The Spotlight is On!

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Previously...

"Redesign Me" didn't get that much radio play as "Skyscraper", but it still did pretty well. We played that, and our fans soaked that in just as much.

October rolled in, and Edward's sunken mood came back. He saw an entertainment blog write an article about him and Jake maybe being "lovers, and that's why he is so mad all the time," and he just snapped. He literally lost it! I've never seen him so angry, except at what happened with me and Jake.

Edward took out his anger out at the gym, working out, punching bags, and wrestling with other gym members. If he wasn't looking so buff, I might accept his behavior, but I knew I couldn't. Not if I wanted my Edward back.

~oOo~

Songs used: "Never Alone" by Lady Antebellum

"My Hero" by Foo Fighters

"Arms" by Christina Perri

November 2011

We set up an intervention for Edward, me, my family, his family, and the band. He wasn't too happy about it, but he didn't argue. I guess because he knew that he needed help. I was the same way a year ago.

On his last day, we set out on the front of his house. Not a lot of paps came to see his well off, but I held him back anyway.

"We'll write, call, text, whatever we can," I assured him.

He nodded, and hugged me close.

"I love you, always. I'll come back soon, I promise." He said sorrowfully.

"Come back for yourself, not for me." I looked into his eyes to make sure he got the point.

~oOo~

December 2011

EPOV

I walked into my room with all my suitcases, and all eyes were on me.

A tall guy with wire-rimmed glasses came up to me, and shook my hand. "Hi, Edward Cullen, right?"

Weirded out, I grabbed my hand away. "Yeah, thanks," I said, not thankful at all. I frowned at everyone else and they looked away.

I really didn't want to be in here. But I promised Bella that I'd get my act together, and figure myself out. If it worked for Bella, then it could work for me, too. I just didn't see it right now.

BPOV

Edward and I traded letters again, but this time for him.

I missed him so much, but I was glad that he was getting out his feelings and feeling better.

The band and I thought that since they had a tribute towards me when I went away, we'd have one for him. I thought it was really sweet. Surprisingly, Rosalie wanted to make a tribute about him.

May the angels protect you, trouble neglect you

And heaven accept you when it's time to go home

May you always have plenty, the glass never empty

And know in your belly, you're never alone

May your tears come from laughing, you find friends worth having

With every year passes, they mean more than gold

May you win and stay humble, smile more than grumble

And know when you stumble, you're never alone