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History Repeats Itself

Summary:
FINAL CHAPTER AND ORIGIONAL ENDING POSTED!! History has a tendancy to repeat, whether we like it or not. We all know what happened in New Moon, Edward left Bella. What if they meet again in the future and Bella is a vampire that goes by Abi White? Will he find out her true identity, and if he does, will she take him back?


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6. Disscussions

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Once we were back at the Cullen house, we split up. Edward, carrying his tux, went up to his room, but Alice pulled me aside.

"Why are you so reluctant?" she demanded.

"What do you mean?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Why are you so reluctant to be with Edward?" she asked, "You agreed to go to prom with him so grudgingly, I thought you were being forced."

"Well did you ever find out that my boyfriend left me?" I nearly shouted, "He left Bella! I don't want him to leave me too!"

"Yeah, but he left so we wouldn't hurt her." she said angrily.

"How do you know he really loved her?" I demanded.

"He was so depressed, Emmett and Jasper had to keep him from killing himself." she informed me, "His pain caused Jasper pain. Jasper senses what people are feeling. Edward was so depressed, Jasper became depressed too!" she shouted and ran inside. I'd never seen that side of Alice before.

I sat down numbly on the porch steps to watch the sun rise. I wasen't aware of my surroundings until I felt cold hands on my shoulders and a musical voice in my ear.

"Hello." he said, sitting down next to me with his arm around me. It felt so right but also so wrong.

"Hey." I replied out of instinct.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't trust you." I said coldly.

"Why?" he asked, honestly confused.

"You left Bella and someone left me before. How am I supposed to know you won't leave me?"

"What if I promised?" he asked.

"I wouldn't believe you," I replied.

"How about this?" He leaned forward and kissed me, just like when I was afraid of him hitting trees when he ran.

"I still don't believe you." I countered stubbornly, but with a small smile. He kissed me again. I was beginning to believe he meant it, but I shook my head. After a few more kisses, I gave in. "You won't leave?" I asked, though it sounded more like a statement than a question.

"Nope." he said, pulling me closer.

After a while, he asked, "Are you Bella?"

I stared at him in confusion.

He sighed. "I read minds. I couldn't read hers and I can't read yours. You also look like her and you're the same age."

"Maybe I just won't let you in."

"Maybe . . ." he sighed again, "I wish I were still with her." I couldn't believe that he'd believed me.

"Forget about the past and move on!" I nearly shouted. He nodded sadly. "Come on! I know it's hard for you, but I'm supposed to trust you. It's hard as it is, not to mention the fact that you left your girlfriend!" I shouted and ran away.

My heart ached for him. I brought back memories that were hurting him. Above all, he loved me, and I wanted him back.

"Wait, Abi!" Edward called from behind me. He spun me around by the shoulders. "Look, obviously it bothers you that I left Bella. But you have to understand why! I didn't want to hurt her! I couldn't risk it. I'd be better off miserable than her dead. I thought it'd be easy for her to move on!" his voice broke, but he continued. "I mean, why would she care so much about me? I nearly killed her! I- I was horrible and mean to her at first. Why did she love me?" He was staring at thew ground blankly.

I swallowed a lump in my throat. I wanted to tell him it was okay, that I was Bella, and I cared about him more than anything. No! I countered, Not in love! Not involved! He might leave again! I looked up, but I had to turn away from Edward's sorrow- filled eyes. "I'm sorry." I muttered, and went inside, where my family was finally ready to go.

"Let's go."

"On the way home, I streaked through the woods, leaving my family far behind. I had to think. No, I had to stop thinking. I hesitated outside my house as the rest of my family filed in. I can't fall in love. He left me. He'll leave again. I know it. Why? Why am I so stupid? My heart is begging to be broken. I can't listen to it. I have to think. My heart ached in protest. Stop being stupid! This was annoying. I shouted meaninglessly at the sky and stormed inside.