Never Knew I Needed

Chapter 1: It's Not What it Looks Like!

A/N: Helloo peoples! How's it hangin? So yea, we've been gone for a year, but we never gave up on this story. This is our baby. We've experienced a lot of issues throughout this past year, but its all good now. We do want to finish this story. I mean, the fun hasn't even begun! So for all of you who want to hang with us, and to the newcomers who want to give this story a chance, we will try not to dissapoint you. We have made some revisions to the story, so if you started it before, we advise you to start over. Because we actually read that mess, and it was all bad! Come on, you can be honest! We can't promise its perfect, but we tried. So anywhos, enjoy!

Summary: Bella Swan is a paralegal to Edward Cullen. They hate each other. To her he is a pompous ass. To him she is a straight up bitch. She is living a comfortable life with her boyfriend of 2 years, Jacob Black. What happens when she comes home from work early one day to find her whole world crashing down? Who's there to comfort her through that hard time in her life? This is a story of love lost, finding love where you never expected it to be, and loving someone you never knew you needed.

Character's Ages/ Occupations/B-days:

Bella: 25- Paralegal, May 6 turns 26

Edward: 27- Lawyer, June 20 turns 28

Alice: 24- Architect, Dec, 13 turns 25

Jasper: 27- History Teacher, Nov 16 turns 28

Emmett: 30- Lawyer, Dec 13 turns 31

Rose: 28- Mechanic shop owner, May 1 turns 29

Jacob: 25- Mechanic for Rose

BPOV

"Shit, I'm tired." I said to myself as I walked into my building pass the front desk to the elevators.

It was a long, hectic, stressful day as usual at Cullen Corp, even though I got off two hours early, thank goodness.

My boss, Mr. Edward fucking Cullen, (or jerkward, assward, dickward, has-a-giant-stick-up-his-ass-ward, you pick one) made me do all of his got damn work before I got to leave. Not that I minded, I love law, and its not like I had any work on my own to do besides go over files, while he was at lunch with one of his play toys. This week it was the new temp covering for my friend Angela.

What was her name…Fanya, Kanya, Sonya? Umm…wait for it, wait for it…Oh yeah, Tanya! Or Fuckya as she is known around here.

Nobody really gives a shit 'cause he's Edward Cullen, the boss' most talented lawyer, aka his daddy. That ass has been all over town. Everyone's had a piece of that, even the married ones, with some exceptions including me. I wouldn't go near that if someone paid me a mil. But, oh… what a fine ass that is…

Fuck!

What the fuck Bella? Stop thinking about your sexy ass jerk of boss who annoys the shit out of you. You have a boyfriend, remember? A sweet, caring, understanding, hot man waiting for you at home.

But not as hot as Edward.

UGH! Shut up you!What am I talking to myself now?

Not today. No, today you're gonna go home to your loving boyfriend of two blissful years. Just thinking about him brings a smile to my face…

Jacob and I met in our sophomore year of college at NYU. We were friends for two years then started to date after graduation. We have been inseparable ever since. I was comfortable. He just moved in with me 6 months ago.

I was waiting for the elevator to come so I could go to up to our 3-bedroom 2 bath penthouse on the fourth floor. Yea, I was well off like that. Even though assward was a jerk, he paid me pretty well for doing his fucking work for him when he was "occupied" (cause he knew I was the best there, under him, but would never say so, he's a dick like that).

When the elevator arrived, I got in and went to the fourth floor. Then I opened the door and walked in.

Boom!… Boom!…Boom!

What the hell? Then I heard it again, it sounded like it was coming from our bedroom.

"Jake?" I whispered as I tiptoed inside leaving the front door open (in case I had to make a run for it) and walked closer to the sound.

Why? Cause I'm a dumbass. Most people would run away and call the black suits. But nooooo, me, I walk towards the noise that could be a murder-bugler here to rob and kill me. Then I heard it again, and picked up the closet thing around me.

A remote? Really Bella?

Shut the hell up! There I go arguing with myself again, I'm doing that a lot lately, I need help.

Boom!

Oh shit, oh shit , oh shit. I going die. I'm too young to die. I wanted to have a get married and have a family before I'm 30. I wanted to travel the world. I wanted to tell Edward off, tell him that he could fuck himself. I wanted to tell him that he was hot and I didn't really hate him!

Did I just think that?

Yes, you did.

Shut the fuck up!

As I got to the bedroom door holding the remote like a bat, as if it was the most dangerous weapon ever, I started to hear grunts and moans from more than two people. I put my ear to the door, it sounded as if the burglar was having a three-some in my gotdamn bed.

Why did that Britney Spears song "3" just pop in my head.

Then I heard the male voice. I knew that voice, I wouldn't mistake it anywhere.

WTF!

I pushed the bedroom door open…

What I saw made me wish I were blind. There he was, my loving boyfriend in my bed with two, not one, but two hoes. One blonde and the other was my supposed to be my friend, Jessica Stanley.

The first emotions that washed over me were hurt and shock. Now I know how the women in the movies felt.

You know the movies where the woman catches her cheating boyfriend in the act, she just continues to stands there, and you yell at the screen and tell her to do something. She does 1 of 5 things:

1.) She stands there and cries.

2.) She stands there cries then runs.

3.) She stands there crying and screaming without doing anything.

4.) She starts going crazy.

5.) She does 1 and 4 at the same time.

Guess which one I did?

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" I yelled at the top of my lungs tears steaming down my face. I was hurt and mad. I was about to go ballistic.

Jake jumped so high he rolled over one bitch then hit his head on the nightstand and fell to the floor flat on his back. He shot straight up and gave me the "shocked-caught" look.

"B-Bell… I-I-I… uh…. T-they… ummm… IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE!" He said.

I just started cracking up while tears rolled down my face like a crazy person. This just like a fucking movie.

Then I heard movement and moved my eyes from Jacob, towards the two whores. Jessica was trying to get her clothes and the other I didn't know was trying to get off the bed.

I stopped laughing and then my anger came full force. "Wait! Where do you think you're going?" I asked the two whores while I walked towards them slowly.

I must've looked like a psycho, I was still crying but I was also smirking at them. Then I grabbed them by their hair, dragged them as they were screaming, and threw them out the door.

"Bella, please let me explain-" Jessica pleaded. The other tramp just looked terrified.

"I'll deal with you later." I growled back at them then slammed the door in their faces and locked it. He wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. I made my way to the closet.

"Bella. Uh… I'm so sorry you weren't supposed to be home yet." Jacob said.

Oh! Really?

I just kept walking to the closet.

"Bella baby, we were just having fun. I-I-It's not what it looks like." He said again as if it would change the way I saw this whole fucked up situation.

It's not what it looks like? Nice save retard.

I got to the closet and started looking for it…ah ha! My trusty steel bat. The one my dad got me for my 18th birthday for situations like this. I turned back to Jacob, who looked horrified still sitting on the floor now with a sheet over him. I began to walk across the room towards him swinging the bat around with angry tears and the same psycho smirk.

"So, it wasn't what it looked like, huh?" I smirked.

"Bella I-" He began to get up while holding his hands in front of himself for defense.

"You what? Tripped, your dick magically fell in her, and all your clothes just disappeared?" I sneered still walking towards him swinging the bat, him backing up, hands still in the air.

"No, well she-"

"She what, spilled soda on her shirt, the other slut, then on yours, so you all decided to get naked and fuck?" I growled, still surprisingly calm. He was at wall by now and I had him cornered.

"Baby, p-please, p-put the bat down. Let's just talk-" He stuttered.

That threw me over the edge.

"Baby! Talk! Oh, Jake we're way past that shit." I chuckled darkly and prepared to swing.

"Bella!" He screamed like a little bitch as I swung the bat to his stomach.

45 minutes later, all his clothes were in the hallway, most of his and my shit broken, and his ass beat. I'm serious, I Chris-Browned him. Right now, he was banging on the door and begging me to let him in. All I know is he better leave. Soon.

My main emotion was anger at this point. I was still waiting for the others, but they never came. For that I was grateful cause I didn't really want to breakdown while he was still on the other side of the door There was broken furniture everywhere and clothes scattered all over the place. I bet I looked like Frankenstein's wife at that point but I was in no mood to give a shit. I was still so pissed, pacing in front of my front door. All I could contemplate was how he could do this to me? To us? How could he ruin our whole future in my house, my bed, if he ever really loved me? Everyone was right, he wasn't any good for me.

Alice and Rosalie, my two best friends, always said that Jacob wasn't boyfriend material and would end up hurting me. But of course when you're young and in love, you're blind. You never want to see a person flaws, you always look past them. The roaming eyes, not coming home when he said he would…it all made since now. I should of listened to them.

Then there was my older brother Jasper. The one person I could always count on and trust. Our relationship has been strained over the last couple of months due to his accusations towards Jacob. He told me he saw Jacob coming out of a club one night with some black haired chick, kissed her, then got a cab. He tried to follow the cab, but this is New York, there are cabs everywhere and they all look the same, so he lost him. When he confronted Jacob in front of me, I defended Jacob. Jasper never liked Jacob just as everyone else, so I just thought it was his prejudice.

I had never seen Jasper look so pissed in my whole life, it was scary. He would have beaten the shit out Jacob if I hadn't gotten in between. The look he gave me was so hurt I cried myself to sleep that night. I still remember the last words he said to me before he left, "You'll be sorry". I haven't seen or talked to him since. The only reason I still know he's alive is because Alice, his fiance, gives me regular updates. I miss my brother. Blood is always thicker than water.

As I was thinking about all my newly found revelations I heard Jacob talking to somebody. By the deepness of the voice I guessed it was a male.

I jumped at a bang on the door. It must be Jacob trying to get in. I went to open the door to tell him to get lost before I go for round two with my bat, but I was taken back by the sight of the last person I expected to see.

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