Hey guys! I have so much to apologize for, and I realize this. I am so, extremely sorry that I've highly neglected this story, and I feel so guilty that I've not looked at this story in over a year. That wasn't fair to any of you wonderful readers who took a chance and read the written words of a naive writer, and loved it. I began writing this story at a low point in my life when I had believed myself to be all alone, and had only the comforting company of the many books on the bookshelves of my library. After some soul searching, time, and therapy, I have seen that that wasn't the case. As a result to my new found resolution on life, I no longer had the energy, nor the inspiration to continue this story...I am extremely sorry. Especially to all of you wonderful reviewers who have express your love for this story and plot, despite the fact that it isn't the first of its kind, especially in the Twilight Fandom. As well, in my opinion, this story was poorly written on my part for lack of maturity in the writing. A maturity that I now have with more experience in writing as well as wisdom and age. I feel so childish looking back at what I wrote only more than a year ago, and seeing how so childlike the sentence structure is. I can't believe it. But I've matured and as I have, so has my writing, and I don't think I could continue this story as it is.

I realize that apologizing won't actually make up for my neglect, but I hope that it offers a kind of,...I don't want to say excuse, because I don't want to seem like that author that always makes excuses for not updating or quitting on a story, but it really is that. I hope that you find this as a legitimate excuse and can forgive me.

I am no longer writing for Moonlite Tears...at least for now. Maybe, someday in the future, I can return to this story, and pick up where I've left off, but I cannot guarantee anything.

I will however update every snip, page, and outtake I have ever written in regards to this story. Some of future chapters I had planned, as well as the 'sequel' I had hopes for writing once this story had seen its end.

As well, in a way, I am giving this story up for 'adoption'. If anyone out there wishing to take this story up and see to it that it reaches its last chapter, you can. Please PM and I'll try to reply as soon as I can...I have everything you would possibly need to continue writing this fic. Pictures of what I imagined the characters to look like, the cars, their house, as well as a full summary of the ENTIRE story, as well as a roughly constructed timeline for the events occurring within the plot. If you're interested, PM me, or just leave me a review.

Once again, I am extremely sorry and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for believing in me and this story.

Your reviews and knowing that someone out there liked what I wrote, got me through that era of my life. I owe you guys my life. Thank you so much.

Goodbye.

This is what I had typed for Chapter 11. The title would've been 'I Wasn't What You Needed'. It's not complete.

Enjoy. And again, I'm so sorry.

Chapter 11

Edward's POV

I closed my eyes and let my head fall back. My talk with Jacquel—Jackie had gotten a little more emotional than I had expected.

The barrier, the wall, that I had built around all of my thoughts about...Bella...had been broken. I had spilt, spoke every secret, every thought, everything to a girl whom I didn't even know. But God knows, if there is a God, that I feel better.

A pang of guilt struck with such intensity I fluttered my eyes open, expecting to see Jasper.

Of course Jasper wasn't here. I was in the very back of a classroom. I ignored everyone from the teacher to the students.

I felt guilty for practically forcing her to lie to her family. She was putting everything on line, just so her sister could be "happy".

I loved Bella with all my heart and could do nothing but wish that she would believe me. How easily she had believed the lies and wouldn't believe the truth.

The teacher droned on, and I tuned him out as always.

Suddenly I felt a pull towards the window to my left. I turned, the insensity of the need to look over powered my will.

There she was.

In her entire glory. My memory hadn't done her any justice. She was beautiful beyond comparison. Her golden eyes filled to the brim of hidden secrets, the gate way to her iner thoughts that I couldn't decode. And her lips—oh, her lips! So soft, so inviting, all I wanted was to kiss her and never let her go.

But you did. And now she's no longer yours. My inner thoughts spat at me.

I sighed. They were right. I had let her go, left her, and she no longer wanted anything to do with me.

As if feeling my stare, she turned her gaze from her cell phone and looked up.

Our gazes met and I was trapped inside a pool of golden brown. They were framed a pair of long,thick framed eyelashes. They filled with some emotion I had no name for.

I stared into her eyes for what seemed like an eternity. I bit back the urge to break the window between us and take her into my arms. My hand tighten into a fist, about to break the stupid barrier, until she looked away from me;someone called her name.

Jacqueline.

A mix of emotion surged through me, and questions flooded my mind. What if, Jacqueline had not come? What would have happened?

I turned my attention back to the sisters below. Eavesdropping seemed rude so I tried my best tune their conversation out, but I couldn't look away from my Bella's harsh look. I cursed myself. I was the reason the harsh look of hatred was upon her lovely face.

I should have been there. I shouldn't have been so weak. I failed her. And now, I had to pay the price, as did she. Her price was her mortality. If I had been stronger, I would have never come back when I left for Denali that fatelful first day. She would not have been turned into this monster.

"Bastard." Snapping me out of my thoughts, Jacqueline growled the word towards me. I guess I deserved it. I deserve everything I am getting.

I watched sadly as Jacqueline marched after a maddened Bella Swan. I looked away, but not before glancing back at them once more. Jacqueline threw me a glance filled with her apologizes. I nodded back. She had warned me this would happen.

Sighing, I turned back to daydreaming of better times, completely ignoring the teacher.

Ah, lunch time. The time where the average human student goes and eats lunch while socializing. For me it was the time where I usually run off by myself, curl up into a ball and let the misery have me.

But today I had a reason to attend the overcrowded cafeteria. Bella. I had to see her. The sudden urge plagued ever nerve in my body.

I shuffled myself through the corridors towards my destination. It was like a cable cord was tied to my heart, pulling, tugging, me towards my other half. My beautiful Isabella.

Why had I been so weak? Why had I been stupid enough to leave her? It was all for nothing. I left her unprotected. And now, she was like that. An eternal monster...like me. No! Bella could never be a monster. She's an angel. An angel from heaven. An angel who I helped destroy.

Why are you frowning Edward Cullen? What'd I tell you about internal monologing? Especially when you're blaming yourself about Bella? You should be happy! She's alive. You're wasting precious energy on frowning and killing yourself! You should be concentrting on showing her your love! Maybe a diamond necklace...? No, Bella isn't like that... Alice ranted on and on. I almost smiled. Almost. Just the presense of Bella had my entire family back to themselves.

Suddenly a heavenly sound invaded my ears.

"Think of me when you're out,

When you're out there

I'll beg you nice from my knees"

Suddenly the heavenly sound was replaced with someone other's inhuman voice. It sound great, but I almost let out a whimper at the lose of that angelic voice.

"And when the world treats you

Way too fairly

Well it's a shame

I'm a dream

All I wanted was you"

The lyrics were sad, exactly my emotional mood. The second voice, the less angelic, sound awfully familiar. Its was full of understanding...full of emotion I had only heard seeping in the voice of one person. A person whom I had just met today...so that ment the heavenly voice was...no it couldn't be. Could it?

"All I wanted was you"

"It's Bella." Alice whispered my thoughts. A collective of inhuamn gasps rang through the hallway. With the immortal grace and poise I possessed, in slipped into the cafeteria. I neededto see her. To drink her in as she sang the melodicous tune.

"I think I'll pace my apartment

A few times

And fall asleep on the couch

Wake up early to

Little black and white re-runs"

There she was. She was more beautiful every time I saw her.

That escape from my mouth