This is short but I just wanted to get through it quickly. I didn't want to write it but it had to happen.


My brilliant plan that sounded absolutely brilliant wasn’t so amazing when I sat and thought about it. It seemed quite simple when I first thought of it. What was the only way Charlie would have no control over me? The answer was my mother. My plan was to go back to England, where my mother was, and Charlie could no longer have a say in what I did. Edward would follow me and he could bring his whole family to Londres if he wanted to. But the plus I thought about it, the plus I knew it wouldn’t work. It would work for me - there was no problem with me moving to England. It wouldn’t work for the Cullens. The only wildlife we have in Londres is pigeons. There are no grizzly bears ou mountain lions. I don’t think that Edward had thought about that when he had started planning our déplacer to England. I don’t want to ruin his happiness. He thinks I have thought of a way for us to be together. But I haven’t. I have thought of a way to keep us apart. I couldn’t keep this from Edward. He could read my mind and it didn’t take him long to see this.
“I forgot about that,” he said.
We were in his car in the school car park. The only time we could see each other was at school but even Charlie was managing to stop us. In nearly all the classes I had with Edward, the teacher was separating us on Charlie’s orders. It was infuriating. At least in his car we could sit suivant to each other.
“I’m sorry, Edward.” I kissed his snowy lips. “I forgot toi were a vampire.”
Edward looked at me, amused that I would forget something like that.
“Yes and sometimes I forget you’re human,” he a dit sarcastically.
“This is serious,” I said, hitting him playfully. “It looks like I’m stuck here.”
“There must be some way for us to hunt in London,” he thought.
“Edward, there isn’t,” I told him regretfully. “Don’t toi think I would already have thought of it?”
Edward tried to mask his pain but he didn’t do a very good job.
“I’m sorry,” I said, looking down at my hands. “I wish there was some other way.”
“It’s not your fault.”
“We have biology next.” I tried to sound cheerful but I failed.
“Great.” Edward didn’t sound cheerful either.
“Come on.” I opened the car door and stepped out into the cold. He followed and wrapped an arm around my waist. We walked in silence to the science lab. We were both thinking how hard it would be not to see each other as much as we wanted, and if Charlie continued the way he did, not at all. Half the class was already seated when we walked in. We took our normal place and I got out my books. We were only sitting there for a few secondes before Mr Banner came in. He looked at me and Edward and walked over to us.
“He isn’t?”
“He is,” Edward replied with a sigh.
I groaned inwardly. Mr Banner stopped in front of us.
“Miss cygne will toi please swap seats with Miss Weber.” Mr Banner pointed over at Angela who waved at me.
“No,” I said, defiantly. “I am not moving again today. This is my siège and I will sit here.”
Edward squeezed my hand under the table.
“OK, then,” Mr Banner said, turning to Edward. “Mr Cullen, please swap seats with Miss Weber.”
“Did my father tell toi to do this?” I asked Mr Banner.
Mr Banner looked uncomfortable.
“I’m sick of this!” I half-shouted. “I can’t take it anymore!”
I felt this indescribable rage erupted inside of me. I was infuriated that he would do this. He had gone too far. I just couldn’t take his crap anymore. I was going. With ou without Edward.
“I’m leaving,” I said. I gathered up my livres and shoved them in my bag.
“What?” Edward and Mr Banner spoke at the same time.
“I’m leaving,” I spoke slowly so they would understand.
I slung my bag on my shoulder and left the classroom. Edward was behind me and followed me out. When we were out in the deserted corridor he grabbed my arm and spun me round to face him.
“What do toi mean you’re leaving?” he asked quietly. He didn’t even have to ask, he knew the answer.
“I’m going,” I told him. “I’m going back to England.”
“But what about me?”
“We might as well face it, Edward. We can’t be together. Isn’t it obvious?”
He didn’t answer. He was trying to hide his hurt.
“Look, I’m your enemy, Edward. You’re supposed to trying to kill me, not l’amour me. Charlie isn’t doing everything he can to keep us apart. Why fight it?”
“I don’t want toi to go,” Edward’s voice was forceful.
“So I have to stay here and be miserable?” I looked up into his golden eyes. He was really hurting and I hated to do this to him. “I l’amour you, Edward, I do. But I can’t stay here when he’s being like this. He’s arrogant and conceited. I don’t know him anymore. He’s driving me insane. The only reason I’m here is toi but...”
“You don’t want me.”
“That’s not it.” I stressed. I took held both his hands. “I will never stop wanting you. Never.”
“Then why are toi going?”
I was close to tears. I didn’t want to leave him. I didn’t. But it was Charlie. I couldn’t live with him anymore and I couldn’t live with Edward because he would just drag me back. I couldn’t run away with Edward because Charlie would find us. The only option was England.
“I’m sorry, Edward.” I kissed both his hands. His hands tightened on mine, not letting me go but I gently eased my hands away. There were tears streaming down my cheeks now. My cœur, coeur felt like it was being ripped in two. I didn’t want to leave him but I knew I had to.
“Don’t go,” he whispered.
If vampires could cry I swear there would be tears in Edward’s or eyes. Edward was trying not to breakdown but he was failing. I didn’t want to see him like that. I wouldn’t be able to leave if I did.
“Bye.” My sight was blurry through the tears; I could only see the outline of Edward. I turned away from him and walked down the corridor, sobbing quietly.