Right I know that there are a few stories a bit like this already on this website but I wanted to do my own twist on this. I'm not completely sure where I'll take this story but worst comes to worst I'll just take a break from it =)

Prologue

They hadn't found out yet – no one had. It was slightly surprising considering what they were. No matter it would all be fine as long as it remained a secret, I could keep some sense of normalcy that way. As long as he doesn't find out it'll be fine, he feels guilty enough for leaving I don't want him feeling guilty about this as well ... I can't hurt him anymore since he's hurting himself so much ... at least his pain is only emotional .. I'd hate for him to suffer physical pain.

It's slightly surprising how it doesn't hurt that much anymore... maybe the numb is taking over? That's stupid since there's no reason for it to be there... Edward could help ... But no – I never want him to see what I've done – it'll just show how even more imperfect I am compared to him – no ill never let him see the old, new and healing ones ... I never want him to see the scars on my soul, and the self inflicted ones on my body.