It was the next day. The minute I woke up I knew it wasn't going to end well. Already I had a nervous feeling in my stomach, like I was about to start a race or give a speech. 'I feel disgusting' I mentally thought. And that made me shake - more or less because I knew what I would do to him. And I think Edward knew there was something up.

The silence between us during the day was painful, tense but it had to be this way. If I got too close to him I might not be able to let go. And I had to. A world without Edward was just, crushing. 'Ugh', I thought to myself. Just the idea repulsed me. I couldn't and wouldn't let him die.

For the most part of the morning, Edward watched me do things around the house. I tried to keep myself occupied and to avoid watching him, but continuously, I was caught off guard when he saw me staring.

I wandered around the house in a daze with so many things in my head, and it wasn't till I was halfway out the front door I realized I was being taken against my will.

I screamed and thrashed in my captors arms. There was no way I was leaving Edward yet. I hadn't even said goodbye to him. I frantically looked in the house for him and I couldn't find him. This was all going the wrong way. Force was used against my body to stop me struggling, as a tight arm help my limbs down and another covered my mouth. I was spun around to face my captor. I closed my eyes and prayed silently.

'Please Edward,' I silently begged. 'Please know I love you and I never meant to hurt you. Please believe me, I will never ever stop loving you-'

"Bella," came a frightened voice. It was the one I knew too well. The one I was physically drawn too. Of course it was him. My rescuer. The captors right hand on my mouth dropped.

"Edward, help!" I yelled, eyes still shut. I didn't want to look at the evil mans face, or worse – the pained look I knew would be on his.

The arms moved to my arms, and they proceeded to violently shake me. I decided to open my eyes, to let this monster know how much I despised him, and when I looked, I felt my body collapse to the ground. I felt so heavy, like I was a ton of bricks. The arms felt my body's retreat to the pavement and they tightened around me once again.

It was Edward. He was the one that had been holding me the whole time.

"Bella," he said. Stern and forceful. But I could hear that fear and anger was there too. It must have registered on my face.

Moments later, he lifted my chin so I could not escape the full glare of his eyes.

"You are not telling me something. Stop hiding whatever it is from me."

"I'm not Edward. I swear, I would never keep anything from you."

"Do you swear, Bella?" he questioned. "We can't enter into a marriage with secrets! You do realize that don't you?!"

I hadn't seen him this worked up for months. I could tell his anger was more thanks to the fact he wanted to read his mind, but more that something was troubling me and he knew it.

"Yes, Edward. I swear on my life-"

"DON'T do that." This startled me. "I'm sorry," he said. "But don't- not on your life. I don't want you to risk it anymore for me then you do everyday."

I lent across to kiss him. He was just so amazing. Amazing that he loved someone as plain as me, amazing that he cared so much for my life, and amazing that he still, day after day, trusted me.

He lent down to kiss me. His lips reached mine, and we kissed. It was soft and controlled, short too. I could tell that much. And soon, his lips were at my throat, kissing with more force. He moved them across my neck, to the crack of my neck.

"Edward," I gasped. "Wha – What??"

His lips moved back up to mine, and kissed me passionately. I could feel him smile into it. "You're to stressed love. I was trying to calm you down. You have been for almost a week to. Relax!"

I grabbed his hand and walked with his to his silver Volvo. He had tried to take me somewhere, but my little performance had stopped this and I was not going to let me ruin my last few hours with him. As he walked me to the passanger side of the car, I realized that with all the drama I was caught up in, I had failed to give Edward his gift.

I was seated, and Edward was settling himself into his seat when I opened the door, to race inside and retrieve them. "And where do you think your going?" questioned Edward.

"Inside!" I said slamming the door, I said, excited. I ran to the front door when once again, Edward's hand grabbed mine.

"I'm sorry Bella, what did I do?" His eyes were sad. I couldn't understand what he meant.

"What?" I asked, with a confused look covering my face.

"Did I hurt you? Oh Bella, I'm sorry. Please, just get back-" I cut him off. After the mention of hurt I realized he had taken trip back into the house as that I didn't want to be with him and go with him. This caused me to laugh. "What?" he asked incredulously.

In between giggles I managed to get out, "Oh Edward. Don't worry. I just needed to fetch something from the house." He looked at me in disbelief and then a smile began to appear on his lips too. He laughed as well. I took this as an opportunity to run inside and retrieve his gift and when I came back out, he was already back in the car.

"You fascinate me" he said as I got back in and clicked my seatbelt in place. "I never know what to think of what you do. I am always wrong."

I smiled, as he started advancing to his house. "You thought I finally was running away from you screaming didn't you?" I had a smug look on his face, and he saw it too. I was manipulating his very words.

"Bella, Bella, Bella. You never forget anything do you?"

"Nope. Not one."

When we reached the house, Edward at his vampire speed ran around to open my door and help me out of the car. I heard a boom of laughter – probably Emmett and this caused my mind to wonder to what I would shortly do. 'Shit,' I thought. The whole family would hear me destroy their son's heart.

Edward, unfazed by my slight thinking trip pulled me up to the main doors of the house and helped me inside. Once inside the entrance, being the gentleman he always was, he took my coat from me and kissed my hand.

He led me up into his room, and sat me down on his bed. My heart started to beat faster. Being alone with him was not good. I wanted Alice and Jasper in here too. To distract me – so I could put if off.

He came and sat at my side. I took his hand in mine. He smiled.

"So miss Bella, fancy listening to some music? Or can I play you a new song I've written?" I looked at him with complete sympathy. How could I ruin his buzz? He was so elated with me being here to hear his song. I couldn't ruin it.

'Please,' I mentally begged. 'Please push me away Edward. You should be disgusted with me even thinking about what I'm going to do. And I have to do it… I will keep you safe! You hear me, I will keep you alive!'

He was pretty much bouncing off the walls. I shook my head in agreement and he raced me downstairs and sat me beside him on the piano stool. I looked him in the eye and kissed his nose, and after this, he proceeded to play.

It was the most beautiful thing I heard. Anything Edward did was beautiful. But his music was just amazing. I watched his face the whole time he played, marveling at his concentration. His eyes swept over the keys like his long fingers, and I quietly chuckled watching him bite down on his tongue in parts of the song.

It wasn't until Edward had finished playing that I noticed I was crying. He wiped away my tears and kissed the top of my head as I hugged him. Little did he or I know the amount of water works which would come.

We headed back to his room, and as we walked through the living room I noticed it was empty. I froze in my tracks, and once again, Edward's body reacted to mine.

"What is it love?" he asked, concern in his voice.

"Where is your family?" I gulped. I hope Edward wouldn't hear.

But instead he chuckled. "Is that all? Silly Bella." He ruffled my hair. "They've gone out hunting to give us some privacy."

I almost choked. Now it was even worse. The Cullen's would come back and find a broken Edward. He would be helpless. And I would be long gone, in La Push to save his life. And he would never know. But there was some comfort in this. Hopefully they would hate me. Despise me for what I was about to do to their son. And they would stop Edward ever looking for me.

And that was when it hit home. 'Why would he look for me?' If I broke his heart surly he wouldn't want me. All I did in this family was cause damage. My breathing picked up, and so did my heartbeat. All I wanted was to get married to this beautiful creature. I loved him and he loved me. Wasn't that what many people spend their whole life searching for? I thought so. I had found my prince charming. And now I had to tell him I didn't want him.

I believed this to be crueler and more painful than death.

We walked back up to his room, where I would do the unthinkable. I told him to meet me there, I needed a human minute. As he left me, I ran into the kitchen and retrieved a pen and paper and wrote a note to him and attached it to the cufflinks. I sat it in the middle of the kitchen bench and went to meet him.

As I neared the top of the stairs I tripped. Edward was instantly at the door and saw me struggling for my balance. He looked at me and went to help me, holding out his hand for support. But I ignored it. Edward looked startled by my actions as I strode into the room.

I walked over to the window and took a deep breath with my back to him. I could tell he was a little behind me, standing near the bed. 5 feet away. How I longed for him to be closer. I took several deep breaths, as my breathing was erratic.

The pain inside my chest burnt. I felt like it was singeing me.

"Love," he said, clearly worried. "What is it? You can tell me. Oh please, Bella, let me in!" He came towards me but I stepped back. I had to keep up my facade for at least 10 more minutes. He went to touch me but I moved away.

"Bella," he said, completely worried. "Please tell me." But this time he didn't touch me. He didn't even try.

But I couldn't tell him. I never could. Or would. Edward Cullen would not die because of me. A world without him was pointless.

I took a deep breath and spun around to face him. Yet I couldn't him in the eye.

"I don't want to ever see you again."