Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. All belong to Stephenie Meyer. I'm just using the names for my storyline.

A/N: Hey all just as promised you, another chapter in the next one to two days. I had to get this one typed out because I'll be out of town till Monday for my Grandma's birthday so please bear with me. I will make my Edward fight for her. He won't give up without a fight. Hope everyone is satisfied with that. But he will suffer and will know the pain of what it's like to hurt like Bella has. Please forgive me for any grammar errors. Someone told me I couldn't count. Please know that yes I can actually count. I graduated high school. I don't take kindly to insults. Please don't insult my intelligence. I am already self conscious about this story enough as it is. If you don't like it, don't read it. I typed Chapter 2 early in the morning so I am sorry for the screw up. I was tired. And yes I plan on making the chapters longer. Gotta get my creative juices flowing. That was the first two chapters. Give me time, please?

Well after that long ass note...

On with the show!

Enjoy!

Re-edited 1-11-11

Previously:

"I can't do this anymore."

My name is Isabella Swan and my fiance belongs to another woman.

BPOV

I watched him drop to his knees and clutch at his heart. I thought he would looked shocked but I never expected him to do this. He looked so lost and scared. It only made me cry harder as I watched the man who didn't love me anymore, crumble. How was I going to do this?

"Bella," he gasped from the floor, "no, baby! You're my life! Please!" He looked at me with tears streaming down his face. I didn't think anymore tears could come out any faster or harder, but they did.

"I can't...can't stay here anymore, Edward," I sobbed, "you won't choose. I can't keep doing this. I don't wanna hurt anymore."

"Bella, I love you!. You can't leave me. I'll' stop, I swear. Please put your clothes back. I...I can't live without you, sweetheart, please," he pleaded still crying from the floor.

"Please, just let me go. I don't want to be with someone who won't give me their whole heart. I won't stand for it! You keep breaking my heart. I can't do it anymore," I cried.

"NO! Don't you ever say that. You have every part of my heart, honey. It's yours, I swear. Baby, please don't leave me. I'll die, Bella. (A/N: I'm one major drama queen. Lol.)

"You won't die, you have that whore on the side. You love her," I spat, thinking about how much I hate her skank ass.

"NO!" he sobbed, "I don't! I don't love her. I've never loved her. I've only ever loved you. Please, Bella, I love only you. I love you so much. Please, sweetheart!" This was starting to piss me off. He claimed he didn't love her, then why won't he let her go? I got up and walked out in the living room, confused. He chased after me.

"So let me get this straight, Edward. You love me?"

"Yes, baby, so much!" he cried.

"Well if I stay with you here, will you let her go? You claim you don't love her, but you won't end it with her. Will you let her go if I stay?"

"I don't know how to, Bella. I don't know how."

I started crying again. I don't understand. This is confusing me. "Why am I not enough for you?" I wailed, "What do I have to do to make myself be enough for you?

Is there something wrong with me? Do I not please you enough, love you enough? What is it? What did I do to make you stray? Everytime I ask you to stop seeing her,

you tell me you will but you don't! You're hurting me, Edward! I love you and I always will, but this is too much for me. Tell me what she has that I don't. Am I not pretty enough? Adventurous enough? Please tell me so I can fix it."

"Help me understand, Edward. I need to understand why," I sobbed, "why won't you end it with her?"

"I..I," he stuttered and hung his head as his hands passed through his hair.

I ran my hands over my face. "You don't have a reason, do you?"

"Baby..." Edward trailed off, his head still hanging.

"Is it because she's blond and has blue eyes? Is it her height? I know it's not her personality because she's a fucking bitch. Do not tell me that she isn't because she is. Maybe not to you, but she is to me."

He still didn't answer me with a full sentence. He just stood there, crying. "Dammit, Edward give me something!" I cried as more tears dripped down my cheeks. "Do you like her body? You like plastic and enhanced, fake women, Edward? Are my breasts not big enough? Am I not tall enough? If you tell me it's her fucking fake tits, I will kick your fucking ass because that is really shallow!"

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with you, honey!" he cried. "You're perfect. Everything about you is perfect!

"Then what is it?" I screamed, still crying. There was no way in hell I looked anywhere near perfect right now. I probably looked like a crazed banshee. "Does she come to your every beckon call?"

Still no answer.

"God!" I screamed and walked down the hall, slammed the bedroom door, sat on the bed and sobbed.

EPOV

She walked away from me.

She walked away. She hates me so much she can't even stand to be near me.

She walked down the hall and slammed the door. I could hear her cries. I went over and sat on the couch and put my face in my hands then gripped my hair. Shit, the neighbors probably could hear us. How was I going to give her a justifiable answer? The only answer I had was that Tanya was my only friend from my childhood who still talked to me and she made feel loved. That answer would piss her right the fuck off because Bella says she loves me everyday.

I'm gonna lose her, my family is gonna hate me, her father is gonna hate me and Tanya will be called a homewrecker. But it was the truth about Tanya. She is the problem. I can quit her but I'll still lose my baby. I won't have anyone to come home to, wake up to in the morning, and hold at night. I would never let Tanya in my bed. That would spoil the smell of my Bella on the sheets.

I was terrified. I felt sick, I couldn't breathe and it seemed like the tears wouldn't stop. I don't want her to find someone else. She's mine and only mine. I may sound selfish but that's how I feel. I can't lose Bella. I got up off the couch and walked to the door. The sound from the other side broke my heart. My baby's sobs were killing me. I turned the knob, walked in and kneeled at her feet. I grabbed her small hands and kissed them.

"Baby, do you remember when we first met?" I asked her. She nodded. Her tears fell on my fingers. "You were sitting on a bench in the middle of winter, God knows why, and reading a book. I didn't understand how someone could stand to sit outside in that weather and read a book. Then when you got up to leave, you still had your nose in the book, so you didn't pay any attention to what was happening around you." She nodded. "That's was the first thing I knew I loved about you, that you loved to read, so I knew you had brains. You kept walking and I saw a small patch of ice coming up but you still had your eyes on the pages. I could see that you were going to slip so I ran over to make sure you wouldn't hurt yourself. I was almost too late, remember, sweetheart?"

She nodded and tried to speak but I put my finger to her lips and continued. "Your foot met the ice, your book flew out of your hands, your hat flew off and you let out the cutest squeal I had ever heard. I caught you before you hit the ground."

"Ed-" she tried to speak, still crying.

"No, baby girl, let me finish. I caught you and the first look at you, it knocked the breath out of me. You were so beautiful, love. You took my breath away. I know that may sound corny to you but that's how it felt to me. I wanted to hold you and never let you go. You had the most beautiful eyes, deep, bottomless pools of chocolate brown. Your lips, God, I wanted to kiss you. Soft pink and full. They looked so inviting, so soft and warm. You had the cutest little button nose and these little freckles dusted across your nose and cheeks. Fuck, Bella, you were like a breath of fresh air and I swear to God, I fell in love with you right then and there. But I wasn't absolutely sure until you talked. And your voice, God, it was soft and husky. I couldn't help thinking how my name would sound rolling off your tongue or how you moaned in the throes of passion. I was done for, baby. My heart sped up and I was a goner. I loved you then. I couldn't take not knowing how your kiss would taste, so I took the plunge and kissed you. God, it was better than the sweetest candy ever made. I just wanted more and more of you but I didn't want to scare you, my sweet girl so I let go of you and helped you pick up your things and apologized for my forwardness but you said-" she cut me off.

"'You don't have to apologize, I wanted that to happen'," Bella said quietly repeating what she first said to me.

"Yes," I laughed still crying, "then you said your name was Bella and I thought it fit you perfectly. I told you I loved you two months later and I never stopped, baby, I loved you then and I love you now and so much more everyday. Please, Bella, I need you with me. Don't give up on us, honey. Please."

BPOV

"I don't know how not to give up," I told him quietly. "You won't give her up and she probably expects you to leave me. I'm only making it easier for your decision. I'm making it for you. You won't give her up, so I am taking myself out of the picture, Edward. It's the only way I know how to solve it.

"No, Bella, no," he cried, "I will give her up, I swear it. Please!" I shook my head and look at him. He looked broken. But he broke me so it's only fair.

"You keep saying that but it never happens, Edward, you never do it. I can't take it anymore. Do you know how much it hurts knowing you go to her when you leave for work. Do you know how much pain I am going through right now?" I asked him while punching my palm. "Do you know how scared I get knowing whether or not you'll come home to me everyday? She doesn't love you. She only says that to lead you to her. She has no heart. She is a money hungry whore. She's a bitch. And until you see her true attitude and trust me when I say she is only after your money, I can't stay here. I can't keep crying at night thinking about how you kiss her or touch her or what you say to her!" The tears started again.

"Do you know how much I hated you the day I found out you were fucking your childhood friend, Edward? I wanted to kill you, I wanted to fucking shoot her. But I was stupid enough to believe you when you told me you would quit. You quit for a while maybe, but you fucking started again!" I yelled at him. He just kept crying.

"She doesn't love you. Hell, she's probably screwing three other people. 'Oh my name is Whore Slut Denali. Let's like, see whoever I'm fucking will like, propose first and then I'll like, dump the other jackasses and leave them with like, no one because I AM A BIG FUCKING STD INFESTED SLUT," I said in a Valley Girl voice. He looked shocked. I laughed coldly, still crying. God, I'm gonna get dehydrated. I've never cried so much in my life.

"I don't understand the hold she has on you, Edward. Is it the sex? Does she do nasty things? Is she kinky? Does she call you master? Do you want me to do that? You haven't made love to me in three weeks. I want you all the time. It seems like you don't even want me anymore. I loved you first and you were mine first. I don't know why she gets you more."

"There's no hold on me, Bella!" he cried, "I love you! I want you all the time!"

"Obviously you don't. I would give myself to you anytime. No matter what because I love you. And I want you. No one will ever love you as much and as deeply as I do. No one, Edward, but you refuse to believe me. So I can't stay here."

"No, baby! Please don't leave me," Edward pleaded and fell to my feet, gripping his hair, "I love you. I love you. I love you. Please, honey, stay with me. I'm begging you, please. Don't leave. Bella, stay with me. I love you too much to let you go!"

I knelt down to his level and grabbed his face, wiped his tears, pushed his soft hair from his forehead and looked into his beautiful eyes. "I'm going to stay with my dad for a while because I miss him," he shook his head no, closing his eyes tightly, as if he was trying to wake up from a dream. "Look at me, Edward," I whispered to him. He opened his eyes and I watched another tear fall. God, I hate this. I love him so much. Stay strong, Bella, you can do this. "You need to tell your family what is going on and I will tell my dad. I know they'll be angry with you, but they will get over it. They love you. I don't know how my dad will feel. He'll probably want to kill you. He'll get over it but it might take some time. Longer than your family."

"No, Bella, please," he whispered, "I can't live without you."

I sighed. "I've called a cab to take me to the bus stop. If you want me, Edward, you need to get rid of Tanya. I won't come back until I have proof that she's gone and when she is I want you to ask me to marry you again because I love you and you're the only man I want. I want that whore gone. You're mine and I don't share."

He sobbed, "Bella..." God, I'm going to miss him. But I can't be with him until that slut is gone. I have to stay strong. I deserve a man who doesn't stray, who belongs only to me.

"Do you want this necklace back?" I sniffed, reaching behind my neck but he stopped my hands.

He shook his head, "No, it's yours. I don't want anyone to have it."

"Ok," I nodded. His head dropped and his shoulders slumped. He wasn't going to win and he knew that. He knew I made my decision and I wouldn't change my mind. I got up to go and get my suitcase and brought it out with me and went to the door. I looked back at him, he was sitting on the couch, head in hands. He looked so broken.

"Hey," I said to him. He looked up. "Come here, honey."

He walked over to me. I grabbed his face and kissed his eyes, cheeks, chin, forehead and finally kissed his lips. Once, twice, three times and wrapped my arms around him tightly, burying my face in his neck, breathing in his scent, and felt the tears fall on his neck. His tears fell onto my shoulder. We held on tightly to each other maybe for a minute more and I let go then looked up at him.

"I love you, Edward."

"I love you, too, Bella. Goodbye, my angel." He was pulling at his hair.

"Bye." I opened the door, blew a kiss to him, took one last look at my beautiful man and closed the door. I walked to the elevator walked inside, waited for the doors to close then broke down completely.

My name is Isabella Swan and my heart is broken.

EPOV

I watched my life walk out the door. As soon as it closed, I leaned against the door, slid to the floor and sobbed into my hands.

My name is Edward Cullen and my baby, the love of my life, is gone.

A/N: *Wipes tears* I'm a big softy. This made me cry. What about you? Love/like/hate it? Was it long enough for ya? Who's POV do you want next

It's late guys. See you in a couple days :)

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