Summary: Edward broke up with Bella, but he and the rest of the Cullens didn't leave. They stayed in Forks. To make things worse a certain Winchester shows up at Bella's doorstep days later with heartbreaking news.

BPOV

"You just don't belong in my world Bella," Edward told me.

I gawked at him. "I don't belong in your world," I whispered incredulously. Even though we were standing more than a yard apart, I knew he could still hear me. I laughed harshly. "I was born into this world Edward. You wouldn't-" I stopped myself before I could say anything else. I turned around and stormed back towards my house.

I cried all night. I can't believe I'm crying over a vampire. I never thought this would happen. I moved to Forks to stay away from the Supernatural, but fate had other plans. Apparently, it's my destiny to be miserable.

I got to school late because I wasn't used to driving my truck anymore. I forgot how much faster Edward's Volvo is. When I finally got to class the only seat left was the one next to Edward. I glanced at him as I sat down; he didn't look back. I sank down in my chair and stared straight ahead. Next period I sat down in my usual seat, and Edward sat as far away from me as possible.

Jessica practically attacked me when I came to the lunch table by myself. "What's with you and Edward? Are you guys fighting or something?"

"Jess," Angela scolded.

"Are you and Cullen having problems?" Mike asked, perking up. ew.

I stared down at my tray. "No. W-we broke up."

"You what?" Jessica screeched. "What happened?"

"We just…grew apart I guess," I muttered, still not looking up.

Mike grabbed my hand. I tried not to recoil. "I'm so sorry. Bella, if you need anybody to talk to, I'm here."

"So," Jessica started. "are the Cullens still sitting with us?"

I shrugged.

"Did he break up with you, or did you break up with him?" She asked.

"I really don't think she wants to talk about it," Angela said.

"Fine." Jessica sighed. "But you are going to tell me eventually." She then turned her attention to Tyler.

"Thank you," I mouthed to Angela. She just nodded and smiled sheepishly at me.

Everyone at the table suddenly stopped talking. I glanced up to see what they were looking at. Edward and Alice were walking towards us. For half a second I thought they were actually going to sit with us. I should've known they wouldn't. Alice looked at me as she walked past. She opened her mouth before quickly shutting it and following Edward to one of the tables near the back of the cafeteria.

I didn't go to school for the next rest of the week. I couldn't deal with the looks people were giving me, and the questions they wanted me to answer. I didn't answer my phone either; I knew it was just Jessica wanting to know what happened. I called Angela on Thursday and asked her if she could pick up my assignments for the week. She agreed and told me that she would drop them off Friday after school.

On Thursday I got a call on my cell phone. Only a few people even knew I had a cell phone number, and they wouldn't call unless it was an emergency.

"Hello?"

"Bella?" a deep voice asked.

"Dean,"

I've been in love with Dean Winchester since I was ten. After my father abandoned me to go hunt demons his father John took me in. I met John after my father saved his life. They hunted together for a while. While they were off killing demons, my father would leave me with John's two sons, Sam and Dean. Dean didn't like having to watch me. He wanted to go hunting with his father.

We were in Montana when he left. They were after some bigwig demon. When they came back my father looked at me strangely. He didn't say anything. He just took me back to our motel room. The next morning I woke up and he wasn't there.

I went straight to the Winchester's room. Dean answered the door. He took one look at me before pulling me into his arms. I've been in love with him ever since, but he never felt the same way.

"Hey, sweetheart. How've you been?" Dean asked. He sounded different, scared.

"What's wrong Dean?"

"Bella. I-I don't have much longer, sweetheart," Dean said.

"What are you talking about Dean?" He didn't answer. "Dean!"

"It's a long story that I really don't want to get into. I just want you to know that-God I wish I would've figured this out earlier. Maybe we could've worked things out. Maybe we could've-" Dean trailed off.

"Dean-"

"I love you, Bella! and I wish I would've realized it a long time ago. When you were with us and not now."

"Dean-"

"Do you love me?" Dean asked.

"Of course I do. But Dean-"

"Say it, sweetheart."

"I love you, Dean."

"I love you too, Bella. I have to go now."

"But Dean I still don't" the line went dead. "understand."

I tried calling Dean six times, but he didn't answer. I finally gave up and tried to sleep.

Charlie went fishing with Billy on Sunday, so I had the house to myself. There was a knock on my door around noon.

Sam Winchester stood on my doorstep looking disheveled.

"Sam? What's wrong? Where's Dean?" Dean's Impala was in the driveway, but he was nowhere in sight.

"It's Dean, he's gone." Sam's voice cracked. I just stared at him. "He's dead, Bella."

This idea has been on my mind for a long time, and I finally decided to write it. So this starts at the beginning of New Moon and the end of Season Three. I don't know how long Edward's actually going to be in this story or how much of an impact he's going to have the whole story line. But he will be in it. So thanks for reading. And please review.

*Thanks*