Remember When...
Prologue
"You need to eat, Bella." Jessica stated.
I pushed my sandwich away with a face full of disgust, "No, I don't."
She pushed the sandwich back in front of me, "Yes, you do."
Sighing, I responded, "I can't." My eyes darted over to his table. He was acting as if nothing happened. As if nothing had changed. He doesn't care, I tried to convince myself, but I just couldn't accept that. I looked back at the food in front of me. Grabbing at it roughly, I got up and tossed it into the garbage can. As I sat back down, my friends, Jessica, Angela, and Alice, stared at me in awe.
"That's not healthy. You have to eat." Angela huffed.
I thought about the sandwich I had just recently thrown out. I fought the urge to vomit, "I just can't. I don't feel right." I looked over at his table again. He was eating all of his food. Laughing along with his friends. I couldn't do the same.
Alice's grip on my arm took me out of my minor trance, "Do you want me to tell Guidance?"
My eyes widened, "No! Don't do that!"
"Then at least eat this," She handed me a french fry.
I stared at it, with a face full of repulsion. Squeezing my eyes shut, I took a bite. I tried to resist the urge of spitting it out right away, to no avail. My friends sighed.
We were sitting at our lunch table in the high school cafeteria. I hadn't sat with them in a while. My life had been too preoccupied with him.
"Look, I know Edward hurt you," I couldn't help but wince at the sound of his name, "But you need to move on." Angela supplied.
"It's not that easy," I started, "All I can do is think about him. What we had. How everything is over. It hurts."
"Remember when I used to like Edward?" Jessica asked. I remembered. She tried to break Edward and me up. "I got over it quickly. If I can do it, you can do it."
"It's not the same," I emphasized. "You guys were never boyfriend and girlfriend. You guys never did anything. In fact, Edward hates you. He loves me. Well, he used to."
Alice rubbed my back. "You'll get over it. He isn't good for you."
"He is," I reasoned. "He's perfect. Despite what's happened and how much pain he's putting me through, I still love him." I shook my head, fighting the tears I had felt coming on.
I knew I had stumped them. They've never been in a situation like this. Before I went to bed that night, I logged onto my Skype account. I clicked on the name that's been on my mind the whole day. Edward Cullen. Quickly, Skype loaded all of our messaging history. This was the only recorded proof I had of our relationship. Reading it has become a part of my everyday agenda. I settled on re-reading this one message he had sent: "I'm not leaving you. Period."
Well, that ended up being a lie. He promised me a forever. That didn't mean anything to him, because he did leave me. With that, he took what was my key of loving again. My heart.
A/N Next chapter will be posted soon! :)