Moonlight Flare

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Bella's POV

I didn't know where I was going. All I was doing was getting distance between myself and the trouble going on behind me.

I mean why wouldn't Edward respond to me? I stood up for us! For him...

I just don't get it

I suddenly realized where I was and noticed that I had ran in the direction of the meadow.

I sighed aloud. I guess it would do. I'd been running for about ten minutes.

I slowed to a walk and moved to the middle of the field.

I sat down and put my head in my hands.

Now was a time that I wish I could be human. To fall asleep. To escape reality.

I just don't want to deal with this. Because of this stupid stranger...!

Why!?! I mean why in god's name did he have to come here!?! I didn't ask for this stupid problem!

I haven't even spoken to the guy for 5 minutes and I already hate him!

I flexed my hands and realized that I had moved my hands to the ground and now I had two handfuls of dirt.

I growled as I tossed the dirt aside I pulled my knees to my chest and folded my arms across my knees and put my head down on my arms.

This sucked.

I was tired of dealing with these stupid problems.

Why couldn't I have been normal?

Why couldn't I have just wanted to stay away from this stupid town like everyone else.

I mean, I don't regret coming the first time. Not at all.

But why the hell did I come back?

I had my husband, my daughter, my family and a beautiful home in the mountians of northern Canada. Why did I give that up for Forks!?!

I was so busy In my mental ranting that I failed to notice the approach of another person.

It wasn't until I heard an anxious, unsure voice that I was on my feet and to the opposite end of the meadow as them just from being startled.

"Bella?" Edward asked.

I turned to him and for the first time ever gave him an emotionless stare.

"If my running away from everyone wasn't clear enough, I'm upset." I said the last two words slowly as if they were being spoken to someone who needed help understanding comprehension.

"And I want to be left alone." I added.

Edward looked back at me. Scared. He looked terrified.

But that looked was as if he was afraid of me.

It looked like he was frightened of losing me.

"Bella love, please let me explain." He begged.

"What, Edward? What do you need to explain? Because I don't know why you were mad at me in the first place. I thought when you loved someone you were supposed to stick up for them. Either I was wrong about that assumption, or there's something your not telling me." I said in a hard voice, hating the words as I spoke them. I was practically questioning his love for me. I felt like a bitch. But I needed to say it. He needs to know how much he hurt me.

His face contorted in unspeakable pain and he looked like he was about to fall to his knees.

I hated that I'd done that to him. But he hurt me. A lot.