What about love? {ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE}

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A/N
Its been like 2 weeks i know😭

Edward P.O.V

I've called Bella 14 times. 14 times! Where is she? It's seriously worrying me.

I decided on going over to her house. And so i went.

I rang the doorbell 3 times before Renee opened it.

"Hello." She said with a fake smile plastered across her aging face. "What brings you by?"

"Have you heard from Bella? I'm really worried about her."

"She's here." She sneered. "Why?"

"I want to see my fiancé." I stated curtly.

"Well, you can't." She said coldly. "And she's not your fiancé anymore.

Did I need hearing aids. What did she just say?

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Get off of my property now, you're not welcome here."

And just like that. My life was gone. I shook my head and glared at her.

"You forced us to get engaged, and now you want everything to break off?" I asked a bit more calmly. I could punch the woman in the face.

"Yes." Was her simple answer before she shut the door in my face.

....

Bella P.O.V

I was in my room, glowering away, looking like shit, and feeling like mess. Or was it feeling like shit, and looking like a mess. Whatever. Who cares.

I was in the middle of feeling miserable when I heard the velvet voice of my one and only. My Edward.

Him and Renée were arguing. Renée. I can't believe her and Charlie would do this.

Anyways, why is Edward here anyways. I creep downstairs only to find him gone, and Renée headed back to the living room.

Tonight, I'd runaway. With Edward, or course. I just need a plan.

....

That night I packed my bags and made sure my parents were asleep. I slowly creeped down the stairs and ran. Ran for my life. Ran for love.

I got to Edwards house, and saw his light in his room was on. Good.

I walked over to the front door and rang the doorbell.

Esme answered and gave me a hug. I explained everything and was more than a bit shocked because Renée and Charlie hadn't said anything.

She let me go up into Edwards room, and I ran up the stairs.

"Edward?! Edward!" I shouted out to him. I finally found his room and burst through.

"Bella? What are you doing here?"

"We're running away." I simply told him.

He looked surprised to say the least, but readily agreed. He'd told me his grandparents owned a hotel in Seattle and that we could stay there.

And so my life with Edward Cullen would begin. Hopefully, Renée and Charlie wouldn't find us.