Bella's POV.

Everything was perfect. Everyone was happy, completely blissful. Everything was going wonderfully. I had the love of my life, the best friends you could ask for. I imagined I couldn't be any happier than I already was, nothing now could go wrong.

How stupid can you be?

All of that melted away on the night of our 3rd year dating anniversary.

There was a huge party, but no one else except Edward, Alice, and I really knew what it was about. The first hour and a half, I was nothing but smiles and love. I didn't spend a minute out of Edwards's arms as he twirled us gently in a circle. As I gazed into his eyes, the time seemed to fly by.

Out of nowhere Edward glanced up and jerked out of my arms, interrupting my stargazing. He moved away from me, through the swarm of human bodies. I was left standing there, my arms still extended toward him, looking like an idiot. I stood there for a few seconds when I saw Mike Newton starting to come toward me. Ugh. I'll go find Alice instead.

I found Alice and we chatted for a while, and she looked over sharply in the opposite direction. I tried to see what she was looking at, but she pulled me over to the couch. My smile had left, I was getting really worried. I looked over her spiky head and saw Edward.

My smile returned full force, but that was before I saw her. They were standing close; his hands were on her arms. My smile slowly faded. As I watched, he leaned down toward her face…

I gasped. Alice looked at me questioningly, but I just shook my head. I made my way over to the food table and got myself a drink. I downed it in one big gulp and helped myself to another. My head felt clearer, and I felt a little less upset. I could have misunderstood, you know? It was pretty loud in here, he could have leaned down to tell her something. Yeah, that must have been it.

I turned back around and looked for his bronze hair. It was kind of hard under the flashing lights, but I managed. When I found it, I sighed in relief. How stupid am I? Edward wouldn't kiss another girl. Especially not that redheaded one that looked like she was eating his face…

My jaw dropped. I turned around sharply as my face burned. Sensing that Coke wouldn't be strong enough, I reached over for the alcohol. A cool hand caught my wrist before I made it though. I looked over and Alice was shaking her head.

"You don't want to do that, Bells." She shouted over the noise.

I looked at her. "Oh yes I do," I tried to say. My throat was tight from suppressing tears, so it barely had any volume. She heard me though, and released my wrist. I grabbed it and poured a generous sized glass. I sipped it.

Alice pulled me over to the same couch we were on less than 20 minutes ago. Her eyes scrutinized my face, trying to see what was wrong. I didn't understand how she could my eyes, since they were completely blurred with tears that ran down my cheeks. I drank half the glass.

Finally Alice's curiosity got the best of her. "Bella what's wrong?" I tried to look away but her tiny hands held my face in place. "Bella tell me!"

I took a shuddering breath and tested my voice to see if I could speak at all. "Edw—" I coughed viciously. Instead I just pointed toward Edward. Alice glanced over and did a double take. She hissed loudly, causing Mike Newton to jump and inch away.

"How dare he!" she screeched. That just hurt my heart even more. I finished the rest of my drink, which was pretty large to begin with.

"Hey Mike, could you pour me another glass of alcohol?" I croaked. He took the glass and gave me a weird look as he walked away.

I felt a sharp stab in my heart. I reached out eagerly as Mike handed me a full glass of it. I started chugging it but Alice pulled the glass away.

"Are you so upset you're gonna drink yourself to death?!" she hissed.

"Um, yeah."

"Fine, but it's your hangover." Alice growled.

As I downed the rest of my drink, my vision blurred and I felt more content. Like nothing had gone wrong. I felt a smile spread across my face before I face-planted into Alice's lap, spilling the drink all over her dress. I thought I heard her groan in disgust. "Dammit my dress!!' But hey, I could have been dreaming.

I dozed for a while, not exactly awake but not exactly asleep. I could hear things going on, but I couldn't react. It was kind of nice, or at least it was before I heard his voice.

"What's going on?" Edward sounded confused and worried. I felt hands run over my face gently but swiftly.

Alice didn't answer, but I could almost feel the anger rolling off of her in waves.

"Has she been drinking?!" His voice rose angrily toward the end. "She smells like alcohol…"

Alice's voice was acid. "No freaking duh she was drinking, Edward! How could you do that?!"

I felt myself drifting farther away, the voices became fainter.

"What are you talking about Alice…"was the last thing I heard.