Hey, so this is my first Twilight story and I have a fairly good idea of where I'm going with it. I hope you like it.

Englsih is not my first language so forgive me for any mistakes. I tried to correct them but may have missed some.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Mrs. Meyer does.


He ran his hands through his hair, stopping to take a deep breath.

"I don't understand. What are you saying to me Bella?" I kept trying not to look at him, trying to avoid him. "Damn it, look at me Bella!" I gathered all my courage and lifted my eyes from the floor and looked at him, trying desperately not to cry.

"I just…" I took a deep breath getting ready. "I can't keep doing this, it's too much! I don't want to be with you any longer." Confusion. Anger. Understanding. Disappointment. Sadness. It all flicked through his eyes.

He stood looking at me, searching but not finding what he wanted. I wouldn't let him find it.

He nodded and took several steps back, walking to the door and slamming it behind him.