A/N: As all of you should know, today is Bella and Edward's wedding anniversary. In celebration, I have decided to post a small little fanfiction in Edward's POV from New Moon that I've been meaning to write for I believe almost three year. Suprisingly, , I came across one of my old notebooks that held a draft of what you are about to read. Call it a sign or what you will, but I'm so happy to have returned back to the Fanfiction world and be able to share my version of the "goodbye scene" with you.

Disclaimer: As much as I would like to own Twilight and all things associated with it, kudos to Stephenie Meyer for creating such an enticing world that still, to this day, I love to live in. The dialogue and storyline is taken from New Moon, but the rest is my as seen through Edward's eyes.



I sat in my Volvo, parked in front of Bella's house, the calming music radiating from my stereo attempting to calm my nerves.

I sighed. Not even Debussy could prepare me for the feat that I was about to perform. I had to remind myself that it was the best for Bella. I needed to give her a chance at a normal, happy, human life.

One void of me.

A brief glimpse of Bella on a porch swing, smiling, cradling a small infant in her arms, flashed in front of my eyes.

I pinched the bridge of my nose, cringing at the vivid mental picture. I wasn't wholly certain of the eternal damnation of my kind, but I couldn't risk something as exquisite as Bella's soul.

I would do anything, anything to give Bella what a normal human should desire. What I wouldn't do to have the ability to grow old with her…..

But it was impossible. And since she was so set on not staying human, no matter how heart-breaking it might be, I had to do the right thing here.

I was out of other options. I had to leave her.

For a brief moment, Bella's face crossed my mind. She stared back at me, her warm chocolate eyes wide with confusion.

"I don't believe you, Edward," her angelic voice crooned with stubbornness. "You can't leave me."

Suddenly, Bella's face contoured in pain, that little pucker of her lip quivering as she took in my unspoken words. Her dazzling face stricken with tears…

"Get ahold of yourself, Edward," I said, and was surprised to hear how agonized my voice sounded.

If I was going to do this, I couldn't have any slips in my bravado. No matter how many hours it may take, no matter how much grief I would have to endure, I needed to Bella to thoroughly believe the words that I was going to say. I needed to be able to convince her that I didn't love her anymore.

"A clean break," I remember Alice saying as she saw my plans in her vision and we said our goodbyes a few days before. Even though she wasn't happy about this, she too, knew it was in Bella's best interest.

At the mention of Alice, I groaned, as I could hear Bella's monster engine of truck roaring from over a mile away.

You can do this.

I watched as she pulled into her driveway, pausing to close my eyes and take a deep breath.

Could a dead heart break? It felt like mine could.

Closing the gap between us as she got out of the car, I was empty, hollow. Without so much as thinking, I reached out to take the book bag from her hands, and threw it in to the back of her truck.

Let's get this over with. You can survive this- it's to protect Bella.

A whiff of her hair blowing through the Fork's air stifled me and caught me off guard. I inhaled, the enticing mixture of freesia among other things filling my nostrils.

Her scent was forever permeated in my memory.

Our gazes met, and as I stared into Bella's eyes, it was clear she knew something was up. I could hear the nervous stammer of her heart, and the demand for answers was clear across her face.

So badly did I want to reach out to stroke her cheek, to watch as the blush crept up through her face, her heart beating wildly in response to my touch. So badly did I want to press my lips to hers one more time, to feel the warmth of her embrace. To hold her against me. To be together as fire and ice.

But if I did so much as kiss her, I would never be able to get myself to leave.

"Come for a walk with me," I suggested quickly, to tear myself away from any temptation.

Taking her hand in mine, I tried not to focus on the fact that this was the last time I was ever going to hold her hand again.

I never wanted to let go.

I was careful not to bring her too far into the forest, pulling Bella towards the east side of her yard, the trees forming a canopy above our heads. Once we were on the path, I slowly turned to face her.

I leaned across a tree for support, my legs abruptly feeling weak and unstable. I could feel myself slowly starting to break down, knowing what I was about to do.

How long am I going to be able to last? Can I actually bear to hurt Bella in this way?

"Okay, let's talk," she said, trying to hide the alarm from her face, attempting to sound brave.

With another sharp intake of breath, I masked all of my emotions my vampire skin so easily allowed me to hide. I became the stone I really was.

"Bella, we're leaving."

A/N: As much as I would like to finish off the scene, I do have school tomorrow and I have homework to attend to.

I know a lot of people say this and it's tedious to read- I know! I'm a reader too!- , but please review. It only takes a few seconds, and not only does it make my day, but it helps me cultivate as a writer. I put a lot of work into my fanfics, and I really appreciate it when I receive feedback for my writings.

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