IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE: Being the first time I have written any Twilight fanfiction, on or off site, most of the dialogue is taken directly out of the movie script for the first couple chapters, including this prologue. I apologize but I need to get a better grasp of the characters mindset and show the gradual diversion from the plot line. All rights are reserved to the author, Stephanie Myers and the Screenwriter.

"We need to leave Forks."

The shock and confusion set in before the question even registered in her brain. Unconsciously words slipped from her tongue, asking questions while her conscious tried to catch up with her.

"What? Why?" Leave Forks? Forks had become her home, more than Phoenix had ever been. Despite his rather clueless nature Charlie had become her Father and the idea of leaving became a foreign concept. She stared at his amber eyes, beautiful proof of his appreciation for human life, and tried to search for some reason as to why this would be even considered. His eyes, usually full of care and wisdom, were expressionless.

"It's time. Carlisle's supposed to be 10 years older than he looks; people will start noticing. " Eternal youth was only one of the many symptoms of being a vampire, along with the unquenchable thirst for human blood, but it was the most obvious and Edward has shared with her the many times this specific perk had robbed them of a home. The constant move was the price they had to pay for interactions with humans. None the less the idea of leaving Forks filled her with a dread she couldn't understand.

"But...when?" Her hesitant question was met with a swift answer that only served to tighten the knot in her stomach.

"Now." The answer was sharp and his eyes still carried the eerie expression of nonchalance. She reeled back in shock, trying to take this sudden change in. She scrambled for a reply and stumbled out an answer, words as clumsily as her feet normally are.

"I have to think of something to tell Charlie but I can be ready-" the rest of her sentence, uncertain that it was, died in her throat, overpowered by the cold words Edward spat.

"Not you. Us" Her heart exploded. She stared in shock. Since when did her and Edward become an us and them principle? She always thought that she belonged with them, that their family was the family she was meant to be a part of. Carlisle and Esme where the ideal parents, Emmett was her big brother and Rosalie was the older sister who had no time for her. Alice was her best friend and Jasper-

"What?-no-Edward, what happened with Jasper-that was nothing. " She reasoned, pleading with him to think. this. through. He easily shot back a response and it shocked her and how well thought thought through this was, like he had been thinking about this for a while. She couldn't bear to think about it any longer.

"Nothing compared to what could have happened. You don't belong in my world. " And there it was, what Rosalie had been saying since Day 1. Her biggest fear. That she truly didn't belong with them, with him, that she wasn't good enough. For the first time in her life she belonged somewhere, with someone and now that person was shredding that hope along with her heart.

"I belong with you. " It was a desperate plea for him to simply remember. They were in love. They were soulmates. Isn't that what he always said? That they belonged to each other and no one else?

"No you don't. " This was the first bit of emotion he has shown in this little debacle. His eyes hardened, his beautiful amber eyes that were supposed to be filled with love where overflowing with anger and hate and his jaw clenched.

"I'm coming. " She straightened her back and tried to pretend to be commanding. As usual in his presence, her confidence faded and it sounded more like a question that a demand.

"I don't want you to come!" He growled out, losing his pristine composure and gaining his anger along with it. She crawled into herself and flinched from his words.

"You don't...want me?" The words confirmed her fear. She wasn't good enough for him and he finally realized it himself.

"No. " It was blunt and harsh and everything her elegant Edward isn't. She stepped backwards, trying to understand where this was coming from.

"I'd like to ask one favor though. " There it was, the Edward she knew and loved. He wouldn't leave her in shambles like this. She looks up, staring into his amber eyes with a hope welling in her chest, overpowering the knot and dreaded resting in her stomach.

"Don't do anything stupid or reckless - Do you understand?" He paused, eyes searching mine and finding the hope so obviously on display.

"...for Charlie's sake. Just...take care of yourself. " A smile almost lit up her face at his concern but was hidden by the fact that he was still abandoning her.

"I...yes...I will" She stumbled over her words, uncertain and endearing. His eyes softened momentarily. He spoke, hoping his words will offer some comfort when all they did in reality was show her the finality of the situation and ignite a desperation in her so deeply that it overpowered her dignity.

"Don't worry. You're human. Time heals all wounds from your kind. Particularly if you're not reminded." No, she refused to let him leave her. She couldn't handle if he left her. They are soul mates, her life has no purpose without him.

"No this is-don't do this. Please" It was a plea, without dignity or care, it was the sheer desperation of a woman whose entire life was about to be ripped away from her.

"Try to understand. Every moment with you is about restraint. You're too fragile. I'm tired of pretending to be something I'm not. Reigning myself in to be with a human. " His face was hard again, his eyes closed off. He was beginning to get angry again so she interrupted to give a second desperate plea.

"Then take my soul. I don't care! I don't want it without you!-" She would have went on but was interrupted by heart shattering words, words that confirmed every doubt she had, words that proved to her that what little self worth she had she didn't deserve. Words that killed her and destroyed her at the same moment they left the vampires lips.

"You're not good for me. " She could almost hear the "enough" he forgot to say but it was clear in his eyes, his resolve. He continued.

"I've let it go on too long. I'm sorry." Sharp tears spring at her eyes and she knows if she starts crying she'll never stop. He steps forward to kiss her and she leans forward, hoping, but the kiss ends a second after it starts.

"I promise it will be like I never existed. Goodbye Bella. " He may have said her name earlier but this time she hung onto it, repeating it over and over in her head, pretending he was whispering it in her ear. In her despair she missed his look of sadness and by the time she opened her eyes, which she didn't remember closing, (have they been shut this entire time?) he was gone.

"-wait-" She whispered, voice cracking and shaking. She spun around, her eyes searching for any hint of him. A breeze, a blur, anything, until she saw it.

It was just a leaf. A little red-bronze thing fluttering in the wind, the only hint to his direction. She ran after him, her feet certain for the first time in her life, panting and scrambling after him.

"Edward?!"

His name left her lips and the sound was pained even to her own ears.

She kept running and running deeper into the wood, the uselessness of her actions not escaping her. She knew she will not catch him but also that she must try. She ran and ran until she didn't remember what happened next. Perhaps she tripped and knocked herself out. Perhaps she fell and refused to get up. Perhaps she sank at the knees and didn't get up, couldn't get up, because her broken heart and shattered mind anchored themselves to the ground in the hopes Edward would come back for her. The last thing Isabella Swan remembered was a gigantic black wolf, a man's arms around her, too warm to be His arms, floating above the ground and the feeling of dread she had since Edward suggested leaving Forks lifting from her stomach replaced by a betraying feeling of satisfaction.