This is a continuation of Flash Forward, so for those of you who haven't read it, you may be a little confused. I wouldn't say that you'll have no idea what's going on, but you'll have a better understanding :)

Give Bella a chance! After all, is very patient with Edward in the future lol.

And for my wonderful readers, I love you all and I am humbled by the response I received for Flash Forward. That was my first fic and your support helped me continue to write it.

Regular disclaimers: not beta'd. Stephanie Meyer owns all things Twilight. I own this crazy plot.

Prologue

Who would have thought this would be what my life had come to?

I thought I had it figured out. I thought everything was going to be easy.

That was until he came into my life and flipped my world upside down.

Edward Cullen.

This crazy handsome man had somehow convinced himself that we were meant to be together.

He was absolutely certain that he was in love with me...even though I was so messed up.

He made me feel as though I was normal and loving and worthy of love.

He was so good.

Somehow, during my short time with this insane man, he had wormed his way into my heart and made a home there. The feelings had snuck up on me.

And in my confusion and inability to open up, I had messed up everything.

I had hurt this beautiful, warm, loving man. I glanced over at him and studied his features as he drove me home in the pouring rain. His jaw was clenched. I looked away before he caught me staring like he always did.

"Bella, about what happened before..."

I sucked in a breath, waiting for him to continue.

"You were right. We should just stay friends."

I snapped my head to him, unable to speak. He stared straight ahead.

"Everything just became so complicated and God, I miss our friendship. I hate that we've gotten to the point where we have to avoid each other. I-I won't do anything to-pressure you into being with me anymore because it's not worth what has happened. Let's just remain friends."

A lump formed in my throat and I was afraid if I said anything, I'd start crying.

I hadn't even realized we had stopped driving until Edward opened his door. I could barely move.

He didn't want to be with me anymore.

He opened my door for me and held out his hand. I took it without even thinking. I was in a daze as he walked me to my door.

He didn't want to be with me anymore. It wasn't worth it.

I wasn't worth it.

Of course.

We reached the door to my apartment building, and I still hadn't responded to what he said.

"Bella...are you alright?" His quiet voice was like a caress.

I nodded without looking up at him.

"Can you look at me?"

I swallowed and hoped my nose wasn't turning pink...something that always happened when I was about to cry. I brought my brown eyes to his intense green ones.

He was frowning...and very close to me. His eyes were no longer guarded and I could see how...sad he was. His expression changed to determined in the matter of seconds.

"Can I try something? It will be the last time. I just..." He placed his fingertips on my chin and stared at my lips. "...need to do this one more time before I won't anymore."

He pressed his lips against mine. I shut my eyes and enjoyed the way his stubble rubbed across my chin. I kissed him back. He moved his lips in sync with mine and I parted my lips, giving him better access. His tongue swept across mine, and I moaned.

His hand was still holding mine, as the other gripped my waist, pulling me closer. It was like we were dancing.

He pulled away and pressed his forehead against mine. I kept my eyes closed and could feel his breath on my face. I was panting.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, giving my lips one more peck before completely pulling away from me.

I watched as he walked to his car, got in, and drove away.

I slowly walked up the stairs to my apartment, gripping the railing to keep my legs from giving out.

I took deep breaths when I got to my door and pulled out my keys with shaking hands. I finally unlocked my door and waited until it shut. I pressed my back against the door and slid down until my knees touched my chest.

My vision blurred and I started sobbing.

It was too late. He had had enough.

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