A/N: I don't own Twilight, thanks for reminding me. OK this story is going to be AH and is going to be slightly deep, i don't know why but i enjoy writing angsty stuff, maybe I'm just odd, this one is kinda based on someone in my life and she has allowed me to write a Twilight casted version of it. I did delete the original one because that was a version i didn't clean up so oops :s

God, my head is spinning, I really need to lay off the wine at these stupid work do's.

Where am I? in a bed? Urgh I don't know, everything is blurry.

The last thing I really remember is dancing like a lunatic to Michael Jackson's Thriller that is always played at Halloween as if it's part of a law, like all work places they have a staff party which means dressing up in spirit and drinking free cheap booze to cheesy music surrounded by crap decorations.

I don't have an amazing job, just an assistant at a fashion company down in Seattle, it's not my dream to be an assistant but it's in the area of where I'd like to end up in the future. It's rare to work with something you love and have passion about especially at hard time like now and at the age of twenty, it's a blessing. Surrounded by fashion lovers and clothes, an okay pay and easy hours. Yeah a blessing. Apart from these stupid parties we MUST attend.

I remember not wanting to get to drunk because I was meeting my girlfriend, yeah my girlfriend, if you don't agree with that, then turn around and walk away, you can kiss my ass as you do too.

My girlfriend, my perfect, beautiful, loving girlfriend that I have been with since I was fifteen, I know what your thinking, your young, you haven't experienced being with anyone else yet, you got in a committed relationship to early. I can tell you right now that nobody else is for me. I fell for her the moment I laid eyes on her when I first saw her across the cafeteria on my first day in Forks High. I didn't want anyone else, just her. I knew it. Her laugh caught my attention, like a calling and when I finally found her on the other side of the cafeteria, her eyes locked with mine and it was in that moment I knew, I was in love. I know cheesy but insanely true. With her slight shyness and clumsiness I was trapped by her, in a good way. She didn't turn out to be so shy after three dates. She came out of her shell and I fell even harder for her. Her gorgeous brown eyes, slight pale skin, deep red full lips, perfect ass, perfect breasts and her gorgeous brunette locks.

Which brings me to right now.

The room was a blur but was slowly regaining it's image and I noticed I was in a bed, a huge one. I was feeling a light moisture on my skin, which meant I was naked. The air reeked of alcohol and...sex?

My body was wrapped with someone else's and I was writhing about. The pleasure hit me when I came to my senses and I couldn't help but moan out loud. The presence on top of me picked up there pace at my cry so I did it again and again to help increase the pleasure building inside of me, it wasn' t intense pleasure which confused me. Whenever me and Bella sleep together, I always end up screaming the house down with her touches, no matter if we're drunk, it's always incredible but this...isn't it was mediocre.

My senses came back to me more and I noticed more things, I felt hair tickling my naked chest but it wasn't soft and healthy like hers, it was brittle and slightly greasy. The smell in the air didn't have her gorgeous natural jasmine smell, it was cheap cologne. I'm confused now. The skin on my skin wasn't smooth either, it was rough and hard and...hairy. Not her smooth, sweet chocolate tasting skin.

Ok this is not my Bella

"Oh yeah, fuck Alice!" I notice that deep male voice and recognise it as James, one of the photographers from my work, on top of me, naked, the thrusts became faster and harder, then I noticed an unfortunate object inside of me. 'What the fuck?!'

Flashes of the night came back to me. Me downing lots of shots, dancing with Jess, joking with Jess and James, dancing with James, kissing...James, getting a taxi and Fondling James!, stripping each others clothes off, FUCKING JAMES!

'Oh no'

I instantly sobered up when I realised exactly what I was doing.

'I was having sex with James, not my girlfriend, the woman i am madly in love with' I was about to push him off of me but a smash sounded next to us and his thrusts instantly halted.

"Shit!" he hissed as he scrambled off of me, revealing my naked spread eagle position as the duvet fell from me. I quickly shot up to grab my cover and sat back against the headboard to figure out the source of the noise. And when I did my heart dropped painfully in my chest.

In the doorway of our bedroom, stood my distraught, tear filled girlfriend. Dressed in the sexy vampire outfit I begged her to wear for me tonight to match my vampire slayer cheer leading outfit. Although my outfit was thrown in all directions in the bedroom...Oh god OUR bedroom, our bed. I just fucked somebody else in mine and Bella's bed. At her feet was a smashed bottle of champagne that leaked all into the cream carpet giving it a dirty brown colour.

I had no clue what to say but my blood ran horrifically cold and my heart pounded painfully hard in my chest.

James finished getting frantically dressed and started to mumble out ridiculous excuses about having to leave to get up early. He passed Bella with haste and she didn't even spare him a glance instead stared at the end of the bed, her body was trembling and the tears we're falling like a waterfall. I hated seeing her cry more than anything else in the world. And to know I'm the one behind these fresh set of salty trails makes my heart bleed, yet I still can't move. I'm frozen to my spot.

Naked and covered in someone else's sweat. I want to shower myself badly, scrub my skin till it's red raw and replace it with hers. But she won't want to touch me now. Ever again. And with that heartbreaking thought I snap out of my self-locked prison.

"Bella..." I whisper croaked.

She loudly gulped and fluttered a blink making the tears that clung to her lashes fall from her bloodshot eyes and she continued to stare at the end of the bed.

"Jess told me you came home so i thought we could have our own celebration here because I was late to your party" her voice was such a delicate whisper it made me weep. I tasted salt on my lips and realised I was crying.

She wipes her tears away and turns out of the room without a word and I bolt from the bed and frantically dress myself like James a moment ago. "Bella!" I shout after her but when I reach our living room I see the front door wide open with Bella nowhere in sight.

"No, no, no, no" I mumble to myself as my tears run quickly.

I waste no time going after her but when I reach our apartment steps, I see her car driving away out of the window.

My legs get replaced by jelly and I collapse to the floor as the guilt hits me and I sob out, hot tears burning my cheeks as i frantically clutch at my hair. Sickness fills me and i violently heave air making my chest squeeze tightly.

This was the day I made the biggest mistake of my life. I broke Isabella Swan's heart, destroyed her life.

A/N: I know it's short but it's sposed to be, I'm still writing 'Wrong Desires' :D I'm working on the next chapter because I'm not happy with them being so damn short :/. Anyhoo so i will be balancing two stories now :) xxx