I've made my choice.

Sitting there in my dad's hospital room, I finally made my decision as to what would happen to me by next week.

The only problem was how could I tell the ones I loved my decision?

Walking out of the hospital room, I found Edward leaning against the wall.

"Bella, what happened?" he asked as he saw my teary eyes once I entered the hallway.

I somewhat told him the truth, "Charlie's gonna be dead by tomorrow".

The reason why I didn't tell him about England was because I couldn't bear to see his face once he found out my choice.

I made up my mind to move.

Transfer a thousand miles across the Atlantic to England with my family.

I'd leave them heartbroken, but just like Renee I couldn't stand it any longer. I had to recluse myself from Charlie's death.

Maybe in time, I could come back. A year or two would be enough for me to get space. Then maybe the ones I'd leave behind wouldn't be too heartbroken.

We both walked in silence to a small bench in the hospital garden. It was our own secluded place for now and as I stared at him, I kept thinking about how much I really did love him.

So we just sat there, holding hands and even stealing a kiss or two. The saddest part about leaving him would be remembering how much time we spent together as little kids, immature children, and adolescent teens.

"I love you, Edward," I said as I leaned into his shoulder.

He kissed my hair, "I love you, Bella; more than you will ever know."

Three days later…

Back home, I had already packed my important belongings for London. Renee wouldn't sell the house; in fact, she'd just keep it maintained for vacations and visits to L.A. during fashion week.

Sami had left, as she said, the day Charlie died. I knew we could never keep up this argument so I decided to apologize to her once she sees me in London.

The funeral was today and right after the small get together in the main room, Renee and I would leave for London.

The only problem left was that Edward still had no idea.

Alice knew and so did everyone else. They'd given me small gifts. But none of them compared to what I would leave behind.

I put on the black dress Renee had given me and looked around my room.

It looked the same except for the stack of luggage that lay next to the chimney.

When we got home the day Charlie died, I had only realized that it was already a new year. Since I slept through the countdown, I had completely forgotten our purpose in Vegas.

The funeral was short and private.

Sure, the entire city knew of the loss and the media had been trying to get around somehow. But right now, the only people here were those whom Charlie knew best; our families, our friends, and a few photographers for newspapers.

It was around fifty-six degrees- cold for L.A. and I was wearing a thick sweater.

No one spoke but the wind.

It howled and yelled as we stood on the hilltop watching my father being buried six feet under.

Though life always had to end, I couldn't help but wonder why life had to be so short.

A tender age of thirty-three. Dead. Gone.

My tears had gone away and I only stared at the cloudy horizon of the usually sunny California.

"Love, your mother's calling you," Edward said as he put his hand on my shoulder.

Nodding, I followed the young man I'd leave behind in just a few hours.

"Bella, dear, let's get in the car for the reception. They'll meet us there," Renee lead me back to the Escalade and we drove back to the house in silence.

Only our closest friends were there at the reception.

I nodded everytime someone said their condolences out of respect.

And though, I was appreciative, I knew that none of them felt what I was going through right now.

"Bella," Alice said to me, "Let's talk one last time."

We strolled out to the backyard near the swimming pool.

"So you're leaving," she said quietly.

I nodded.

"I'm going to miss you, Bella," she pulled me into a hug.

"Me, too."

Alice released her grip and said, "Does Edward know?"

I shook my head.

"You have to tell him."

"I will. Once everyone leaves, I'll take the liberty of being the bearer of bad news," I sadly spoke.

She took both of my hands into her tiny ones, "Bella, you'll always be my sister, okay? I don't care if I won't speak to you until four years from now. I just really want you to know that I love you, Bella."

She cried and this time, both of us were there to weep with each other.

"I can't believe I'm doing this Alice," I said as we both looked out at the backyard.

Her face was filled with sorrow, "I can't say anything, Bella. I love you but I don't want you to make a choice that you'd regret later on."

"But what if I'm making the wrong choice? It's bad enough for you but what about Edward? Oh great, my first real relationship and it barely lasts two months."

I continued, "And I've known everyone here for my entire life. In England, I only know two people- Gabe and Sami. Though, we're not even in the best of terms right now."

"What happened?" she asked.

I told her of our disagreement at the Subway.

"Oh," she said, "Well, she's your sister. She'd never hate you."

"Oh but what if she does? I'd go to England knowing two people that HATE me," I lowered my head.

"It's okay but we'll still talk to each other right?" she said as she raised her iPhone in the air.

I giggled at her little joke and wondered how large the phone bills would be if we kept in touch.

Shivering as the cold air brushed against my skin, we agreed to go back inside and enjoy each others company one last time.

"In an hour sweetheart," Renee said as I walked past her. Nodding, I began to look for Edward.

I found him on the foosball table with Emmett and motioned for him to come up with me.

He softly kissed me as we entered my bedroom, pushing my strands of hair out of my face.

I pulled back and turned to the pile of luggage nearby. His face turned to look at it and was dismayed once he saw it.

"You're going on vacation?" he said as he saw my sad face.

"No."

"What's with the bags then?"

"I'm leaving."

"Leaving?"

I couldn't stand to see his broken face but I never imagined him to look so sad. Loving him was the most I could do but my mother wouldn't live alone without me and I couldn't live without her.

"I'm going to England," I said as I crashed into his chest and began weeping.

It's alright, I tried to tell myself. First love only, right.

"I'll miss you, Edward. But I can't stay here. I'll go to England with my mom. Maybe I can visit once in awhile," I said against his chest.

"Shh, Bella, it's not okay but I'll be fine. I don't really know what to say…"

"You can tell me 'goodbye'," I said as I pulled away from him.

"What? When are you leaving?" he asked as he grabbed my hand.

"Now," I let go of his and picked up my bags.

This hurt, it honestly did. I'd miss him but I'd get over it in time. Hopefully I would.

"Bella," he twisted me around and I faced him before exiting the room, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

More tears fell down my face, "I didn't want to see you sad."

"Goodbye Edward," I looked at up him and leaned into his lips on last time.

This kiss was more meaningful than the others. Even more than our first kiss.

"I love you," I said as I pulled away.

He finally let go of my hand, "I love you, too."

On lonely nights I start to fade
(On lonely nights I start to fade)
Her love is a thousand miles away
(Her love is a thousand miles away)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again

Memories made in the coldest winter

It's 4am and I can't sleep
(It's 4am and I can't sleep)
Her love is all that I can see
(Her love is all that I can see)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again

Memories made in the coldest winter
Winter, winter

Goodbye my friend will I ever love again
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again

If spring can take the snow away
(If spring can take the snow away)
Can it melt away all of our mistakes
(Can it melt away all of our mistakes)
Memories made in the coldest winter
Goodbye my friend I won't ever love again

And with those last words from his mouth I left him standing in my room all alone.

Hmmm…

Sad, no? And yes, my chapters haven't been to long this time but I want to keep the story going.

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