A/N: Hey lovely, wonderful viewers. Welcome to "You Found Me", please make sure you're sitting comfortably to enjoy my super fantastic story. This is my first story…please be kind. Warning: this story is rated M for a reason, consider yourself warned.

Special thanks to my wonderful beta Brooke Brightmore, what would I do without you or your sista?

D/C: Stephanie Meyer owns all.

Opening – Revelations


"Bella, I think we should break up."

Was this some joke, what Edward and I have was real hardcore love. Nothing and no one could break us up. We were inseparable from the moment we laid eyes on each other in college. 'The perfect couple,' people would tell us, all jealous of what Edward and I had. We were honest and true to each other, we told each other everything. He was my best friend and vice versa.

"Edward I don't understand, what happened? Did I do something?" Tears filled my eyes, but not quite enough to seep over the edge.

I never thought that I would be the girl to hear those famous words. "It's not you. love, it's me."

At this point my body trembled as it filled with anger and sadness. "Why are you doing this?" I shouted. "What we have is special Edward!"

"Bella, please hear me out. I love you more than anything but that's just it. Doesn't it scare you that we are so young and we found each other so quickly…it's frightening. I'm scared that we are rushing into things too fast. I feel like time is running out and I haven't experienced everything. Aren't there things you want to do…you know, without me? We are never apart. I'm the only boyfriend you've ever had..."

Where was all of this coming from? I wondered. Last night seemed like any other night. We went to the movies, came back to my house, had sex and went to bed. Nothing had seemed out of the ordinary. Now here it was the next morning, and he wanted to end things between us?

"What the fuck, Eddie! Are you cheating on me?" I shouted pacing back and forth in my room. Everything went quiet. Shit, Shit, Shit, he did, I can't believe, I can't believe….Rage boiled through my veins. I felt my hands clench, compressing so hard that my nails pierced my palms. My numb body welcomed this new stinging pain, reminding me that this was not a dream.

As I stood there staring into his worrisome, guilt filled eyes, I snapped, and went charging… "Is that what this is about? I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD Edward!" But he grabbed ahold of my arm, swinging me around so that my back was against his chest, pinning me into a tight bear hold, constricting my movements.

"I… just think… we should see other people. It will give us time to experience some new things." He said, pushing me off of him and making his way to my door. I could read Edward like a book. Something was definitely wrong and he wasn't going to tell me. It was obviously something he thought I couldn't handle. He was always doing stuff like that, sheltering me, protecting me from the angry world.

My rage turned into desperation and panic. I needed him more than I needed air. He was my everything. I ran up to the door and shoved him out of the way, placing my body against it. "Please Eddie, don't do this. We will get through it. We are tough. Please tell me what's really wrong? I can handle it, trust me." I didn't care that the tears were streaming down my face, making my mascara spider web across my face, or that my chin quivered uncontrollably as I released a few faint sobs.

"Bella, please don't make this any harder than it already is." He said, as his hand brushed up my arm, only making my body stiffen under his touch.

"Bella, it is not that I don't love you anymore. It's just that I don't want this kind of relationship right now; you're so young, only 21 years old. I am going off to med school this fall and won't be around as much. We want different things right now."

He was giving up. It's not that he didn't want a girlfriend; he just didn't want me as his girlfriend. He was ready to discard me like I was leftover trash.

"Fine Edward, if that is what you want, then it's fine by me. FUCK YOU!" I shouted, opening the bedroom door.

As he made his way through the door way, he stopped and turned around to face me. "Bella, could you do one thing for me?"

"What's that Edward, it is not bad enough that you crushed my heart, is there something else you want, perhaps…kill my dog or something?"

"Bella, you don't own a dog…..I just want to you be happy and move on. You deserve better. Forget about me. I'm sorry… to make it easier, you will not hear from me again," was all he said before he shut the door behind him.

I felt so confused. One minute Edward was saying that he wants to see other people and try new things, and the next minute he is saying that I don't deserve him and to forget him. How on earth was I supposed to forget him? He was my world. I was nothing without him.


…Three weeks later, I found out that Edward got a girl pregnant.


A/N: Edward was a very very bad boy. Hope I don't scare too many away. This was setting the stage and it was necessary for me to start off here. I'm almost finished Chapter 1, which will contain a bit of Bella and Edward's past as well as present day turmoil. Thanks for stopping by. Let me know what you think. But trust me when I tell you the next chapter you won't want to miss. Should be up in the next couple of days.