Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the song… I just own the plot bunny that bounced and demanded to be written since the first time I heard the song.

This little ditty was inspired by Carrie Underwood's song by the same name… I suggest listening to it as you read… it will help you see Bella's POV.

Big thank you to PrettyKittyArtist who always takes the time to beta and pretty up my work.

BPOV

I sat in the living room just looking at the pictures the detective I'd hired was showing me. Rage about how he could come and lay in our bed every night burned me inside. I couldn't believe the bastard had the nerve to swear he loved me. All the while I was busy working my ass off he was out fucking someone else.

"Ms. Swan, are you all right?" the detective asks.

"Yes, Mr. Jenks. I appreciate all of this, and don't you worry about me. I will be fine," I told him as I got up and escorted him to the door.

Not two seconds after Mr. Jenks drives away, I pull out my phone to call my cheating bastard of a boyfriend.

"Hey, beautiful, how are you?" he greets in his normally happy, jovial voice.

"Good, Um... question... How long will you be out with your brother?"

"I'm not sure, babe. Why?"

"Oh, no, I was going to visit with my dad and wanted to make sure you didn't worry if I wasn't home when you got back."

"Go babe. If anything, I will stay at Edward's place."

"Sure you will" was on the tip of my tongue and it was so difficult not to let it slip out. But, for the plan that was developing to work, I needed to make sure he didn't suspect that I knew what he was up to. "Okay, babe. Well have fun. I will see you in the morning, or tomorrow afternoon." Little does Emmett McCarthy Cullen know that he will never see my ass ever again.

"Bye, beautiful. Love you," I hung up before I could answer to his empty words.

Then, I went up to the bedroom that we'd shared for the last four years and packed everything that I owned into suit cases and duffel bags that we had in the closet. Then, I hauled it all down to my car in the garage. Once I'd double checked that I'd gotten everything, I went back into the living room where I sat and wrote him a clear letter that let him know exactly what was going on. I left one of the pictures of him going into the hotel room with the strawberry blonde underneath the letter and walked out the door.

***BHC***

As soon as I got to Alice's house she swept me up in one of her strong hugs. She may only be five-foot tall bu,t she was strong as hell. Her arms around me let me finally fall apart and cry the way that I needed it.

"Let's get shitfaced. Come on. I got a bottle of Jameson with our names on it."

I let her lead me to the living room, deciding that I would worry about getting my stuff out later. We'd been drinking for an hour, making sure to avoid the big fat elephant that followed me from my house to hers. That was until Alice spoke up. "Okay Belli, tell me what the hell you did. I know that Jenks was at your house hours ago, but you only called me minutes before you came over. So spill, what happened?" I knew she was asking out of concern for me, so I didn't let her over eagerness for information get to me.

"Well, Mr. Jenks came by and showed me the pictures of Emmett with three different women. The strawberry blonde whose picture I left with the 'Fuck off' letter I left him. There was also a skinny as hell golden blonde, and there was the ash blonde that looked like she'd been ridden more than the bull at that damn bar he goes to with Edward." I didn't bother to hide the disgust from my face. The place revolted me, but then again, that was something Emmett and I never quite got about each other. I couldn't understand how he could enjoy going to that damn honky tonk bar, and he couldn't understand how I didn't like it.

"Oh, Belli... I'm so sorry. So did it take you all that time to pack your stuff and get the hell out of that house?" I could see the pity in her eyes and that just infuriated me over the situation even more. Making me feel good that I did what I did.

"No. It took me about an hour to get everything out of the house, write the letter, and get in my car. It's what I did afterward that took me so long." The memory of what I did put a smile on my face. It was a tainted smile because I hurt so much, but it was a smile nonetheless.

Alice looked at me closely, I was sure that she could see the smile that threatened to creep out as I played the memory over and over in my head. "I can see that smile, what did you do?"

I let my mind go back to everything I thought and felt when I drove into the parking lot of Billy Bob's Texas, the bar I knew he hung out at almost as if it were his second home. The second I saw his souped up Wrangler, I knew that what I was about to do was going to devastate him and wondered if I could do that to him. I may have been angry, but I still loved the cheating bastard. We'd spent the last five years of lives together; it was hard to just let that go. Then, the memory of those pictures hit me and all I could think about was that he was probably inside trying to find the next blonde on his list of shades.

"Let's see, where do I start? First, I took the spare key of his four-by-four off my key chain to make sure that it was the only thing that got fucked up when I pushed it as hard as I possibly could into the pristine custom paint job, and dragged it down the entire side of that fucking jeep, making sure everyone knew he was a cheating, lying, bastard" Alice howled in laughter at the revelation of the things that I'd started to do to his jeep. She knew as well as I did how important that piece of shit jeep was to him.

"You didn't," she said between peals of laughter.

"Oh, but I did, and that is not the only thing I did. After I keyed his shit up, I used the same key to open the door, took the pocket knife dad always insists we carry, and carved my name into the immaculate leather interior." The alcohol in my system made it hard not to start laughing at the look I'm sure would be on his face the second he sees his car.

"Oh, god, Belli, please tell me, is there more?" my sister was beaming with pride for what I'd just done.

"Yes Alica,t there is more. I took the Louisville slugger that I've had to use when my car over heats to hold the hood up out the trunk, and then went to town breaking both headlights and taillights. I want to see how he's going to drive to his little hotel room without getting pulled over. Well that is all contingent on whether or not he can get the tires replaced, since I slashed all four of his tires." By the time I was done explaining it all, Alice was rolling on the floor laughing and imagining what Emmett's face would look like when he saw what I'd done.

"I'm sure that right now he is in that bar with a bleached blonde. He was probably on the dance floor slow dancing with her to a Kenny Chesney song; I could hear the honky tonk music all the way out in the parking lot. She was probably touching him in all the right places, getting all frisky. As soon as they were done dancing I'm sure he would probably go get her some girlie fruity drink because she probably couldn't put the whiskey down like I can." Hell, even Alice had trouble keeping up with me and we'd been drinking whiskey since practically the womb.

"Belli, don't do this to yourself." Alice knew that I was purposely playing what exactly was going on in my head as if it were a movie real.

"I'm sure Edward has gotten them a pool table by now, and Emmett is behind her with a pool stick showing her how to shoot a combo because we all know how much he loves to show off his fucking skills with a pool cue."

I took a few more sips of my drink, working hard to keep the tears away and let the anger that I felt when I fucked up his car build. It would be so much easier to stay mad than to let the hurt in.

Alice scooted over to my side of the floor; we'd been sitting on the floor in front of the coffee table, my back resting against her couch and hers against the solo chair she's had since college. The damn thing clashed with everything in her house, but she refused to part with it. It used to be Jasper's, and after he died in the war, she knew she couldn't let it go. I couldn't begrudge her for wanting to keep something of his. When things got hard, she would always look for comfort in the chair, so for her to come sit next to me was saying something. The problem was that I couldn't accept the comfort she was trying to give. I needed to be angry again.

"Right now she is probably up on that stupid stage singing some white-trash version of Shania Karaoke, or whispering to him that she is drunk, and he's thinking he's going to be able to get lucky with her. I'm sure he is in that bathroom splashing on some of that three dollar polo they keep in there. He probably reeks to high heaven in that cheap shit; really, it's what tipped me off that something was going on in the first place. I'm sure he will find out soon what I did."

I stop pacing when I hear the ring tone on my phone that was set just for him. I quickly grab my phone and silence it. Almost instantly it starts to ring again, once more I send his ass to voice mail. This goes on for about four or five calls before my phone stops. I'm relieved that it didn't take that many calls to get him to understand I don't want to talk to him.

"I guess he saw his car," Alice giggles.

"I would venture to think so." When my phone rings with my dad's number I figure Emmett tried calling over there when I wouldn't answer him.

"Hi, Dad."

"Hey, Bells. Why the hell is Emmett calling me pissed off, asking for you? Did you two have a fight?" The worry in my poor dad's voice makes me feel bad that he is being put in the middle of all this.

"I'm sure he is pissed off because he saw what I did to his car."

"What did you do to his car?"

"Well dad, I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped up four wheel drive, carved my name into the leather seats, took a Louisville slugger to both headlights, and slashed a hole into all four tires," I know my dad could hear that my comment was void of any emotion.

"And why may I ask did you do that? I'm a police Chief, Bella, and that is vandalism. I don't know if I could keep you out of jail for doing that. So, give me a good reason to ignore what you just did," my dad said in his no none-sense cop voice.

"Maybe next time he will think before he cheats."

"He WHAT?" I could picture my dad's face turning purple from the furry building at my revelation.

"Oh, don't worry, Daddy. If he cheats again you better believe it won't be on me. I might have just saved the trouble for the next girl. I am at Ali's and will be staying here with her until I can get a new place."

"Well, I'm proud of you baby girl. And if you need somewhere to live, you know you can always come back home to me."

"Thanks, Daddy. I love you" I was just finishing my call with my dad when Alice's phone went off.

"No, you bastard, I don't know where my sister is. And quit trying to find her. She is better off without your ass." Alice quickly hung up, not giving Emmett a chance to say anything else.

"What did Dad say?" Alice asked, a small smirk playing on her lips.

"He said he was proud of me," I answered. "What did Emmett say?"

"Don't worry about that asshole; I made sure he knew he wasn't welcome to call anymore."

When my phone went off with a text message, I decided it was time to turn it off and go to bed. I was ready for this day to be done and over with. Tomorrow would be one of renewal.

Maybe next time he will think before he cheats. Was the last thing I thought before I closed my eyes for the night.

EmPOV

I walk out of Billy Bob's with Kate on my arm; she was stumbling a little from how drunk she was. She'd had about four of those girlie ass Cherry Cola Cocktails, she was definitely a light weight, nothing like my Bella. As I walk up to my jeep I see that something isn't quite right with it. It's not sitting as high as it normally does. I try not to scream when I notice all four tires have been slashed. Unfortunately, when I see that my headlights have been shattered the scream cannot be contained. "WHAT THE FUCK?"

I forgot all about Kate until she spoke up, "You're married?"

"What? No I'm not married!"

"Then why the fuck does the side of your jeep have lying, cheating, bastard carved into it?"

I quickly ran over to her side of the jeep and sure enough right there in large deep letters, the words were carved into my custom paint job. I quickly opened the car to see that the interior had also been mangled with Bella's name carved into it. I knew my night with Kate was over, I had to figure out what Bella knew and try to get her back. "I'm sorry, Kate, I need to figure out why and who did this to my jeep."

Even before she walked back toward the bar I was calling my brother. "Edward, I need your help. Come on out to my jeep." I didn't give him a chance to respond before I was back on the phone calling Bella. Her phone rang once and then went to voice mail, I hung up and quickly dialed again, I did this a number of more times with the same result each time.

I was pacing back and forth, and by the time Edward was there I was calling Charlie. "Where is your psyco daughter?" I didn't even get much of chance to say anything before he hung up on me.

"Holy shit what happened to your jeep, bro?" Edward asked as soon as he saw I was off the phone. I didn't get a chance to answer before he was saying, "Sweet innocent Bella did this? Holy shit, what did you do?"

I showed him the picture of Lauren and I that Bella left on the dash. It was obvious she knew I'd been with someone else. "You're fucked, bro."

"Tell me about it. That's Lauren, the dirty blonde chick I took to the hotel last week. Bella either hadn't found out about it until tonight or she was sitting on the information until she could get back at me." I ran my hands through my hair hoping to alleviate the stress that was building. How the hell was I going to fix this, I couldn't lose my Bella, she was the only good thing that happened in my life. Then why cheat on her? My subconscious asks.

"Well bro, with the way this jeep is I doubt you have any chance of fixing this shit. Let me call Rosie and have her tow it to her shop." My brother offered to have his girl, the tall voluptuous, curvy blonde auto mechanic come get my car. It was her fault I was in this predicament, the first time I saw her and the no nonsense attitude she carried had me hard at the jump. I guess I'd just been trying to get her out of my system. I know I will never act on my desire for her, but if I could just get one of these barfly bimbos to get her out of my system I could go back to my Bella and live happy. Guess that is no longer an option either.

"Come on, Rosie is on her way to pick up your car. Let me take you home."

I walked with him to his car all the while I kept trying to call Bella but her phone only went to voicemail.

I tried Alice hoping she might know where her sister was as soon as I go in the car. "Hey Alice, I'm trying to find your sister, any idea where she can be?"

The words that followed let me know that she knew exactly where Bella was and that I would not be able to talk to her anytime soon.

I figured my last option was to send her a text, Baby I'm sorry. I deserved what you did. I am the biggest idiot in the world, but I promise I will never do that again. Please baby forgive me. I love you with all my heart your Emmybear.

"You going to be okay alone tonight, bro?" Edward asked as soon as he pulled up to my drive way. The house was pitch dark and any hope I had that she would still be inside waiting to hit me or go off on me was lost.

I looked at my brother and just nodded. I had to take the time to figure out how I was going to grovel for forgiveness and I wouldn't be able to do that with Edward there.

I walked up the stairs only to find another picture taped to the door with the comment "I hope she was worth it" underneath. It was a picture of Irina and me from the night that I got so drunk I woke up naked on her couch. I don't know if we did anything that night, all I know is that was the first time I'd openly and knowingly lied to Bella about where I was. That was also the first time I'd met Rosalie and drank to forget the way she made my body react. If Bella had this picture it meant she'd doubted me for a while and had me followed. Sadly she now had physical proof that I was weak and unfaithful.

I walked straight into our bedroom hoping to see something that belonged to her. Something that would give me hope that there was still a chance for us. Those thoughts were dashed the second I saw that she'd even taken her feminine products that I hated. At that moment I would do anything to see them sitting under the sink.

With shoulders slumped, I walked back downstairs to drown myself in the bottle of Chivas that I had in the cabinets. After grabbing a cup and the bottle, I plopped myself on the couch. Then I saw it. The envelope that I just knew would end it all for me.

The instant I picked up the envelope I saw a third picture. I didn't need to see the picture to see who it was. Tanya was the strawberry blonde I took to the hotel only two nights ago. That had to be the nail that sealed my relationship coffin. That picture told me what I knew would be in the letter.

With a heavy sigh I opened it up.

I hope that those three women were worth losing the last five years of our lives together. I gave you everything, Emmett, my heart, my soul, my mind, my body… hell, I gave you my whole life. I worked my ass off for the last three years so that you could concentrate on school and not have to worry about anything. I drove around in a piece of shit car that keeps over heating for what, so you can drive your souped up little jeep, because that is what you love the most, and I as an idiot wanted to make you happy. And how is it you repay me?

By lying, cheating, and disrespecting our relationship. You slapped me by fucking not one, but three different bitches. I really hope you find what you are looking for in them because you will never, and I mean NEVER find it with me. Don't look for me. Don't call me. Don't even fucking think of me. You lost those privileges the second you stuck your dick inside another hole.

I will have my sister figure out with you what you want to do about the house. I don't know if you want to buy me out, or just put it for sale. Do NOT try to contact me about it. Deal with Alice, she will get the paperwork to me and I will sign it. All I know is that I don't want to have anything to do with you again.

Good Bye, Emmett,

Bella.

I groaned and let my head it the back of the couch. I knew I lost her for good. Bella is a stubborn woman and once she's made up her mind there wasn't any way to change it. I picked up the bottle and started to drink straight out of it. Fuck the cup, it wasn't going to do anything but make me take longer to drown in the liquor.

The last thought I had before I passed out drunk was... "If I ever get lucky to find another amazing woman like Bella again, I will never cheat again."

***BHC***

AN: I originally only planned on this being an OS, but then the hubs made a comment… and well the plot bunny reproduced… So there will be more chapters… I don't know how many, but know there will be more. As always TCBS is my priority. But I will work on this. I promise… I have been really good and have been able to finish the next chapter of TBCS early, so that's off with the PR and I have started chapter 2 of Santa Baby for those of you reading that story too.

Now don't forget to let me know what you think… I will take the good, the bad, and the ugly.