Hi guys! This is a thing that suddenly popped into my head a few months ago, and I only just managed to put it into words. If you don't know what Doctor Who is, I will put a link on my profile to the wiki page. Please read this even if you don't know what Doctor Who is, because I will probably explain things during the story anyway! Thank you, hope you enjoy! :D

All the fighting; all the pain and heartbreak; the constant slamming of doors and scratching at each other's faces, it was finally coming to an end. But not how I wanted it to. I thought back to earlier, when everything had fallen apart.

"Edward, what's happened to you?" I asked, the pain in my voice evident. I looked up at his face to find cold, dark eyes staring down at me, burning a hole through my soul. They were no longer the eyes I had once loved. Everything about him had changed. He wasn't the same Edward.

He didn't reply. I sensed his hand come up to my face, caressing it gently, and for a second I thought that maybe, just maybe, he would come back. But I was wrong. He grabbed my chin, thrusting my head back, and kissed me roughly on the lips. Only it wasn't really a kiss. It was an attack, on my body and my soul. I pushed him off, only to make him kiss me even more harshly. I couldn't take it anymore. It took all my strength to fling him across the room, but I wouldn't be able to get away. Not just yet.

"I am your husband and you will treat me as any good wife would!" Edward growled low in his throat. He stalked towards me: a predator seeking its prey.

"We're not in 1918 anymore Edward! I married you because I loved you, and because I thought you respected me. I'm not your rag doll to throw around and do as you wish!" I shrieked, and I could hear the fear in my voice.

"Please, just tell me Edward! Why are you suddenly like this? We used to be in love, but now I'm just not sure. I need to know," I begged. He grinned his crooked grin, the one I used to love, only this time it was a wicked grin. I knew he wasn't going to answer any of my questions, but I still needed to ask them.

I heard the front door open and Edward's head flicked in that direction. He gave me a look that said 'I'm not done yet.' I took the opportunity for freedom and raced down the stairs. Nobody noticed me as I entered the living room so I grabbed the keys that lay on the dresser and headed straight for the garage.

It was chilly outside, not that it really mattered. I plipped the key and flitted over to the car that responded. I sank into the rich leather seats, hoping they would engulf me. My head was spinning with today's events. I didn't understand why Edward had suddenly become an aggressive, abusive man. I thought I loved him, but that was where I was most wrong. I couldn't find anywhere in my heart that still loved him.

I drove at top speed to the city. I needed to be in a busy place, surrounded by people, to distract me from my own thoughts. As expected, Sault Ste. Marie was busy. I dove straight into the crowd, finding comfort in the bustle of the Saturday morning shopping crowd. That's when I saw him. A man of about twenty-five, wearing clothes that would make Alice cry. He wore a plain brown tweed jacket, a shirt and bow tie, and navy blue trousers. But his clothes were not what drew my attention to him. Our eyes met, and I could see that those eyes were far older than he appeared to be. Green eyes that sparkled but were dull at the same time. They had seen more than a man of his age should have. I couldn't get my head round it. His eyes widened when they met mine and I realized he knew something, but what he knew was a mystery to me. I looked away quickly, not wanting to attract any more attention. When I looked back to the place he had been standing, the man was no longer there.

I forgot all about wanting to be away from Edward and drove straight home. It wasn't until I got back and saw Edward waiting for me on the porch that I remembered. I didn't meet his eyes as I walked into the house but I could feel his eyes on my back.

"Where have you been Bella? You didn't ask for my permission to go out. I should know when you are going somewhere in your own," He grilled, talking to me as if I were a child. I saw right through the protective façade and saw that the only reason he didn't want me going out alone was because he was afraid I would run away. He had every right to fear that. I didn't say anything and headed for our room instead. He followed behind so I spun around to face him.

"Really Edward? What do you want? You can't go on keeping me from the world. If you don't want me to run away then treat me right. Show me that you love me, make me believe it. But don't treat me like a child, or anything else. Treat me as the woman you love," I blurted out in a low whisper. He seemed stunned for a second, but quickly regained his composure. He glared at me and then turned on his heel to go downstairs, however I could see in his eyes that nothing had changed. He would continue to abuse me until I really did something about it.

I took his absence as a chance to pack everything I would need. I didn't think about any of it, or Alice would see me and I would never be able to leave. I threw in some shirts, pants and underwear, and a change of shoes. I stuffed a wad of cash into the bottom of the bag, not looking at the amount: I knew it would be enough to last me for a while. I slipped a card into my back pocket; my phone into the other and then grabbed a coat. I dropped the bag out of the window and jumped down after it. The keys to the car were still in my pocket so I flitted to the car and started it as quickly and quietly as possible. I couldn't waste another minute so as soon as the car was running I sped down the road in the first direction that came to mind.

A.N. Well how was that? Interesting so far? Do you want to read more? Well, I have started the second chapter, but it isn't finished yet, so it should be up soon. Thanks for reading :D