hearing this melody the past few days, I don't know if it is in my head or if it is really playing; none-the-less, I am hearing it. I asked Carlisle about the girl, hoping she may have a connection to the melody, she did; she was my wife. I was married, and I left her. Her name was Samantha, Samantha Jameson. I'm going…" I was cut off by Esme.

"You were married to Samantha Jameson? You were that Edward Masen? Edward she was a fashion icon of her time! I remember hearing of her in the papers. Oh Edward," Esme cooed.

"You know her?" I asked.

"Of course, Edward, I'm assured Rose also heard of her. We all lived as humans around the same time." Esme replied, Rose grinned and nodded. She eerily reminded me of Alice.

"Fashion icon? I didn't know. But I am leaving for Chicago, tomorrow. I need to know about my past. I need to know about her." I stated. I couldn't look at Bella; it pained me to see the silent tears streaming down her face.

"I'm going with you," Bella cried.

"So are we, all of us," Esme stated.

I couldn't argue, I just nodded in affirmation.

"Wait," Emmett boomed. "Let me get this straight, Edwards not the one hundred seven year old virgin?" Everyone, minus Bella and myself, laughed at his random outburst.

"No, Emmett. I am assuming not!" I grumbled.

Soon Carlisle was on the phone making the arrangements with Charlie. Everything was settled. The plane tickets were bought and it was decided that we would stay at my parents' old home in Chicago. I wondered how I managed to gain it; it should have gone to my widow. It must have sent off some red flags to her, to the courts, my thoughts trailed off; they were broken by the most intoxicating scent.

"E-E-Edward…" Bella stuttered

"Yes, my love?"

"Why haven't you told me before?"

"I didn't know. I just found out about this myself. Bella, I'm sorry. I love you. Please understand, I would never have kept this from you."

"I just can't understand how you could forget you wife!" She muttered.

"If it helps any, neither do I," I sighed and reached out to hold her. Soon she feel asleep, my thoughts lingered on her and Samantha. What was to become of Bella and I now?

Yes, they are going to Chicago. I wonder what will happen there. Hmmm continue reading and you will find out!