This story contains sensitive subject matter. If the topics of mental illness, and attempted suicide bothers you, please do not read.

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AN: Thanks to Sherry & Paige for all their help with editing this. I started this story two years ago and between writing others and real life, I forgot about it. I recently remembered that I had it in my documents, and thought I'd work on it. There were already sixteen chapters written. I cleaned them up with the help of my betas. Any mistakes are mine.

I want to ask that you keep an open mind in the future chapters when it comes to mention of medical terminology, for I am not a doctor. If mention of alcohol and drug use bothers you, do not read. If mental illness and the common issues that are associated with it bother you, do not read. There's a warning at the top of the page, if that triggers you, do not read. If you read the story, you have been warned.

I don't own Twilight, but I do own this plot. Thanks for reading.

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POV-Edward

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~DB~

"Bella, I don't know how many times we have to go over this. I'm sick, it's not something I can help and it's not curable. It can be passed on to any children we might have." I tell her, exasperatedly.

"Edward the doctor said there was only a fifty percent chance. There's a good possibility we could have a perfectly healthy child." Bella pleads the same case to me she has for months.

"Yes, and there's a chance we might not. I'm not willing to take that chance, Bella. I'm sick of having this same discussion, back and forth, and getting nowhere."

She crosses her arms. "You're being so unfair."

"No, I'm being proactive against anyone else having to ever suffer from this condition, the way I have my whole life, Bella."

She sighs. "There's a chance they won't." She beseeches.

"I'm sorry, but I won't take that risk. I love you, Bella and I'd give you the world, but I can't give you kids."

She glares at me. "Can't? No, you just won't.

"Bella." I hiss through gritted teeth.

"Edward, being bipolar isn't a death sentence."

I look her in the eyes, trying to convey how I am feeling. "Some days, it can feel that way."

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AN: This story is completely pre-written and is a DRABBLE FIC. Thank you for taking the time to read. There's no posting schedule. The POV will vary between Edward and Bella.