I see him, he's standing by the gym doors, today's sunny so his hair is exceptionally red. It makes me smile and I pick up my pace. His hair is longer now, his clothes different. He looks different. He's growing a beard.
I'm about to call his name, I want to tell him all the things I've missed about him but then a girl walks up. No, not just a girl, Tanya walks up and she kisses him right in front of everybody and he kisses her back. It's gross, it makes me sick.
"Hey look, it's your stalker Eddie." That senior Emmett says to Edward.
Edward turns his head, Tanya's lips move to his neck. He sees me and guilt consumes his face. I'm going to be sick. He whispers something to Tanya, she says something back and he laughs and rolls his eyes. He starts to walk over to me, I see Tanya sit next to Emmett and repeats what she said to Edward. The whole group laughs while looking at me.
"Hey, Bella. C-can we talk?" Edward comes up to me and I know. I just do.
"She your girlfriend?" I'm way beyond full sentences.
He's nothing but guilt. "Yeah."
"Oh." I say. "She's pretty."
He rolls his eyes, it isn't out of humor either like earlier, it's serious. It's painful. "Yeah, Bella, really pretty. Look I just wanted to explain-"
I hold up my hand. I can't hear him say it. "It's okay, I get it. I do." I breathe deep, I don't want to cry. Not here, not in front of them. "She's pretty and smart and not broken. And you're almost seventeen why would you want to be with a girl who's broken right?" I laugh, and it's wet- my face. "T-thanks. You know. For trying to explain."
"Whatever Bella." He sighs.
And this irritates me. Five minutes ago he was the boy who held my heart, he was the boy who took everything that I gave. I deserve something more than 'whatever Bella.' "What? You want me to say I hate her Edward? Or hate you? Because it's not going to happen."
He laughs and it hurts my bones. "No, of course not because we all know how in love you are with me Isabella. Get over it- I only took your virginity. It's fucking done, go cry about it somewhere else."
And I decide right there and then that this is as close as I'll ever come to hating Edward. "Screw you Edward." And he laughs while I run away. The rest of his "friends" laugh too.
That day I ditch class and go home. I go into my dad's liquor cabinet; he's never had a reason to lock it. I drink as much as I can, so I can't remember my own name. I'm crying on the bathroom floor, the bottle of vodka sitting next to me and a toilet full of puke when Charlie comes home.
"Oh my God, Bells, what happened?" Charlie rushes to me.
"It hurts Daddy, oh God, it hurts." I sob. "I can't breathe."
AN:
And so begins the drabble.
Sit back and enjoy the ride folks.