Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight sadly.
My heart is still broken after a year. I thought that it would be healed by now but it's not.
Does this make me weak? I don't think so. Not after my heart was ripped out and torn apart.
To understand my present, you must understand what lead up to this. What lead up to my miserable existence.
Almost two years ago I met him.
Edward Cullen.
I had seen him from afar for a couple of years while I was with our mutual friend. I had thought he was cute but not my type.
No my friend Alice Brandon told me he wasn't my type and I believed her.
But then one night changed everything.
Edward and his best friend Jasper Hale came to a party with us.
"Bella!" Alice screamed my name over the music. I was dancing drunkenly with our friend James Hunter. I glanced over at her as she laughed loudly with the blonde curly boy. "Come here!"
"I'll be right back James. Can you get me another cranberry and vodka?" I asked seductively. Or at least I thought it was but it probably sounded like a toddler learning how to speak. But none the less, James nodded his head quickly and left for the kitchen.
I strolled across the room to my best friend and the two young men. I instantly recognized the bronze hair God as Edward.
The Edward Cullen.
"Hi, I'm Bella," I said in my drunken voice. He glanced at me and nodded his head. I found this quite rude in my drunken state and glared at him.
"Bella, Edward isn't into the party or drunken scene, but he came since we don't work together anymore. And he brought Jasper!" Alice erupted into a giggle fit and Jasper grabbed her around the waist and spun her. Obviously Japer didn't have the same downer Debbie syndrome as his friend.
I nodded curtly at Alice and looked around to see if James was back yet with my drink. I rolled my eyes when I realized he had yet to reenter the room.
"Bella, Alice tells me that you're her best friend?" Edward's velvety voice said close to my ear. His warm breath and sweet voice sent chills down my spine.
I spun quickly to look at him. "Yeah since we were seniors in high school. It was purely fate since we are complete opposites."
"You're boyfriend is coming over here with your drink. You really should slow down." Edward said as he pointed out James.
James encircled me and produced my cup of red deliciousness. I kissed his neck and then greedily gulped down the burning liquid. "Hey dad can you get me another drink? We want to go back to the dance floor now." I handed him the cup and winked.
The rest of the night flew by in a drunken haze until I was stumbling around trying to find my cell phone and Alice. I was carrying my high heels because my feet were screaming bloody murder. My dizziness was not helping in the least to find the things I need so desperately.
"Bella, do you need help?" the sing song voice of Edward came floating at me.
I wanted to tell him no. He seemed so uppity and conceited. But I was in no place of mind to deny help so I nodded my head.
"I need to find my cell phone and Alice," I slurred still stumbling around the almost empty house.
Edward promptly produced a Blackberry at me and instructed me to call my phone and he would listen for the ringer. It took me a couple of minutes to dial the correct number but we suddenly heard "If We Ever Meet Again" playing. Edward retrieved my Droid and handed it to me.
"Now I just need to call Alice. She was my ride," I said as I went through my contacts.
Edward cocked his eyebrow at me and motioned at the couch. I glanced over and saw Alice and Jasper passed out in each other's arms. Of course Alice would find a guy. I would be the one going home alone. Wait how can I go home alone if my ride is passed out?
Edward must have seen my panicked look. "I can give you a ride home if you need one. Jasper and I drove separately so they'll be okay."
I considered my options. Stay here all night and get in trouble with Charlie. I may be 21 but I was still his little girl. Or I could get a ride with the downer Debbie God in front of me. I chose the latter.
"Alright," I said nodding my head and walked out the door. I glanced around at the cars and Edward pointed out a silver Volvo. Of course he would drive a brand new Volvo.
The car ride was silent except for me asking for some water. Luckily he had a bottle of water in the car. Normally I would never drink after someone I didn't know. Hell I would never drink after someone I did know but this was an emergency. I downed the bottle of water and glanced out the window.
The ride took twenty minutes but I was home safe and sound. I thanked him and ran into my house.
I was sad that was the only time I would see him because he intrigued me but I wasn't going to dwell.
I began to walk up the stairs to my room so I could pull an Alice and Jasper and pass out when my phone began to ring. I glanced at the number I didn't know but I answered anyways.
"Hello?" I questioned my phone.
"Bella, this is Edward." I smiled at the beautiful voice I heard on the other line.
"Yeah?" I couldn't help but be snarky. I was drunk and tired. What do you expect from a girl?
"Jasper called me and wanted to make sure I took you home and I told him I did. I just wanted to let you know."
"Oh, ok thanks. I guess I'll talk to you later?" I was silently hoping that he would say yes.
"Oh, yeah, sure. I'll talk to you later," he replied and hung up.
I sighed. I highly doubt that I would hear from again but I went to sleep smiling.
The next morning, I glanced at my phone and saw I had a random text message.
Hey Bella, it's Edward. Hope you are feeling okay. My friend Emmet who was at the party wants to get to know you. I think you should. Okay ttyl.
If only had I know by replying to that text message would give me one of the best and worst rollercoaster rides of my life, I may have thought twice about answering. But I hadn't known then what was to come. So it began our text messaging relationship.
A/N: I'm in a heartbroken state and I'm weaving some of my own experiences into this story. I hope you guys like it. And I will update my other story but this story just flies out. Read and Review to let me know if I should continue this story.