Summary: Bella and Edward are divorced after being married for two years. They had gotten married fresh out of high school at the age of 18 and everything was going well until Tanya decided it was time to visit the Cullen's. Things just seemed to topple one after another after that. Right now Bella is living in a small apartment in Seattle while Edward remains in Forks but also alone in a town house separate from his family. Will the two ever become one again or were things just not meant to work from the beginning?
Edward
I came in from another long day at the hospital with Carlisle. I enjoyed working as an apprentice with my father most of the time, yet I always found the hospital draining. I was about to call up the stairs to my gorgeous Bella, when I froze.
No longer was she here to grace my arms with her presence.
My breath froze in my throat as bitter tears threatened to tear down my cheeks. It wasn't even my fault, but she refused to listen and had closed herself off to anything I had to say in defense.
Thinking of Bella tired me more than working at the hospital. Usually the mention of her name brought a smile to my face but lately it had brought anguish. I had closed myself from my family only seeing Carlisle at the hospital than coming back to an empty house.
Some nights I got on my hands and knees and begged the God that so many seemed to believe in to give her back to me. But it didn't look like it was working so I gave up.
Some days I hated her, hated the way she controlled me. I could barely live without her and I bet she knew it, knew she was making me miserable.
I took my cell phone from my pocket and typed in Bella.
Bella
I closed the door after a night of fun with Jacob and sagged against the door.
It wasn't working and I knew it. But I couldn't stop now, not when I felt the beginning of the hole being filled. It would never be filled properly but it was a start.
And I do want to love if you see me running back…
Edward! It was his ringtone! Furious at myself for not changing the ringtone from OUR song I flipped open the phone and read the text.
Bella, please you have to believe me… it wasn't me.
I had to give it to Edward; even after two months of divorce, he still pressed on. The nasty voice in my head showed me a mental picture of Tanya and him pressed passionately against a wall and the voice said,
'He certainly does know how to press on.'
Edward Anthony Masen Cullen would never get the best of me again.
I deleted the message.
So first Twi story! I got tired of trying to avoid it. Tell me what you think of it!
Jane Wen