A/N: For the people that have started reading my other stories, I'm sorry that I quit writing. I am going to review them and see if I could save them. But this one will definitely get finished. Lol. I love this story its my baby . Anyways… on with the show!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or its characters but I will have a few of my own characters later on. Have fun =)
Take My Hand: Chapter 1- The End
I walk off the stage with applause erupting behind me. Edward picks me up and twirls me around. "Bella, darling, we did it!". He smiles and brings me down to kiss me softly on the lips. God I love this man. He puts me down and runs to get changed for the after party. I walk to my dressing room to change out of my dress. I slide my dance costume. My best friend and Edward's sister makes every costume Edward and I wear. She is so fantastic, everything is always so perfect. I put it on the hanger, pull on my simple black cocktail dress, and slip on my red peep toe heels Alice insisted I wear. I check my hair and reapply some red lipstick.
Edward is waiting for me when I step out of my room. He looks dazzling and he knows it. Yes, Edward is a little cocky but for good reason, he is an amazing dancer. I am just lucky that my mother's plan of making me less clumsy worked out so well. She had enrolled me in tiny-tots dance in hopes I would gain some grace. I became more interested in ballroom and that's what brought me to New York to dance. I met Edward at Julliard a couple years ago and we clicked, he being an amazing dancer and me being pretty enough to be on his arm.
"Ready to go?" He asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yeah" I smile.
"Hey can you drive yourself? My sister is getting a ride with me and you know my car only seats two."
I shrug. "Sure I guess I can."
"Ok, cool. I'll see you at the party." He gives me a chaste kiss on the cheek and jogs off. I sulk over to my car slightly disappointed. Edward had been acting a little put off towards me lately. I groan, we haven't had sex in a month. I pull open the door to my Mini Cooper, a gift from my mom for Graduating from Julliard, and toss my bag in the passenger seat. Putting the car in gear I back out of my parking spot, heading out on Broadway.
I drive down 1st looking for the party. My brain wanders to my dwindling relationship with Edward. It really is a shame but I guess it has been more of a convience for us more than anything. I would be sad if it ended but I could handle it. I am brought back to reality by a red light. I slam on my brakes but I don't stop. I start panicing and glance to my left seeing a truck flying towards me. I hear its horn and see its head lights before I black out.
I hear a faint beeping and the murmurs of people's voices. I open my eyes and everything is blurry. I feel things attached to my arms. My vision clears and I look down. I spot my leg hanging in a sling with a cast on it. I start crying and my heart rate escalates. I can never dance again, I know it! I think I'd rather be dead. Then I notice Edward at my side looking at me with sad eyes. He knows what I'm thinking. He rubs his thumb on my arm reassuringly. He leans in, kisses my head and whispers "I'm sorry Bella."
Somebody clears their throat and we look up to see Dr. Cullen, Edward's father. He smiles a sad smile and walks over to me.
"Hello Bella, how are you feeling?" he asks gently.
"I don't hurt so that's saying something" I joke
"Well Bella, you are on some pretty powerful pain medications"
"Oh" I look down at my leg wishing that I had broken something else like my arm or something, anything but my leg. "So what's broken?" I ask timidly.
"Well, for starters, your left wrist is broken because of holding that wheel." Hm I hadn't noticed. "Three of your left ribs are broken also. One of them almost punctured your lung." I gasped. "We had to go in and reset it. And then of course, your leg is broken in two spots." I started crying again because I knew the next words that were going to come out of him mouth. "I'm sorry Bella but you wont be able to dance anymore." With that he left to give us some space.
"Bella? Sweetie it's going to be okay. Hey look, Alice brought you flowers. They are tulips, your favorite. Bella? Please look at me." Edward blabbed nervously. I look up at him.
"Oh Edward! What am I going to do? Dancing is my life…" I pause then continue "was my life. What are you going to do? We have a competition next weekend! Oh, I'm so sorry."
Edward grabs my good hand trying to calm me. "Bella, I'll be okay, don't worry about me. Worry about yourself, okay? I've already talked to somebody about dancing with me in the competition."
"Who?" I ask surprised. Wow, he sure moved fast.
He hesitates and then says "Tanya." I flinch at the word.
"Why her Edward?" I practically scream and regret it when I wince in pain.
"Well, Bella…I, uh, didn't want to tell you like this but…"
"Just spit it out Edward" I say cutting him off.
"We've been seeing each other for a little over a month" he says in a rush, looking away. "I'm sorry Bella" I am taken aback but my shock turns o anger. I see red when I realize something.
"Your sister didn't ride with you did she?" he shakes his head slightly not looking at me. "Tanya was with you wasn't she?" he nods still not looking at me. "Are you telling me that THIS" waving at my body "happened because you were too busy fucking that slut?" I yell he finally looks at me with guilt in his eyes. "Get the hell out of my room Edward. Go be with your skank. I hope you're happy know that you ruined my life." He gets up to leave. At the door he looks back at me with tears in his eyes. "I said fucking LEAVE you asshole!" He nods and leaves, closing the door behind him silently.
In the course of 24 hours I get in a wreck, ruining my dancing career, and I find out that my now ex boyfriend had been screwing around on me. Shit, could my life get any worse?
A/N: Well, I hope you guys enjoyed. I'll be posting the next installment in a couple days. Tell me what you guys think. Remember guys, Reviews=love/ =).