So, this is a new story. I know, it's not what I have been working on… but I was inspired.

This story is rated M for a reason. Please do not read if you cannot handle adult situations and language. I do not want to be reported because someone that shouldn't be reading this does and then gets offended. So please, you are warned!

Disclaimer: It's not mine; SM owns all the characters… I own nothing obviously, I just take credit for this little bit of intense fuckery right here. Also, I don't own the song that inspired this story, obviously. Credit for that goes to Bruno Mars.

I wasn't going to let anyone break me. I would hold myself together and live a full and happy life, without him. I was going to move on and not look back, just like he wanted me to. So, how come when I finally get my sunlight… the rain comes back?

*It Will Rain*

Chapter One – Picking Up The Pieces

I stood completely dumbfounded with my hands hanging limply at my sides. I couldn't move, nor did I want to even try. What could I even do? What the hell just happened? I mean… He was gone and I was left alone to fend for myself. I had always known that I wasn't good enough for him, and he'd just told me as much. A pain ripped through my chest, turning slowly into a burning rage that I'd never felt before in my life.

The first raindrop hit my face and I didn't move to wipe it away. The sky was going to cry the tears that I couldn't seem to bring myself to shed. This was always in the back of my mind - He was going to leave me eventually, so I couldn't be surprised. How he'd gone about it though, now I was consumed with rage and hate. He was the one that wasn't good enough for me. I wasn't going to just lie down and let depression take me over; I was going to do exactly what he told me to do. I was going to move on and live my life, with or without the Cullen's.

The sky opened up and I could only stand there and let the rain soak through my clothes, chilling me to the bone. I lifted my face toward the sky and let the rain splash against my skin and then ran my hands through my hair. The sky had darkened and I looked around me, the forest was almost completely dark now and I had no fucking clue where I was.

He had left me in the forest, by myself…

"Hello," I hollered, "Can anyone hear me?"

Of course I knew I was out here alone, and more than likely, no one was around to hear my cries for help.

Just wonderful; what was I supposed to do now? I couldn't stay out here all night, I would catch my death, and as becoming a vampire was obviously no longer in the cards, I didn't feel much like dying at the moment.

"If you can hear me, I hate you," I screamed at no one. I knew he wasn't there anymore, but it made me feel a bit better to say it out loud.

Wow, and to think that just hours ago, I had been completely caught up in, and consumed by, the love I'd felt for him. I couldn't even stand the idea of him right now. I was beyond hurt and upset, but I was more pissed off and angry.

"I hate you, Edward," I screamed at the top of my lungs, "I hate you!"

A twig snapped behind me and I whipped around to look. No one was there of course - I know I'd heard it though.

"Hello, is someone there?" I asked the forest around me.

I was met by total silence. Of course if someone was there, they wouldn't answer me. If it was an animal, they couldn't answer me but I couldn't help but get a bit nervous. What was I supposed to do? How the hell was I supposed to find my way home?

Another twig snapped behind me and I could hear sniffing and growling.

"Whose there," I choked out, "Damn it." I looked around me and found no one there.

"Edward, this is your fault," I screamed out. "How could you leave me out here by myself, unprotected? Just doing what's best to keep me safe," I scoffed loudly, "my ass."

The last bit I sort of whispered under my breath, cursing the day I'd met Edward Cullen.

Yeah, I was a bit pissed off. And the nervousness of being left alone in the dark forest was definitely taking its toll on my mood. It was now almost completely dark out, and I had no clue how to find my way back toward the house. Shit, I didn't even know which way the house was. I turned in a slight semi-circle and looked back through the forest. I couldn't see anything, no break in the trees or a path or anything.

Where the hell was I?

"Hello, someone, please," I cried out as loud as I could, "Help me!"

I closed my eyes tightly and ran my fingers through my hair again. I was beyond frustrated at the moment, and I had no clue what I could do. I couldn't just sit out here and wait for someone to come and find me. This was a big forest, right?

I plopped down unceremoniously onto a fallen tree and looked around me once again. How could he bring me out to a part of the forest that there wasn't even a path to find my way back?

"Man," I sighed heavily as I once again ran my fingers through my rain-soaked hair, "This is just fan-fucking-tastic."

Again a twig snapped behind me, followed by deep growls and sniffing. I was in the middle of the damned forest with wild animals that were hungry. Why did I have to get myself into these situations?

No self-preservation was right.

I don't know how long I sat there with the rain coming down, soaking me through. I was used to the rain – to the cold. I'd begun to like it, sort of. But now it reminded me of him, and it made me despise it more than I ever had before.

Rain was nothing new for the Pacific Northwest, but seriously, I was freezing my ass off. I could hear bugs chirping and animals scuttling about in the brush. And then I saw them…

"H-hello, please, I'm lost," I choked out.

There was no answer, and they didn't move. But I saw them: Bright eyes in the dark were watching me.

"Please, I need to get home. I'm cold," My teeth were chattering and my entire body was shaking at this point.

The only sound I heard in reply was more growling and sniffing around me. Then the eyes disappeared.

Oh good, I made it all those months in a home full of vampires and this is how I'm going to die? Getting attacked by wild animals and hypothermia, just fucking great.

I sort of wished that Edward was around and he could read my mind. He'd never heard me swear and right now I'd love to give him a piece of my fucking mind. I'd always been good around him – the perfect Stepford wife… no more – I was who I was and I didn't care if he liked it or not.

My love for him had never been a question, but my hate for him now was a totally different story. I couldn't let myself fall into despair, I wouldn't. I had to pick myself up and brush myself off, because no one else was going to do it for me, and I had to move on and live my life. Even though I was hurt, and I did love him, there was no question in my mind that he'd just done all of this thinking of no one but himself. Jasper hadn't hurt me, and he wouldn't have come after me if Edward hadn't thrown me into that table full of glass.

I couldn't blame Jasper anyway; he was a vampire. It's in his nature to want blood, and I didn't hold any of this against him. Edward saw it as if I was in danger all the time with his family. I had spent so much time around them, and this is the first time anyone from his family had taken a snap at me. And I was pretty sure that Jasper wasn't the only one that had a hard time being around me while I was bleeding. And him being an empath, he'd felt everyone else's bloodlust on top of his own. Shit, I was pretty sure I'd seen Edward's eyes turn to black when he'd smelled my blood.

Now wasn't the time to hash over this shit though, I had to get out of here. I just had to figure out a way to find help, or… If I could just get out of this damned forest and get home. This was my dilemma; I was stuck out here until someone could find me. I didn't even have a flashlight or a match.

This was just not my day.

I whipped my head to the side as I heard shuffling and then heavy footsteps coming toward me.

This is it… I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. This was the end, and I couldn't help but be a little bit pissed off that Edward hadn't given me a chance to say good bye to Charlie, or to my friends - Renee or Jake. He didn't give me the chance to even say good bye to his family. I clenched my fists tightly and fought back the urge to cry out in anger. He'd taken everything away from me, and all I'd ever done was love him.

The shuffling and footsteps were closer, and I could hear sniffing and growls somewhere behind me.

"Good bye dad and Jacob. I'm sorry I didn't get the chance to be better," I whispered softly into the air around me as the sounds got closer, "I love you both."

Something growled from right behind me and I whipped around to look. Of course I couldn't see anything, but something was there. I could feel it watching me, and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I reached my hand out and I could feel warmth. Immense heat was radiating toward my hand, and what felt like… fur.

Shit…

Another growl sounded and more sniffing, right by my hand. I could feel the exhale of hot breath hit the palm of my hand, and then bright eyes opened right where I was looking. A chill ran down my spine that had nothing to do with my rain-soaked clothes. My breathing picked up and I could feel my heart rate speed up as well as I stared into these eyes. They weren't human, that much I knew, but they were intelligent. I had no clue what this was, but I was scared. My mouth suddenly felt dry, and I could no longer move as my hand remained extended in front of me.

"P-please," I whispered. I could feel the fur touching my fingertips, and then another burst of hot air hit my palm. My eyes clenched closed as I felt whatever it was move closer to me.

"Bells? Bella, are you there?" I heard my dad's voice.

"Dad, I'm so sorry," I whispered, "I love you."

"Bella, please baby, are you out there?" he hollered.

"D-daddy? Dad, I'm here!" I hollered back.

"Bella! Where are you baby?"

"Daddy, I'm here! Please, oh, please," I was sobbing now. "Daddy."

I could see flashlights coming toward me, lots of them. I couldn't help but squint a bit and raise my hand to shield my eyes as a beam was raised right up toward me. They'd found me. Oh, thank God. I'd forgotten all about the animal that had been sniffing at my hand and watched as the lights came closer to me.

"Bella! Oh, thank God. Oh, Bella," My dad came rushing through the trees and picked me up off of the fallen tree and hugged me close to his body.

"H-how did y-you find me?" I asked as I shivered and my teeth chattered.

"Your note you left. When you didn't come back, I got a bunch of people together to search."

"N-note?" I was confused.

"Yeah, baby. You left me a note in the kitchen that said you were going for a walk with Edward in the woods. Bella, you had me scared half to death. Where the hell is Edward anyway?"

Edward, that son of a bitch. He left a note for my dad and then left me out here. I wish I had superhuman strength just so I could smack the shit out of him. Not that it would matter anyway, because he was gone. They were gone.

"Gone," I answered simply as my dad walked through the woods toward the house. People were walking all around us, hollering to each other that I'd been found.

"What do you mean, gone?" My dad asked.

"He and his family left."

My dad mumbled something along the lines of 'stupid bastard' and 'leaving her in the woods.'

"I'm okay, dad. I'm just cold."

"Yeah, I imagine you are pumpkin. Just hold on for a few more minutes and Billy, Jake and I will get everything squared away, okay?"

I had started to drift off in my dad's arms, so I only caught bits and pieces of what he'd said. I was just happy that he'd found me when he did, because something strange was lurking in those woods. I snuggled my face into my dad's chest and inhaled deeply. I sobbed softly as I clung to my dad's jacket. I was finally crying, but not for Edward. I'd get to see Jake again, and my dad – but most importantly – I was alive.

"Shh, I've got you, baby," My dad soothed.

I continued to sob quietly and grip onto my dad's jacket tightly as he walked us through the forest. I could hear voices around us getting louder. We must be closer to home because I could hear cars, too.

"Charlie, oh thank God, you found her. Is she okay?"

"Yeah, Harry. Get Billy and Jake and have them meet me in the house would you?"

"Sure thing, chief."

I couldn't bear to pull away from my dad yet. I didn't want to have to tell him exactly what had happened, and I knew he wasn't going to let me off without telling him at least something that was believable. I was a terrible liar - I couldn't lie to my dad, especially about something like this. Besides, I'm not sure I wanted to cover up for Edward anyway.

Voices were all around us, and my dad held me tight against him. My face was tucked in against his jacket, and I couldn't help the tears that were running down my cheeks. I was happy, and angry and hurt.

Jasper would have a field day with my emotions right now…

Of course I had to get my mind away from him – from all of them… because they were gone.

"Thank you everyone. She's okay, thank you. Yes, go on home, thank you for all your help," My dad continued to walk through the people, up the stairs and into the warm living room of our home.

"Bella, baby, I need you to change out of those wet clothes while I start a fire. Can you do that for me?" My dad asked softly against my wet hair.

I could only nod as he set my feet on the floor and helped me stand. I looked up at him and he looked tired, like he'd aged 10 years since I'd seen him this morning.

"I'm sorry you worried, dad," I sobbed out softly.

"Oh baby, I'm just so damn glad you're safe. We can talk when you come back in warm, dry clothes. Now go on."

I nodded again and headed up the stairs to my room. I got to my door and nudged it open with the toe of my sopping sneaker. The moonlight shone brightly in my room, and my eyes were immediately drawn to my dresser. My pictures were gone, and my cd's that had been on the stand next to my bed. -Everything that Edward or his family had given to me was gone.

"Selfish asshole," I mumbled as I pulled my drawers open and pulled out clean sweats and underwear, "How could you do this to me?"

I peeled myself out of my wet clothes and dried myself off as much as I could with the towel that was hanging on the back of my door. I dressed again in my dry clothes and headed back down the stairs to the living room.

Dad was talking with Billy and Jacob in hushed tones. Probably telling them that he was worried about me being upset that the Cullen's were gone. I was upset that the rest of them were gone, but I was too pissed off at Edward right now to really miss him. I cleared my throat softly as I walked toward the couch and all three of them turned around and looked at me.

"Oh, Bells. I was so worried about you. Are you okay?" Jake asked walking up to me. I looked at our dad's for a minute and then wrapped my arms around Jacob as tight as I possibly could.

"I'm so sorry, Jacob. I didn't mean to worry you."

"Shh, it's okay, Bells. I'm here," he soothed as he ran his hands up and down my back.

"I was so scared that I wouldn't get to say good bye to you. I didn't know where I was, so I couldn't find my way back," I sobbed heavily into Jacob's chest. "There's – I have some things to talk to you about."

"Oh honey, it's okay. You're okay - You're safe now," he kissed my temple softly and snuggled his face into my hair. "Talking can wait, you're exhausted and cold."

"D-don't leave me. I couldn't take it. I couldn't handle losing you, too."

"Bells, I'm not going anywhere. You know that I could never leave you. Come on honey, let's sit down and warm you up, okay?"

I nodded as I drug my feet back toward the couch. Jacob plopped down and then I followed and lay with my head in his lap. Dad pulled a blanket up over me and I closed my eyes as Jake ran his fingers through my hair gently.

"Rest, Bella - You've had a rough night. We can talk in the morning. Jake, you staying tonight?" Dad asked softly.

My eyes had already started drifting closed as I concentrated on the soothing feeling of Jacob's fingers on my scalp.

"Sure Charlie, If you don't mind, I mean," Jacob whispered.

"No problem, kid. You can take the couch, okay?"

I didn't hear an answer from Jacob; I just felt the warmth and comfort of my best friend and the promise of sleep claiming me soon. The wood in the fireplace crackled and I could hear Billy and dad in the kitchen whispering about something.

"Sleep, Bella," Jacob whispered and kissed my forehead.

"G'Night, Jake," I answered softly as I felt my body relax and the chill dissipated. My mind was a clutter of 'what ifs' and anger. I didn't know what I was going to do, but I just wanted to move on from this and live a happy and full life. Just like he'd told me to…

"Night, Bells."

My body sunk into the couch more as the world began to melt away and my eyes and mind grew heavy with exhaustion. Jacob scooted next to me on the couch and wrapped his arms around me. That was the last thing I felt as my world was claimed by darkness.