I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY TWILIGHT CHARACTERS

BPOV

I stopped my truck outside of the former Cullen mansion. Just looking at it made me sick. Why was I even here? I should go. I really should go. HE left me. I didn't do anything wrong…..or did I?

I couldn't do this anymore. I turned the key in the ignition and turned the truck around. I didn't want to fall apart here. Home maybe, but not here. I started to drive home, doing everything in my power to not think of him. But that wasn't exactly logical, now was it? Why shouldn't I think of him? I was hurting now so why shouldn't I go all out and hurt more? Edward. There I mentally said it. But, ouch that stung.

"Edward," I said aloud. That hurt even more.

HA! I said it! This was the end of it. I am not going to let him destroy me anymore. Sure, my heart was broken. But I didn't exactly enjoy wallowing in my self pity. I pulled into the driveway. Charlie's cruiser was here, so I had to put on my pathetic act so I wouldn't scare him. But from now on, I vowed, I would try to make that more me, and less of an act. I walked through the back door into the kitchen.

"Dad?" He probably was in the living room watching TV.

"In here, Bella," he replied, confirming his whereabouts. "Watching the game."

'Okay. What do you want for dinner?" I called out to him, on my way into the living room to join him. I sat down on the couch, across from him in his recliner. He muted the TV and looked over at me.

"Doesn't really matter to me. Whatever you feel like cooking. We can get pizza if you don't want to have to cook," he said. Poor Charlie. I didn't like making him suffer along with me.

I forced a smile. "Doesn't much matter to me either. Who's playing?"

He seemed surprised that I took (fake) interest in the game. "The Mariners and the Red Sox. Score's 4-3, Red Sox winning."

"Oh, cool." Not really. Baseball is boring. I can't play any sports, let alone walk on a flat surface, without injuring those around me. I am literally a danger to all mankind. I should get a t-shirt with a 'HAZARD' symbol on the back of it.

I walked into the kitchen and looked around for possible dinner inspiration. Not much, I really needed to go grocery shopping.

"Hey Dad?" I called.

"Yeah Bells?" He responded, obviously distracted by the baseball game on the TV.

I walked back into the living room to try to get him to focus.

"How hungry are you? Can dinner wait for me to go grocery shopping?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Do you need money?" He asked exactly what I was just going to say.

'Yep. Thanks, Dad. I'll be back soon." I said. He handed over a few 20 dollar bills. I grabbed the money, got my coat, and car keys and was on my way.

Having ripped the stereo that the….the… Cullens gave me, out of my truck; I was now out of a sound system. I hadn't really wanted to listen to music for the past seven months.

Too many damn love songs, out there to mock me. 'HAHA! You're all alone!! Ha ha ha ha!' I really needed psychological help – I was thinking that love songs could talk. Wow. But I needed to be a big girl about this. It is April, for God's sake. He….. Edward left me in September. September. It is now April. I really needed to build a bridge and get over it. Which is now what I decided to do.

I want music. I want metal, loud, head-banging music. Music where the words make no sense. Music that I could get lost in. I started to think of ways to fulfill this wish as I shopped at the supermarket. I had a vague idea of what I was going to do tonight, as I pulled into my driveway again, this time with groceries. After making Charlie his dinner, I cleaned up and got ready.

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