A/N: Hey guys, all credit for characters and such goes to Stephanie Meyers. I wish these characters were mine though, but for now I'll just play with them. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
A young woman sat alone at a small table looking out the window in a Starbucks café. She would alternate staring at the people passing the store outside and contemplating her coffee drink intensely.
She took the plastic cup in her hands and seemed to memorize every side and curve of the drink. It was almost full, yet she made no move to take a sip. The ice was already half melted contaminating the perfect blend of coffee and milk.
She put the cup down and turned her focus to the table in front of her. She ran her fingers along the perfectly smooth and polished wood of the table. Her focus was pulled from her when a loud ding signaled the entrance of someone into the shop.
She watched as a young couple, probably of the same age as herself entered hand in hand. There was nothing particularly interesting about the couple physically, they weren't extraordinarily beautiful people, nor were they hideous. They would have looked normal except that they both had a look of bliss on their face as they exchanged quick words.
They were probably discussing coffee orders, but the happiness that radiated off them made it seem like they were in fact pledging eternal devotion to one another.
They were happy, and obviously very much in love.
While watching the couple, she became very uncomfortable. She once again picked up her coffee and fidgeted with the lid. The condensation that collected on the plastic now was all over her fingers.
She kept stealing glances at the young couple, trying very hard to be inconspicuous, but failing miserably.
She suddenly swiped at her bangs angrily, trying to get them out of her eyes. The condensation that was on her fingers was now on her forehead. A single drop of water traveled down the length of her face. It looked like she may be crying to the casual observer as another droplet of water traveled another path down her cheek.
The emotions that played on her face suggested she may actually start crying at any moment.
She watched as the young man paid the bill and his significant other kissed him on the cheek in gratitude. He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her close in an affectionate squeeze. The wandered off to wait for their drink orders and the woman observing quickly pulled her gaze from the couple.
She hastily stood up and almost knocked the chair over causing the attention of the couple and the few people working behind the counter to fall on her. She blushed furiously as she grabbed her bag and her drink and headed for the door.
She offered hushed apologies to one in particular, not knowing what she apologized for as she threw her drink out.
The drink that was full spilled into the garbage can, now completely ruined and wasted. She wondered why she came here anyway when she disliked that taste of coffee so much.
She pushed the door open angrily and headed for her car. She jammed the keys in and pulled out of her parking spot. She drove off furiously and again angrily swiped at her bangs.
The minute she was away from the Starbucks she promptly burst into tears.
She slammed her foot on the gas and sped down the road, as she furiously tried to blink the tears away. She choked back a sob as she wiped her face with the back of her hand.
As she stopped at a red light she shook her head feverishly and the tears began to slow.
As she sped off as the light turned green her eyes finally started to dry up. She tucked her long brown hair behind her ears with one hand and she numbly drove back to her apartment, where she knew her friends were waiting for her.
She promised them she would be right back and she had already been gone for almost an hour.
Her cell phone rang as she slowed down at another red light. The phone seemed to be yelling at her, as she fumbled to find it in her bag. She already knew who it was, and she already knew she wasn't going to answer it so she stopped her futile search as the light turned green.
She turned into her apartment complex and sighed. As she pulled into a parking spot she rubbed her eyes and tried to get rid of the evidence of her break down.
She finally found her cell phone and confirmed her suspicions of who had just called her.
As she browsed her missed call list she mentally counted the number of missed calls from the previous night and today. There were 16 total, and all from the same person.
Her boyfriend Jacob.
She slammed the phone shut and threw her phone in her bag as she got out of the car.
As she slammed the door she whispered, "I'm so sorry Jake."
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A/N: Don't worry this is a Bella/Edward story, I'm just being dramatic for now. If you have a moment review, I'd like some input! Thanks guys!
Cinnamon