Prologue

"Bella, come on. You have to come," Alice begged, pulling on my arm. I glared up at her, and shook my head. "Please Bella. It's his wedding. He'll never forgive you for not going."

"Like I want his forgiveness," I snapped coldly, and buried my face in my hands. Alice was silent for a moment, before sitting next to me.

"I hate her as much as anyone, Bella. But you're the only one who can do a thing about it. We need you to stop him."

I looked up at her, my eyes filled with tears. Stop him? He wouldn't listen to me.

"He broke me Alice," I whispered.

"Honey, you broke him too. And I can never thank you enough for that."

An hour later, I found myself outside of a tall, beautiful church. I tugged on my sweater sleeve, feeling incredibly under-dressed compared to the gowned Alice and Rosalie.

"Alice, I wasn't even invited," I whispered, covering my face with my hair.

"I know, and that bitch is going to hear about that from moi," she retorted, and tugged on my arm. "You can't back out now." She dragged me inside the church, and disappeared with Rosalie to be the bridesmaids, which neither wanted to be. I plopped down next to Emmett.

I was shaking. I couldn't sit still, and I bounced my knee up and down in the cramped seat. Emmett gave me a look, but I couldn't stop. I was about to ruin my life, and very possibly, his.

I hadn't spoken to Edward since he asked her to marry him. He took my heart, stamped on it, and returned it with a shitty bow for Christmas. I would never forgive him, but I knew that no matter what, I couldn't let him go through with this.
He didn't want it.
I saw them last week. They were at the grocery store, and she was buying all the expensive shit in the store. Edward was reaching for a low priced lettuce, and she cut him off, ripping off the highest price of all lettuces. And he didn't say a thing.

I know he saw me. He looked up at that exact moment, possibly from my obnoxious snort at his behavior, and I will never forget the look in his eyes. Because that look is what brought me here. That look has been on my mind all week, every hour. It haunts me in my sleep.

That look was the most pain I had ever seen in anyone.

I watched Edward laughing with Jasper, another of my close friends that I hadn't talked to since the engagement. He was so close to Edward, and though I had no problem being with Alice, his sister, Jasper was different.

Alice hated Edward. She resented him for hurting me, and picking her, of all people. And I was very pleased with her for that. Jasper, Alice's fiance, on the other hand, was still his best friend. He knew almost as much about Edward Cullen as I did. And that hit deep.

I heard a throat clearing, and then the organ began to play. I couldn't help but think it sounded like a death march. Then an opera singer began to belt out some scrambled words that I didn't know, and Edward winced at the loudness, and cheesiness. He hated shit like that.

The doors opened, and we all turned and stood.

Tanya floated down the aisle, wearing a gorgeous dress that flaunted her body. She looked like a fucking pageant girl or something. She wasn't me. She got to Edward, and her father kissed her cheek, and shook Edward's hand.

"Of anyone has any objections to the marriage of these to people, speak now or forever hold your peace," the deep voice of the elderly preacher spoke. My upper lip began to sweat, and a vibrant blush spread across my cheeks. Alice kicked my ankle, and I jumped, standing up abruptly, cutting the preacher off.

I was greeted with disgusted, and horrified looks by almost everyone. Emmett, Alice, Rose, and Esme beamed at me. Carlisle gave me a cold, calculated look that I pointedly ignored. I knew his position with me.

"I- I have an objection," I whispered. A sharp gasp came from Tanya, and I glanced at her, Her cheeks were puffed out, and her face was bright red. She looked like an idiot. The thought made me smile, and a little more braver.

"And what is this objection?" the preacher, Mr. Cheney, asked. I took a deep breath.

"Edward," I spoke directly to him, and his eyes widened more than they already were. I wasn't going to talk right to him, but I realized it was the only way to do this. "We both know this isn't what you want. You aren't the cheesy, original marriage man. You aren't in love with Tanya. So why are you doing this?" my voice cracked at the last sentence, and I had to take another slow breath. Edward looked pained at my words, and Tanya looked furious.

"I've been your best friend since we were two years old. I remember the first birthday party I went to, where you shoved me in the lake behind your house, and Esme had to jump in and save me. And somehow, no matter how much of a dick you were to me," another couple gasps, and a whoop from Emmett. Even Edward's lip twitched. "I stayed."

Edward swallowed heavily and took a step forward. "I stayed Edward. Do you know why I stayed?" The look on his face told me he did. "Ever since you kissed me on my fifteenth birthday party, I have been in love with you."

I finally said it. The words were coming so much easier. It was so simple, ruining my life. Piece of cake.

"And I thought- I thought you loved me too."

He stumbled down the steps toward me, and my heart soared. "Bells, I-"

"Baby?" It was Tanya. She sounded so pained, and looked about to cry. But I saw the look in her eyes. Fury, and hatred. All directed at me. It made me a little nauseous.

Edward spun around, as though automatically and I knew. I knew he wasn't going to come for me.

And I ran.

As soon as I left I heard screaming. I could hear Alice's voice, full of anger. I could hear her words clearly.

"How dare you! Edward, you asshole!"

Emmett was booming with even more anger than Alice, which was surprising.

"She's like my fucking sister! You're not my brother, you dick." And I heard slaps, all directed at the man who just made my life a living hell. I broke free from the church, and just ran.

And I was leaving. I was not about to stay here. I couldn't even stand to think of talking to Alice ever again. I was going to leave Forks, Washington, and never come back.

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