Summary: "Edward I have to stay with… Jake…" He loved me of that I was sure. But I wasn't sure my love was enough. With Bella gone, will Edward let his stone cold heart die with the love he felt for Bella? or will time heal all wounds for even his kind. Love can be put to the test and that is what Edward will do.

Romeo and Paris

My heart begged me to differ. Each step I took in the misty rain, reminded me of a memory, I wasn't ready to lose. Could Alice be right?

I never imagined losing her. She couldn't be here to tear up what was left of my silent heart. Yet again… I mused in a sicken way.

Every step I took closer to the house I could hear the heart rate increase and scent become stronger…blushing? I really hoped against all odds that I could sleep and this would all be a dream. But I seriously doubted that, no matter how selfish, I thought grudgingly. I zeroed in on her mind alone. Ignoring all chatter internally that really started to get me frustrated.

I agonizingly reached the door at human speed. There was no need to rush her decision I agreed condescendingly.

When the brass doorknob, all too quickly, sprang back and let me in the nearly deserted home. It became a private safe house. My little piece of heaven when I deserved hell… Ironic huh?

For I knew I could never deserve love. The most fickle word out there… It is used many times I told myself, but how often is it, truly and irrevocably used? Tempting as my situation was I resisted and relied on that word to get my heart and crystallized mind on the right path.

I heard the faintest creek from the floor as I undoubtedly walked lithe like to the couch. I could smell the salt as it would drop down her cheek in the most adorable pattern…

I wielded my dead weight body to stop in front of her. Her hair tangled from distress and cheeks the reddest I've ever seen her delicate skin turn.

I fought internally… to comfort her would only hurt me in the long run… but how much can one monsters heart be teared… I may be immortal but I'm not superman!

I just stood there. This only brought up a new round of tears whish made me draw the line and envelop her and her sweet scent in my arms.

Bella drew in a ragged breath with great effort I supposed.

"I guess y-you know my c-ch-…" but her voice faltered and she unthinkingly sank her lovely lips to my lips and drew herself upward to kiss me more passionately than ever. It was filled with remorse and underlying truth. But I questioned the love in it. How could something so unfaltering do this?

I pulled away. I couldn't take this any longer.

"I know your choice." For the first time in almost a hundred and ten years my voice wavered. She tried to reach out to me greedily, but thought better of it. I almost reached to but waited for her choice, and when she fell to the floor sobbing I heard the finality behind her heaves and tears.

As to prolong the moment I tried to hear truth in my words but failed miserably. "I love…" But I couldn't control the emotions that hit me like a ton of bricks and I fled to the only safe haven I had left. Where no voices could give me pity or grievance for I knew one of my only reasons for li- existing, I caught myself.

Juliet would never return.

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