Author's Note: Posting a little earlier than planned, but that's okay! Anyways, please give a big hand to beta TRDancer for catching all my dumbass mistakes and even at one point telling me that I should look it all over, give more detail, and then send it to her. Plus, I love the way she betas. It may be more work for me, but helps me see where I went wrong. Now, read since you already clicked on this!

Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight or any characters related to it.

Breaking up can be one of the hardest experiences a person has while a teenager, when there isn't anything like abuse or exclusion going on in the teen's life at that time. Honestly, I kind of wonder how anybody can live through any of the things that teens deal with. From one being dumped to another that is constantly prey to the lions of our schools, it sometimes can be a huge 'DUR' to researchers when studying, though I don't think they still get it. Makes you wonder how they became what they did.

But that isn't exactly the point I want to state while telling my story.

I want to tell you how I dealt with my break up with five easy steps. Are my five steps the same as another's? God, I'm not sure. I bet they aren't. Just look at the rise of suicides and stuff related to that. Of course, I have no clue what was the reason behind each of those happenings, but I'm quite sure at least a nice little group of them consist of dumpees. Trust me. I remember how it felt when I got dumped. I was ready for any type of death to happen to me. Whether it was suicide or natural, either would have been wonderful.

But I was strong. Stronger than most. It makes me proud that I can be telling you the five steps I went through just to return being the Bella I had been. Of course, not everything was the same. I was no longer in love with my best friend or dating him. We were just friends. Best friends. Sometimes it can be awkward, but that was all part of the post-break up friendship. We had to deal with it.

I guess I should start telling my story, not going on and on about the details. You can just wait and see what happens. And how. And why.

For me, the first step was grievance. Why is that? Obviously because I was just dumped.

But I want to start out by giving you a play-by-play of what actually happened.

It was a chilly October morning in Forks, Washington. Edward, my old boyfriend, and I were sitting outside of the high school we attended, silence filling the air. Everybody was inside, unable to stand the chills the October day was giving off.

I wanted to fill the silence. When it's quiet, I always feel antsy.

I didn't know what to say. What could I say? Gosh, the question had been driving me crazy.

Edward broke the silence first. "So, I heard there is a new girl."

"Really? Well, it is about the time for a new student." The silence returned. I'd started to hate these silent moments between us.

The bell run, breaking the silence, and we stood up.

"See you later," Edward said, pecking me on the lips.

"You too."

The first few classes before lunch were quite normal. I saw the new girl in my first period. Her name was Heidi Bach. She was German and loved to brag about the meanings of her first and last names. According to her, she has learned that Heidi means "noble kin" and Bach means "brook." From what it looked like from me and probably everybody else, she has an obsession with name meanings and origins. She even asked me what my name was and pointed out that Bella meant beautiful, which I already knew.

Honestly, it was annoying as hell to me, and I wished she would just shut up. She never did. To this day, she still tells people the meaning of their names without them giving a damn. Maybe it's this upbeatness that makes me her friend now, after all the shit she has caused for me.

Anyways, by lunchtime, I was annoyed by the comments from each gender. All the girls were talking about how they wanted to pull her in and make her their friend. The boys were discussing how hot she was and how they desperately wished they could have her. Even the boys with girlfriends seemed ready to attack the girl from their raging lust. Maybe she was wearing that perfume made of female hormones that was made back in the 80s or sometime around then. Idiot girl. Didn't she know that the selling of it was halted because males actually did attack the females? Kind of weird how that perfume worked out.

When I entered the lunchroom, it all looked normal. A group of friends here, a bunch of jocks there-except for the one table over across the room. I saw Miss Noble Kin Brook sitting in my seat, talking to my Edward. I was furious, considering how territorial I could be. I hate when people steal my seat or talk to Edward and act as if they were going to steal him. I could tell she was. How? By the way she was flipping her hair, leaning in closely…slowly making her skirt inch up higher, exposing the part of her thighs that hadn't been showing-and that hadn't been much to start with.

I could see the PDA coming, but I couldn't stop it. Slowly, Heidi pressed her lips to Edward's, grabbing his shirt and bringing him closer. The kiss lasted for exactly four minutes and seventeen seconds. Nobody else in the cafeteria noticed but me since everybody else was all eyes and ears while police officers were arresting a teacher for sexual assalt against a student. I saw it all. I saw the way Heidi rubbed her chest against his as she whispered in his ear and the way he abruptly stood up and began basically dragging Heidi out the door on their side of the room. I even felt my feet move toward the door and my hands push, trying to not make too much noise to hint that I was following them. Finally, I made it to the door that I saw them enter. It was a janitor's closet and had quite thin walls and door. I could practically hear the sweat sliding down their skin and each lash of his tongue against any part of her.

I stayed and listened through the whole thing. As their clothes dropped and their bodies connected. As Heidi moaned in pleasure, and Edward grunted in success.

I thought I was going to be his first, but from the sounds of it, I never was. His virginity was already gone before we dated. He just wanted to make me feel special. How did I know this? Because you could hear the confidence through the door. Edward was usually a shy guy at the subject of sex when it came to me, but apparently not with Heidi. Because Heidi was a temple, and he wanted to enter that god damn temple, even it killed him. Even if his girlfriend was devastated from hearing his entry into the temple without a sliver of guilt holding him back.

The sex was no quickie. It lasted almost through the whole lunch period. I couldn't eat. I felt like throwing up.

Two minutes before the bell, the two walked out. Their hair and clothes were disheveled in a way that was obviously an after-sex look. They both seemed to be glowing. This made me feel like hiding in a hole and dying slowly. I could never make Edward that happy, even if I did give myself to him. I was not Heidi. I was Bella.

It took only a second for Edward to notice me, and the glow disappeared quickly. He looked torn and broken. Well, it wasn't exactly my fault. I wasn't rendezvousing with a German exchange chick in a janitor's closet, for God's sakes.

Edward spread his arms and walked to me slowly. "Bella, I'm so sorry."

I backed away, my head shaking. "No, you're not. If you were, you would have never done it."

He put his arms done, sighed, and looked away. "What exactly am I supposed to say after cheating? That I break up with you?"

"Might as well," I spat. "You sounded cozier with her than me."

Edward bit his lip. "Okay then. I guess we're through." He reached for Heidi's hand and grasped it. "Let's go, Heidi."

She smiled up at him and leaned against him. "Okay, Eddie." As they started walking away, I saw them exchanging their hands from each other to the other's back pockets.

Edward never let me call him Eddie.

There were maybe about a million and one emotions I was feeling. But I can only name about three. Sadness. Jealousy. Anger.

What the fuck was Edward thinking? Dumping me? No. No. It was not right to me. It was not right at all.

While at school, I was close to a major breakdown, and I'm lucky I was able to cap it all up until I got home. Because as soon as I was inside the house and the door was shut, I fell to the floor, sobbing like there was no tomorrow.

If there is any part of this you do not understand, please tell me and I'll explain. Next update will be June 12th.
-Ashley(dolphinherovamp5)