Whew, this is actually a lot longer than I expected, but after I finished Edward's, I couldn't stop my fingers from typing or my mind from imagining. Anyway, here's your chappy #4! Enjoy and REVIEW!!!!! PLZ!!!

Oh, right, I do not own Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Midnight Sun or Breaking Dawn. Everything this fanfic is based off of is from the incredible mind of Stephenie Meyer. God bless her.

Bella

I find it strange how I used to hate horror movies and books and ever since Edward left, I still seem to suddenly live off of them. I almost cry when there aren't any new releases. Ever since Edward left, I can't sit through even a romance commercial. It's rather pathetic really, since it's been this way ever since Charlie had wanted me to start going out with friends again back when he was alive. I watch comedy every once in a while, but mostly only when I have really sunk into my own personal little black hole.

Now, to get my mind off things, I'm watching Freddy pop the veins off of a guy's wrist. That's all I know about the guy, I never could remember his name. To me he's just That Guy Whose Veins Were Popped Out and Became a Personal Mannequin for Freddy.

Just Freddy was about to dangle the guy out of the window, I heard Alice's thoughts.

'I'm glad you're doing this. It's a good thing, even if it may be painful.'

Oh, crap. I turned off the T.V. and DVD player, cleared the bathroom by stuffing everything in the bottom drawer under the sink, and fixed my room the way Charlie had left it years ago. I ran to hide in Charlie's closet, covering my scent as I went along.

I knew that if I were human, he would easily find me, not because of my scent, though that would have played against me as well, but because I know my heart would've been beating a thousand miles an hour. I also would have been crying my eyes out just at the thought that Alice and he were even coming. I couldn't believe it.

I shut my eyes tight and stopped breathing, before my panting would give me away. Footsteps came onto the porch. I wouldn't have heard them if I were human, but now I heard them loud and clear. I even heard his perfect breathing as he sauntered in through the door.

Edward

As soon as we stepped in, her scent overpowered me once more. I almost started to scream again, but Alice had brought Jasper as well, so he could calm me for the moment if things got bad.

Things were getting bad. I couldn't even be in the living room without picturing me beside her, playing with her hair and quoting Romeo as she cried her eyes out for Juliet. I truly wished she would come back to me like Juliet did. Even if we both died after, it'd all be worth it just to see her smiling at me once again.

"I'm sorry Alice, I just can't. Not now. It's too much to bear." I managed. My voice sounded strained and a little high pitched. Never had I faltered that much. Even when I told her I didn't want her anymore.

Alice smiled empathetically. "Alright. We'll try again when you're calmer about all this." she said simply. Jasper nodded, leading the way back to the Volvo.

I knew I owed her more than my fear to see her things again. I owed her so much more than to not be able to go into the room in which we spent every night. I owed her everything. And I only tantalized.

Bella

I stood in shock. He… he came to see me? No… he came to say his farewell. He thinks you're dead, Bella, remember that.

Wait. He thinks I'm dead. Why didn't I think of that before? What am I going to do tomorrow? I can't just waltz into the classroom with the chance of one of them seeing me there… I could have Alice or Edward in one of my classes as I did that first year we met! I refuse to cut my hair, but I can't gain weight or change my facial features! How am I going to hide from him?

Sure, I can prevent them from finding my scent and read their minds in order to know when they're coming in my direction, but what exactly will I do if I have one of them in the end?

I considered my options as I sunk to my knees, still in a closet that had my father's scent all over it. How I missed his scent… I still can't say exactly what it is, but at this moment, it was enough to get me to sob again. I felt weak, so weak that for once, I honestly felt like just giving up and going as far away from the world as I could. It seemed so wrong for us both to be here, and still I was happy to hear his voice. My heart somehow pieced part of itself together in just those few seconds that he was there. I wanted Edward to hold me in his arms again, just like he used to before that incident with Jasper. I wanted him to kiss my forehead and rub his nose against the back of my head, teasing the hunger he knew he was brewing inside of both our hearts at the time. I just wanted him to stay. This is what brought the tears. Not my father's scent, but just the simple fact that if Edward did see me tomorrow, he would surely leave. Leaving me behind with nothing. Just like before.

The sound of the alarm clock shook me out of my trance. I slowly made my way to my bedroom, tripping over a slightly loose board in the hall. I guess the house was old now. Even if, technically, I wasn't. To think that being a vampire is supposed to make me more graceful. Well, I only trip about three times now, so I guess it is an improvement.

I reached through my closet to pick out my denim jeans and the blue shirt that Edward had once given me. Wait. What if he recognizes me because of it? No, there could be millions of this shirt out there. It's a surprise I haven't seen one. Well, maybe I didn't want to notice it. Still, I exchanged the blue shirt for a gray undershirt and a white shirt that had a man getting knocked out with some boxing gloves and the words "I love you" underneath it. I loved that shirt. How ironic that the word can represent the pain that goes with it.

After I got dressed, I heard branches swaying more than usual outside. Then I heard Alice again.

"Edward, you shouldn't go up there like this. There is a door in the front. You go up the porch, turn the knob and go up the stairs next to the kitchen." Alice scolded, like she was talking to an infant.

"Sh… I just want to go up like this one last… time." Edward said. I turned quickly around, and ran for Charlie's closet again. I heard him enter my room. I wanted to scream at the thought that he was in there. Not out of anger or fear, it was just such a sinfully delicious thought that this night, even if just for this night, I could lay with the scent of the vampire I loved.

Then I realized that I hadn't put any of my things away. I hadn't replaced my scent since last night, to be safe, but I had taken out a few things from the sink where I had dumped it last night. Obviously, he noticed too.

"Alice… someone's been up here."

"No." Alice said, sounding a bit unsure of her own words as she began to notice the misplaced objects herself.

"I heard that Charlie had left everything as it was, and he died in bed, so no one has occupied the home since. Her things are still where she left them. Everything's been left just the way she left it since she…" she cut herself short. I hugged my knees close to my chest, my head spinning even as I dug it between my knees again.

Edward was still stiff. I could only imagine Emmett's description of Edward hunting. 'Lion…lion…lion…' my mind repeated to itself, as if wanting to emphasize how rough and powerful his posture must be. I could almost see his flawless lips in a straight line, his eyes a piercing liquid onyx. He saw through Alice's words and knew something was wrong. I shut my eyes tight as I began to hear light footsteps. Steps I would never have heard if I were still human.

Why didn't I just run? There was at least a fifty percent chance that I could get away, since he had no scent to follow. He might not even notice, if I was lucky. Still, I felt glued to the spot. The fact that I couldn't will myself proved something that I'd partly refused to admit for all these painful years. I wanted him to find me. My body and soul had yearned for him all this time and now it finally had the chance to actually lay eyes on him from close up, even for just a brief second. In this short moment, my brain was considering the different encounters. As each one went through my mind, I hadn't realized I'd gotten up. My legs were involuntarily gliding towards my room, as if even the thought of doing it would be useless. It felt natural, as if I simply had to be there at this very moment. I tried to will myself to stop, but once again, my body would not listen to me. Before I knew it, I was standing right in front of the open door to my bedroom. Two chocolate brown eyes were gazing at me with a shocked expression. It was Alice. Alice had seen e.

I knew in that very moment that if my heart were beating, it would have stopped in that instant. Her lips parted and I heard a gasp. Edward turned to her direction, meticulously, quickly. When he saw her features, he made a glance towards the door, where I stood. I ran. Before he could even see me, I ran.

My entire being didn't know what it wanted now. Was I really ready for Edward to know? Or would I be praying tonight that Alice not say a word?