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Broken Promise

Prologue

"Blonde doesn't suit you."

She had been hearing this all summer and she was tired of it. Her best friend kept on telling her that she liked her when she was brunette, a mousy brown haired girl.

Pfft.

"He's not here."

She sighed, roaming her hands in her blonde hair in frustration.

This was her last chance. This was her senior year.

To be frank she had been considering this since she had seen him last year, ever since the day she and Edward Cullen had ended up partners for their junior year's biology project. Edward had been a big help, he was smart, straight A+ student and knew what he was doing. It was first time she didn't had to do all the work. The fact was, that was first time she had been given the chance to talk with the famous Edward Cullen.

He wasn't what she was expecting him to be. Not horrible and jerkish like that she thought he would be. He had been upfront about the fact that he had done this project before and didn't want to fail or get a B in it. If it had been someone else she would have been pissed and yelled at him, but he was not someone. He was Edward.

Edward who didn't know she existed.

"Bella," Angela called breaking her from her thoughts. She shook her head turning towards her friend giving her attention, who just huffed and rolled her eyes at her

They were sitting in the lunch hall, the table they had occupied since their junior year.

Angela was her best friend; they had been pretty much like Jack and Jill, always together. Nerds, geeks, and science club you name it, together.

"I was lost in my head," she replied, giving another glance around the hall to search for him.

"I have heard he's dating her," Angela whispered, looking at her with sympathy in her eyes. She smiled which more came out as grimace.

"Are you sure?" She questioned leaning a little forward, feeling an ache in her chest on hearing those words.

"Lauren has been saying that," Angela replied back, rolling her eyes. She sighed, feeling a little relieved. Lauren was a liar. They all knew that, last year she said she was dating him but it was a lie. Edward had declined her proposal with calm and had acted like a proper gentleman even though she was throwing herself at him like a whore.

"I am going to tell him," She said, not meeting her eyes. Angela was giving her a sharp look, disbelief shining in her eyes. Bella hadn't said a word to him since that first class. Whenever she saw his beautiful face, she became mute, looking at him wide eyes, creeping him out.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Angela questioned with concern and she nodded not saying anything more.

Things were different now. They were seniors, graduating and high school will be forgotten memory soon.

She was different now.

No more she had that mousy plain brown hairs, they were dyed blonde last summer, because Edward liked blondes. He had dated only blonde girls. Kate, Tanya and now rumor was that it was Jessica.

She wasn't the self conscious girl anymore who was afraid of showing her skin off, wearing only comfortable clothes. She was confident now, wearing short skirts, just to get his attention. The changes had brought eyes on her but not of the one she wanted.

She didn't want to hide the truth anymore. She was determined to be honest about her feelings, to Edward and she wasn't a coward.

She was Chief's daughter.

She was brave.

Life was coming at her fast and she just … had to get it off her chest.

Her eyes widened when she saw his beautiful face entering the lunch hall. Gorgeous, copper colored hair like autumn leaves, bright green eyes like emerald gem with sexiest smile on his face. She had to remind herself to breathe when he strode by her.

"Bella, I know he's gorgeous. But this is not you. He is not good for you," Angela's voice brought her out of the daze her head snapping towards her best frowned. Her eyes narrowed at her.

"Excuse me," she snapped at her rudely, even though she didn't want to.

"He makes you different. You have to change yourself to get his attention. That is not good," Angela said giving her the same old advice that her father had given her when she was a child.

Bella, if you had to change yourself for a boy then he is not good enough for you.

She rolled her eyes at him, ignoring her friend and stood up. She picked her lunch bag that she hadn't even touched the whole time and left without saying another word.

She had dressed nice, her best outfit. Blue shirt and black short skirt with black jacket. The death trap, her heels that she had never worn before made her look tall.

For Edward she was trying, trying her best to make him like her.

Taking a deep breath, she made her way to the class she shared with him. Biology was same as always. The class she had topped once, was now spent gazing at him all the time. Whether he was aware of her eyes on him, he never glanced back at her. The time went slowly but she was patient, this was her chance.

Chance to tell him.

When the bell ran, she waited for him to get up and followed him. They had gym after, she watched as he made his way to his locker.

This was it.

She made her legs move, stepping closer to him. He was pulling out his clothes out of the locker for the class. She stood behind, trying not to fidget. She breathed out; there was no turning back now.

He might have sensed her because he turned with a big smile on his face and words 'hey' erupting form his mouth.

The smile dimmed when he saw her.

He was expecting someone else.

"I'm not … who you think I am," she said, her stomach tying in knots. She didn't get an immediate response.

He was a handsome person, muscular but more lean. Bella always found him to be absolutely beautiful. He had model-like face, almost and his hair looked he just rolled out of the bed.

He had a curious look on his face.

"Sorry."

Bella was momentarily struck, when she realized he didn't know her name. She thought this might be the case but now watching his eyes that held no familiarity or acknowledgement in them, it hurt, a lot.

"I know this is …. Weird," she started, pushing her hair behind her ear, making it messier than it already was.

Bella waited, her eyes darting to the side nervously. "I needed to speak with you." She tried to put all the emotion in her tone but it came out as flat and stutter.

"Oh," he said with surprise plastered on his face, his eyebrows rose. He shrugged and motioned her to continue.

"So what can I do for you?" he asked, green eyes trained on her watching her closely.

"I came here because there's something I want to tell you," she started, her voice only somewhat shaky. "I've wanted to tell you for a long time actually." Edward raised his eyebrows questioningly. "And I figured that, since we're graduating, it couldn't hurt to be honest."

"Is this going to be one of those 'I hate you' speeches?" Edward was abruptly suspicious. "Because if it is, I'm so not cool with that."

"It's not," Bella assured quickly, his brown eyes wide as she shook her head. She wondered how he could think that she hated him. Edward nodded then, silent and seemingly content to let the conversation continue. "It's quite the opposite actually."

Those green eyes narrowed at her.

"Do you remember the biology project we did together last year?"

"We did," The tone of surprise in his voice made her grimace. It pained, he didn't remember.

"The golden onion prize," she said nervously trying to make him remember.

"Oh!" He smiled when he remembered and then frowned, his forehead creasing in concentration when he looked at her.

"Bella Swan," she said her name, first time in her life she felt small when she introduced herself, even though it wasn't the first time she was doing this with him.

"Hmm," he hummed and asked. "You had brown hair before."

A smile split her on her lips when he said that. He remembered. "Yeah."

"Blonde looks …. Nice." The compliment didn't seem sincere, it felt more forced. She tried to not think much about it.

"It started then and I… I just want you to know the truth. I don't want to hide it anymore." Bella took a deep, steadying breath, closing her eyes momentarily. She gathered her thoughts, put them in order, and was thankful that Edward remained silent while she did so. But it didn't matter what words she considered, there was only one way to say it. She just had to get it over with.

"I…" Bella opened her eyes again, catching Edward's. "I'm in love with you."

There, she'd said it.

And was given silence in return.

At first it seemed like he hadn't understood what she said. Those big green eyes narrowed further, his mouth fell open. He started at her as if her words were taking extra long to sink into his skull.

He backed away abruptly, nearly knocking himself on the locker, his clothes fell down. Bella jumped but didn't move forward. She started up at him; she felt like her throat was closing as he watched her with wide eyes.

"I don't love you," Edward immediately claimed, his answer felt like a big slap on her face. She was expecting this. She'd just wanted to be honest.

"I know that," Bella replied quietly. "I just wanted-"

"Why are you telling me this?" he asked harshly, Bella nearly shying away. "Why are you saying this?"

"I wasn't….want …. You … uncomfortable," she spilled out, the sob that was trying to erupt out stopped her from forming a full sentence.

"Uncomfortable!" He looked pale, like deathly pale with his wide eyes. "You thought what? You would come and I would say I love you too." He spat out harshly. "God!" his hand moved towards his hair, clutching them tightly. "Jessica told me about you."

The words that she was going to say in her defense died down her throat.

"She told me you would try this. I didn't believe this,"

Bella wondered for a second if he had forgotten she was standing there as he poured out his thoughts. But he turned towards her, his eyes cold.

"You think I would like you, Please!" he snarled at her. The words hurt, a lot. Her heart felt like someone was tearing it out from the chest. Edward was tearing it out.

"You dyed your hair, this ugly color. You aren't even comfortable in your skin. I wouldn't even talk to someone like you who threw herself at others. Hell no one would."

She had no idea what he meant but the words 'You think I would like you' kept ringing in her ears. The words thrown at her were the words she had heard before, a lot of times.

They never seemed truer till now. All her insecurities thrown at her face awoke her from her deep sleep, a dream.

A dream where she thought she would marry Edward, have children, live happily ever after.

Now they were broken. She was broken like a glass.

"You're right," Bella agreed suddenly, Edward still visibly keeping his space. "I shouldn't have said anything."

The dream, that she had before him, came in her mind. The want that she had when she was small now surfaced again.

The one where she wanted to make something of herself.

A name.

But they were drowned in an illusion of Edward, the one she had made in her mind. How many times had Angela told her, he was not what she thought he was?

But she never listened.

"I'll leave," Bella whispered, looking down in the ground ashamed. "I know we don't know each other that well, and you probably hate me for what I told you." Her throat ached like someone had poured acid in her mouth. "But you don't have to worry about it anymore. I just wanted to tell you to get it off my chest."

She looked up and frowned when she saw his eyes were trained at something behind her. She turned around and gasped in horror when she saw her whole class standing there gaping at her.

The tears that she controlled now spilled out when she saw the face of her best friend. Only one thing was in her mind 'I told you so' which Angela would never say, she knew that. The pity in her eyes that was trained on her, made her wish for ground to swallow her.

The giggles of girls and the smirking face of Jessica was the last thing she saw before she ran out of there.

The whole way from school to outside, she could feel her heart breaking. Somewhere in her mind, she knew this might happen. That she'd be rejected.

But still it hurt.

It felt like someone had stabbed her all over, her lungs damaged by the blow, like she'd never be able to breathe again.

Never be able to feel anything but pain.

And so she left the school. She walked out in the pouring rain, not caring about anything else but her home.

She reached her home, cried her eyes out, ignoring her step-mother's pleas who was asking what happened with concern in her voice for her. When the tears dried, she stood up and planned. She planned her future, and promised herself she would never turn her should to look back.

She'd never watch those green eyes looking at her with disgust and anger.

The doubt she never observed in his eyes when she turned around to leave. The guilt that flashed on his face when she looked broken was never seen by her.

She never knew the promise she made to herself would never be fulfilled.

Song of the chapter: Rihanna - Cry.

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