I don't own Twilight, I do own a creepy poster of Edward Cullen. Oh and an unhealthy obsession with Jasper and Emmett.

Chapter 1: Stranded

BPOV

We were on vacation. A very very much needed vacation. My husband Edward, and I had decided to come to St Croix for a two week getaway. Edward is a doctor, a very good doctor. And me, I'm one of the best micro-biologists at the same hospital where he works. That's how we met actually. I was on break with my best friend Alice and we had decided to go to the hospital caf to eat. Me being my clumsy self, I ran into the bronze haired God also known as Edward Masen, literally. It was a match made in heaven from that moment on.

But anyways back to the present. I was heading back to the hotel from my impromptu shopping trip. It was much earlier than I had anticipated, but I was hoping to convince Edward to go out to an early dinner, and possibly a night on the town.

I took the elevator up to the eighth floor, and walked to our suite. I heard voices, but I just assumed it was the television.

I wish I had been right.

I walked in the door quietly, not wanting to wake Edward if he had decided to take a nap. The things I heard made my toes curl, and my hair stand on end.

"Edward, you have to tell her, or let me go. I can't keep doing this. That's the way it's going to have to be."

I knew that voice. Very well.

"Alice, I don't love her, I want to be with you, I will tell her as soon as we get back home."

I chose that moment to make my presence known.

"Why don't you tell me now Edward. Hello Alice." I had to let her know she wouldn't be off the hook either.

The looks on both of their faces would have been comical, had my heart not been breaking.

"Bella, it isn't what it looks like."

"Well Alice, why don't you tell me what it was then, cause from where I was standing it looked like you were laying in bed naked wrapped around my husband." Sarcasm is about a bitch, but it was my defense mechanism. I just couldn't help it. It was the only thing keeping me from going over to her and yanking her by her hair to the bathroom and drowning her.

She couldn't say anything after that, so Edward figured he would open his mouth and try his luck.

"Bella,…"

"JUST SHUT THE HELL UP EDWARD!!!"

"All I want to know is how long this has been going on." Maybe I shouldn't have asked, but my morbid curiosity got the better of me.

Edward wouldn't man up and answer so I looked to Alice.

"Answer me God damnit." My voice was so low, it was barely above a whisper.

"Eight months" she answered sadly. Was she sad that she had been caught, or did she regret sleeping with her best friend's husband? My bet would be on the former. Alice, the little pixie whore, always gets what she wants. The manipulative little bitch always has and she always will.

"both of you get the hell out now." My voice was low and dripping with venom.

"Bell…"

"I said GET THE FUCK OUT NOW!!" I screamed. "I don't ever want to see either of your faces again. Just go."

EdPOV

I can't believe she reacted the way she did. She was being so overly damn dramatic.

I have never been so embarrassed in my life. When I opened the door and walked out into the hallway, everyone on the floor it seems was standing there staring at me.

Alice opened her door and pulled me into her room.

I didn't waste any time. I figured she wanted me again, so I pushed her against the wall and started kissing her. At first she responded, just like always, then she pushed me away.

"I can't do this anymore Edward."

"Why the hell not?"

"I just lost my best friend, because of the mistake I made of sleeping with you. I just broke her heart, and her marriage. Does it not bother you that your wife is in there hurting because of us? Because we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves?"

"No, it really doesn't bother me at all. I haven't actually been in love with Bella since right after we got home from our honeymoon."

"So let me get this straight. Instead of asking for a divorce, you just decided to string Bella along for three years? She thought you were still happy with her."

"No, I wasn't happy. But I am a possessive man, and she belongs to me."

"You, Edward, are nothing but a piece of shit. Bella is not a possession, what kind of Neanderthal bullshit is that? Now if you don't move out of my way, I will make sure you can't have sex with anyone for a very fucking long time. I am leaving!"

With that Alice walked out of the room, bags in tow, and got on the elevator.

Bella had not only embarrassed me, but she lost me my mistress. The little bitch would pay!

About this time I realized I had her airline ticket and ID with me. I called and cancelled her credit cards. There were no questions asked, when I called to report them stolen. Being her husband I had access to all her account information, as well as authorization to speak with anyone at the company on her behalf.

After I did this, I made my way to the airport. I traded my ticket in for one that left in only a couple of hours and got a refund for hers. If she found a way home it would be a miracle.

BPOV

Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! Fuck Edward Masen to the deepest, hottest, fiery pits of hell. I couldn't find my plane ticket, but when I tried to call the airline and change the departure date to get a new one I was politely informed that my ticket had already been refunded.

I tried to purchase a new one. My credit card was declined. Both of them. After trying to run them a few more times the woman on the phone 'accidentally' disconnected the call.

Well, I could use this time to call the credit card company and find out why the hell my cards, that were completely down to zero balance were being declined. I was informed, again, 'politely' that my cards had been reported stolen. When I asked who had called in the report I was told my husband had called. He had evidently told them that I was too stressed out to call, and he was acting on my behalf.

By the time I got off the phone I was fuming. Surprising really that steam wasn't coming out of my ears.

It was getting on in the evening, but it was still fairly nice outside. I decided to go see if I couldn't calm down by walking on the beach.

I stepped off the deck behind the hotel, about the time my feet hit the sand my ass was hitting the ground.

I looked up to see a massive brown hulking beast getting ready to jump on me. I was honestly terrified. It took me a second to realize the thing was a dog.

All of a sudden the animal stopped. I turned my gaze to see a large hand in front my face. I followed the arm up to a handsome face with big blue eyes and dimples.

A/N: let me know how it is, and if I should bother continuing. This is a Bellsper story, some things will happen quickly, otherwise a fairly slow build.