Sheer Crimson

A.N.: So this is yet another New Moon rewrite. If you've read any of my other stories you've probably realized that I love to do New Moon rewrites. In this one it's been three years since Edward left. Bella now is engaged to be married, and is a singer. Her fiancé's a vampire, but he isn't like the Cullen's. Bella's still a human.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. I do not own the characters. I do not own any of the songs that are in this story (unless notified otherwise). I only own this story line.

Ch 1 – Iz

Edward POV

It had been exactly three years since I left. Three days ago Bella turned twenty-one. I had returned exactly one year after I left. I had panned on changing Bella, but after I got there I discovered the truth. Bella hadn't lived in Forks for almost two months, and no one knew where she was at. I was driving to the nearest music shop to pick up Debussy. I had destroyed my CD after I had left Bella because I was unable to bear the reminder. I finally felt like I could handle the reminder. The radio was on but I really wasn't listening to it.

I was now actually able to look over a few of the memories that I had of Bella, but only a few. I remembered back to two years ago when I returned to her room. Her closet was full of strewed clothes. All of her books had been torn apart and left in a bag on the bottom of her closet. Beside that bag was a completely destroyed radio that I recognized well. It was the gift Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper had given her. In the bottom drawer of her desk all of her music CD's had been crushed. The bedspread only halfway covered the bed. Underneath the bed her sock of cash still sat, as well as her knapsack. Just like her closet her dresser was full of clothes.

After I had investigated there I had quietly went downstairs. I had discovered a small letter in the top drawer. It had been read many times. I still remembered what it said;

Dear dad,

I'm sorry that I left without any goodbyes and all but it was for the best. I'm doing fine so don't worry about me. Don't try and track this letter as it will just lead to a dead end. I'm sorry, I truly am.

Love your little girl,
Bells

That was all the letter had said. I had gone to the local gas station and had discovered that she had just up and left two months prior. According to the clerk she had been working at the diner in Beaver because she had been fired from the Newton's sporting goods store. He had explained that rumor had it that she had found a boy at the diner and left with him.

Suddenly a voice I recognized all too well came over the radio.

There's some things that I regret,
Some words I wish had gone unsaid,
Some starts,
That had some better endings,
Been some bad times I've been through,
Damage I cannot undo,
Some things,
I wish I could do all, all over again,
But it don't really matter,
Life gets that much harder,
It makes you that much stronger,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wonder how I get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every start,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

There's mistakes that I have made,
Some chances I just threw away,
Some roads,
I never should've taken,
Been some signs I didn't see,
Hearts that I hurt needlessly,
Some wounds,
That I wish I could have one more chance to mend,
But it don't make no difference,
The past can't be rewritten,
You get the life you're given,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wonder how I get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every start,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned.

And all the things that break you,
All the things that make you strong,
You can't change the past,
Cause it's gone,
And you've just got to move on,
Because it's all,
Lessons learned.

And every tear that had to fall from my eyes,
Everyday I wonder how I get through the night,
Every change, life has thrown me,
I'm thankful, for every break in my heart,
I'm grateful, for every start,
Some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Oh, some pages turned,
Some bridges burned,
But there were lessons learned,
Lessons learned.

I listened to the whole song in stock silence. It was Bella singing. The radio host spoke, 'Once again that's Lessons Learned by Iz Swan. It's her newest release from her new album Somebody which was released three days ago. You can pick up Somebody as well as her first two albums at any music store. Iz Swan will be live on an interview on MTV at four pm.'

That had to be Bella. I looked at the clock, in a little over an hour she'd be on TV. I pressed harder on the accelerator. I got to the music store. I walked up to the store clerk, "Do you have Iz Swan's CDs?" I asked politely.

"Yes, we have all three, which one would you like?" He asked.

"All three, please." He got them and I quickly paid for them. I left and headed straight home.

A.N.: That concludes the first chapter. Please review.

A.N. 2: Well I hate to put this up so soon after I started a story, but law school is officially back in session. I will update as often as possible, but it won't be as often as any of us like, especially me. So please be patient, add me to your alerts, write me reviews, and I will try and get updates up ASAP.