What was supposed to be the end was not actually the end. I was trying to anger you all by ending it with Bella saying "Us" but apparently you all didn't believe that it was truly the end. Clever folks that you are were right. Good job!

Edward's POV

"Thank God!" I cheered in my head.

"Okay. Shoot," I said offering her the chance to say what she wanted to say before I finally broke down and begged her on my knees to come back to me.

She shifted nervously, biting her lip in a way that I found completely adorable. "I know why you did what you did and I can even understand it in a way but, Edward, that doesn't give you the right to come back and ask me to come back to you as if nothing ever happened."

"Bella, I know what I did—" she raised her hand, cutting me off.

"Edward, just listen," she ordered. "When you left, I shut down. I died inside. My dad threatened to send me to live with my mom and Phil. I forced myself to snap out of part of my zombie-like state and live for my father, but it was so hard. When I met Anna and Brian, I felt like my whole world came to life again.

"They brought me back to life, introduced me to a family that loves and cares for me. They showed me how to live and I owe them my life for that. I must admit, in the beginning I was scared to get too close to any of them. I thought they would do the same thing you and your family did to me; but as you can see they haven't. I finally told them what you all did and they swore to me they would never treat me the way you did, and they've kept that promise."

She paused, taking a breath, and gathered her thoughts. I did as she requested and stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue.

"I went through so much shit, Edward," she let out a breathless laugh, fighting back tears. "I know what you went through, Jasper told me. But that was nothing compared to what I went through. Every day I had to be dragged out of bed by Anna and Brian. Every day I had to fight the urge to just end my life."

I flinched; I didn't want to hear what she went through. I knew if I did, I would go to the Volturi to end my life just to make it up to her.

"A part of me is happy you felt the way you did," she admitted. I couldn't blame her. "I'm glad you hurt and I'm glad you felt just as bad as I did. But the other part of me wishes you hadn't. That part I'm, not so happy with. "

"Me neither," I admitted. She just looked at me, no emotion playing on her beautiful face.

"Edward, I can forgive you but I am scared that if I let myself love you again, that you'll just hurt me all over again and I can't go through that a second time. I won't," she whispered. The Bella I knew before was finally starting to show through. In a blink of an eye I was kneeling before her with her hands in mine, staring in to her gorgeous brown eyes.

"Bella, what I did to you is inexcusable, unforgivable, and one of the worst sins I could ever commit. But, it was also a lie," I swore. "I love you. I always have and I always will. When I left, yes, I felt dead. I fought the urge to go back to you every day. I thought leaving you would keep you safe, but I see now that that was the worst possible thing I could have done. I see now that it didn't help you at all and I'm so very sorry that I ever did that.

"I'm not asking you to forgive me, Bella. I know I don't deserve it. I just want you to know that I was looking out for your best interest." Uhoh. That had been a mistake to say. Bella jumped up, her eyes alight with a fire I had only seen in her eyes once before and even then, it scared the hell out of me.

"My best interest!" she yelled at me. "What gives you the right to make the fucking decision on what's in my best interest or not, Edward Cullen!"

I stood, head bowed, listening to her yell and scream profanities at me. Never once did I try and calm her down. I deserved this.

"You had no right to make any such decision for me! You said you loved me, that I was your equal no matter what!" She was right, I did say that.

"If you really loved me like you said you did you would have talked to me about your thoughts and feelings. You would have let me help you come to a reasonable decision instead of making a decision on your own that ended up hurting us both." She sighed heavily, finally stopping her rant. I carefully looked up at her and saw she was standing by the window with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I'm sorry." She huffed, but didn't turn towards me. "I had no right, I realize that. I wish I could go back and change things but I can't. I'm a fool. I am truly a monster for hurting you when I swore I never would."

"You're not a monster," she whispered. "You just don't make good decisions."

I had to laugh. "You're right, I don't. Bella, I don't expect you to come back to me. I would understand if you tell me to go away and never come back, or to go to the Volturi and have them kill me. And I would you know, I would do whatever you asked of me."

"Edward I would never ask you to do such a thing." She finally turned to look at me. "Jasper was right, it is hard for me to admit this, but I do still love you. I guess I always will. I'm trying to forgive you, but I need time. I need time to get adjusted to my feelings again; to the idea of having you around again."

"I understand, I will give you all the time you need," I swore.

"Thank you." After that, she walked out of my room and back to hers. For months afterwards, I kept my distance; only getting near her when she allowed it. Slowly though she was warming up to me again. She already considered my siblings and parents part of her family again and was already referring to Esme and Carlisle as Mom and Dad, along with Gavin and Gwen. She even got along famously with Rosalie, which shocked us all.

Finally after seven months she gave me the shock of my life. I was sitting in the living room with our blended family when she casually strolled in and plopped herself down in my lap with a book and began to read. She didn't even bother to look up, just kept on reading her book and snuggled further into my arms and lap. No one dared to say anything; they just went back to playing their games, reading their books, watching TV and whatever else they were doing. After that, Bella and I became inseparable again.

The tabloids had a field day when they caught us out together, but we made sure we kept a low profile for the sake of our safety.

At one point our relationship almost hit a brick wall when Bella told me she wanted to be turned. I was dead set against it before our families played back what we went through when we were apart from each other. They were right. I realized that if I had to watch her die I would cease to exist.

A year to the day that she plopped herself in my lap, I turned her. I wanted Carlisle to do it, since he had the most restraint, but Bella made it clear that she wanted no one but me to do it.

It was the best decision we made together—besides that day we decided to get married, of course.

Now this is seriously the end!

I'm sorry if the ending isn't how you imagined it but you should have seen the piece of crap I had originally written for the ending! Seriously, it would have had you guys showing up at my door with pitch forks, torches and demands for my life.