Charlie was on another weekend fishing trip with Billy. I thought it would be perfect for Edward and I, so that he could stay over without us whispering. But no such luck for me. Edward need to go hunting. So, after promising me that Alice predicted that I'd be safe and that he'd be back by the time I woke up, he left.

I hadn't been alone, actually alone, for a long while. It was not refreshing, but kind of scary. I started to hear things, creaks.

Wow, aren't I sane.

I finally was able to fall into a deep sleep. I didn't even dream.

I was woken up by, not cold hands around me, but by the doorbell. I looked at the clock, dimly flashing 2am.

Why would someone ring the doorbell at my house at two in the morning?

I groggily went to answer it. It was Alice. Why would she come to the door?

"Alice?" I became fully awake. "What are you doing here?"

She pulled my outside, and into Edward's volvo. She sped off into the night, towards her and the rest of the Cullen's house.

She still didn't say anything until she pulled to a stop in front of the Cullen Mansion.

"You need to talk to Edward. He wont talk to any of us, but he might talk to you."

"But Alice, isn't he hunting?"

"He came back."

She got out of the car, and I did too. We walked into the house silently.

"She motioned up the stairs. "He's in his room." She gently grabbed my arm and pulled my closer to her, "And, Bella, be careful."

Be careful? Why? I went up to his room. The room that I knew so well.

I knocked on the door.

No answer. What could've he done, to make himself so upset?

I knocked again.

Still no answer. It had to be something bad, something that made him feel horrible.

I knocked once more, and when he didn't open it I slowly let myself in.

"Edward?" I asked. He was sitting on the couch, hands encircled around his knees, eyes shut.

"Edward, are you all right?" He didn't reply, again. I walked towards the couch.

"Edward, what's wrong? Alice came over, she said that I should come talk to you."

I was at his couch by now, and I sat down. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, my head pounding.

I reached my hands towards his face. I led the back of my hand down his cheek.

My heart rate instantly slowed when his eyes opened. Then, so fast I barely saw the movement, his hands were cupping my face and he was staring intensly into my eyes.

I heard a gasp, and then mentally chastised myself when I realised it had been me. I was not helping anything.

Edwards eyes were red. He had drank from a human.

He let go of me and looked away again.

I said the first thing that popped into my head. "I'm sorry."

He jumped up and stared down at me. "You're sorry? For what? Because I'm a monster? Because I killed someone, Bella?" He pointed to his eyes. He walked over to the window that covered the south wall. "Just go, Bella."

So, he wanted me to leave. I couldn't let that happen. I replied, "You know what, Edward, I don't think so. The last time that, I left or was asleep, after something like this happened, you engulghed yourself in thoughts. And after you did that? You left. Oh, and after that? I jumped off a cliff. Don't you remember? And after you figured out that I was alive, you came back, swallowed up in remorse for something that ultimately you started! So, I think that I'm going to stay right here. And you can't make me leave." I crossed my arms over my chest. Then it sunk in on me. I had yelled at him. I had yelled at Edward, my Edward. I could already feel the tears brimming over and down my face.

So quickly, I almost missed it myself, I was against Edward's window. His hands were holding my wrists, too tight, that it actually hurt, and my back back being pushed roughly by glass.

He yelled, "You think I can't make you leave? When I can kill ten humans in an instant, I can't get one human girl, a weak one at that, to get out of my room?"

I was shocked. Edward was really mad at himself. And he was taking it out on me.

I tried to go for a different approach to get him to calm, down. I stared into his red eyes, the tears still falling down my face. "Edward, you're hurting me." And it was true. There were going to be bruises on my wrists, and there might be some on my back.

Edward got a pained expression on his face along with realisation. He let me go as if I was on fire.

I took a step away from the window, and then something settled in on me.

I screamed, "Some weak human girl? Is that all I am to you? Just a plaything, for you to toy away your existence with? I don't think so Edward Cullen. I'm not somebody's toy." I paused and took another step towards the door. "I'm going home. I don't care even you are alone in your thoughts. Frankly, right now, I don't care if you leave again." Wait. What was I saying. Of course I cared if he left. Was I not a zombie after he said goodbye? But, the words kept flowing out of my mouth, and I couldn't stop them. "I'm going home. Where I'll be waiting for you. But don't come unless you're going to at least try to act civilizied!"

My face was soaked with tears, so much that I could hardly see, but I walked to the door anyways.

I didn't look back as I walked out of his room and down the stairs. Alice was waiting when I got to the bottom with open arms. I hugged her, burrying my red face into her shoulder.

"Come on, Bella. Let me drive you home."

I could only nod.

It was a silent ride home, but driving in Edward's vovlo didn't help me at all. I cried even harder as the smell of him washed over me. What was going to happen to us? Sure, we've gotten through worse things before, but the things had never been each other.

I massaged my wrists. There were light blue bruises around both of them.

When we got to my house, Alice didn't even bother opening the door on the driver's side. She could tell that I wanted to be alone.

As I went to close the door she said, "Don't worry Bella, everything is going to turn out all right."

I half-smiled. "Thanks Alice." Good thing that I wouldn't bet against her.

I walked into the house without bothering to turn on any lights. I walked up to my room and crawled under the covers.

I looked out the open window.

"If you're out there, Edward, I love you."

Then I fell into a restless sleep.