A/N: Twilight and it's character's belong to Stephanie Meyers....
Phoenix – One year ago
Machines beeped all around me. I opened my eyes and looked around. My vision was blurry, where am I? I thought.
"Bella?" Edward's smooth voice said from beside me. "Are you finally awake?"
"Where am I," I croaked, my dry throat made it hard to speak. I tried to sit up and groaned. Jesus, my whole body hurt, "What happened?"
"You're in the hospital Bella; don't you remember what happened?" Edward's dark eyes searched mine.
"You're hungry," I murmured, my fingers brushing his cheek.
"I'm fine," he assured me, "how about I go get your mom?"
"My mom's here?" I asked, "How? Why?"
"Yeah, she's right outside. I'll be right back." Edward disappeared out the open door; a few seconds later my mother was rushing to my bedside.
"Honey you're awake!" she exclaimed, "Oh I'm so glad your okay. You have really got to learn to be more careful." She grasped my face and kissed my forehead, brushing my hair off my forehead. "I should get your father; he's been worried sick about you. What were you thinking, rushing off in the middle of the night like that?"
Renee looked at me expectantly, "I don't know what I was thinking Mom. I'm sorry; I should have waited till the morning. Can you get dad? I'd like to apologize to him too."
Renee smoothed my hair once more, "Okay," she said, "he was down in the cafeteria a few minutes ago. I'll see if I can find him."
As she was leaving a nurse came in, "Good morning Miss Swan. How are you feeling?"
I smiled and said I was fine and she began taking my temperature and blood pressure; adjusting my pain meds. "If you need anything, just let me know," she said with a smile and was gone.
Edward came back in then. "Bella," he said somberly, "we really need to talk."
My heart began beating faster, "No, Edward, please don't. Don't say it, don't even think it," I begged.
He held up his hand, "Bella please be rational. You were almost killed because of me. Face it; you're here," he motioned to the hospital room, "because of me. I can't live like this; the guilt, it's overwhelming. And what if something else happens; something worse? I just can't live with that hanging over my head; the knowledge that next time-"
"There won't be a next time Edward," I interrupted.
"There will be a next time Bella. You can not keep denying what I am. I am a vampire; if I wanted I could eat tasty morsels like you for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and still never be satisfied. We are leaving Forks. By the time you get home, we will be gone. I won't come back, I won't contact you again. My existence will never burden yours again. "
And with that he was gone; from my hospital room, from my life.