THE BET

Chapter one: The Bet

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Characters are entirely Stephenie Meyer's pride... I am just making them do stupid stuff.

Summary: After ending another terrible relationship, Edward realizes he has been the one to initiate or make the break-up in every relationship he's had since high school. Making a bet with Emmett can't be good, and it doesn't take long for Edward to be locked in a situation he'd wish to get himself out of. AH – ExB.

AN: So this is my first attempt at writing at all. I was introduced to fan fiction a little over a year ago, and now I'm trying out my writing skills.

This story has not been beta'ed, so if you find any grammatical mistakes, please say so :) I do try to correct as many mistakes as I am capable of, but again I am not born English.

To say I was disappointed when a sat down tonight and realized what my life had been about the past five and a half month, was an understatement.

Not only was I infuriated with the hole Tanya situation, but I was disappointed in myself. How had I not seen this coming?

It seemed that the more I thought about it, the more the signs were showing. The signs I had let past me or simply would not face. The fact that she would not let me out of her eyesight. The controlling of who I was allowed to see. Basically the controlling of what I was "allowed" to do.

It was not Tanya I was against. It was that I did not do anything about it. I let it slide. Let her get away with taking control of our relationship. Even though I probably asked for it, I still wish I had let it end in time.

And because I am Edward 'The Imbecile' Cullen, I picked up the wrong girl. Again!

I met Tanya six months ago at a night club. Being intoxicated by her mere presence, or that what the guys told me I was, it did not take long for me to stick to her like glue. That role quickly reversed.

The point is I am a week soul, always trying to satisfy others. I was born and raised being a gentleman, always opening doors and taking of coats. I have never desired to be anything other than gentlemanly before now.

After ending the relationship with Tanya, rather violently, I sat down and realized that I had always been the one to initiate or make the break-up in every relationship I had had since high school. All of them quite the same: Meet the girl, show interest, start dating, being typically Edward, give her one present and BAM! I would be tied on my hands and knees, in a rather inconvenient relationship.

"She's been crazy lately dude! You know this, it's exactly like Kelly, Marie-Ann and what's-their-names, you've dated!" Jasper's voice rang through my phone, making me cringe. I had expected this, but the way his patronizing voice made it sound like the entire situation was my fault, made me shrink back in the seat.

"I know.." Impressive answer Mr. Imbecile. But what could I say? I did agree with him, just not on the 'my fault' part. I couldn't help girls turned crazy when dating.

Jasper and I had been friends since high school. We had always been there for each other, helping whenever it was needed and having different perspectives were always helpful during difficult circumstances, like this.

"You have to break it off. Either that or marry her. You choose!" said Jasper. Just the thought of marrying Tanya, made my toes curl uncomfortably in my shoes. I wasn't against marriage, actually I wanted to be married. Just not to a control-freak.

"I know man. She'll be here in an hour, hopefully this one won't throw my stuff at me. I've got to do something, before it gets out of my reach." sighing through the phone I hang up on Jasper and pressed my thumb and forefinger to my temples.

As always, God was against my wish of having a normal, or as normal as it can be, peaceful break up.

Ducking at the flying object aimed at me, I couldn't help but thinking about never listening to Jasper and his advice on my relationships anymore. A small grunt left my body when the thought had crossed my mind. Who was I kidding, I would always listen to Jasper. Always have, always will.

"You seriously think it's good for you to break up with me Edward?" Tanya screamed from the other side of the room.

Crawling out from my hiding spot, I stood up, back straight and head held high, and tried answering as firmly as possible: "Tanya, I'm not totally ignorant. I'm aware you've tried to trick yourself into my life, without an invitation. I can't do this anymore, I need something..." pausing I realized I was not even aware of what I needed. "I need something other than this.. This mess our relationship has become, it's to much."

During my little speech Tanya's bipolar personality showed to its fullest. Her face showed her anger at first, then the disbelief, sadness, stubbornness and ending in a fury I had not seen a woman capable of projecting.

Her face flamed up in a bright crimson and slowly turned to a darker purple. When I realized she was holding her breath, she flew at me, claws and teeth showing.

I am embarrassed to admit the shriek that flew from my chest, when she landed on me, tackling both of us on the floor. After that it took a lot of energy to get her off of me, making her calm down and finally ending it all at my front door.

I called up Jasper after that, first yelling at him for making me listen to him once again and then telling him shortly what had went down with Tanya. He had a good laugh at that.

Sitting on the couch, looking over the damage of Tanya's visit made me weary. She had managed to get inside my kitchen before I was able to launch the subject and she had successfully broken three plates. When that did not satisfy her need to brake something she hurled herself out in the hallway she had just come from, taking down a framed picture of my family. Then it was time to "the grand finale" where she chucked a vase, including flowers, at me.

Quite the feat, I must say. She managed to destroy efficiently every breakable part of my living room and kitchen.

A knock at my front door made me come out from my stupor, and get up to answer the door.

"Hey Edward man, open up!" Emmett yelled from the other side of the door. If he wanted he could probably kick the door in, but the fact that he enjoyed yelling at me at any opportunity he got, he would wait for me to open up.

"I don't understand why your not just walking in Em? You're perfectly aware that I almost never lock my door when I'm home." I paused "I know you're out there too Jasper. I know why you guys are here, and although I appreciate your effort, I don't need it! Not this time!" I yelled, remembering the last time I broke up with a girlfriend, and Emmett and Jasper took me out. Smirking I turned around going back to my living room.

A few minutes later the knocking stopped and I could hear the front door open.

"Eduardo, my man! You know we are just here to support you in the biggest day of your life right?" said Emmett, coming into the room from the hallway. Behind him Jasper dragged a white bag, I had seen to many times.

"Em, what are you talking about?"

"You finally got rid of the witch! I'm serious Eddie, this is a day to celebrate!" Emmett sat down in the spot next to me, turning towards the TV while motioning to Jasper to go get cups from the kitchen.

Letting the nickname slip for the time being, I just looked at the huge smile on Emmett's face. I had to admit I did get where he came from. Tanya was not a big fan of me seeing Emmett or Jasper, and for just that reason Emmett despised her.

"But seriously Eddie, I don't get how you could stand her for so long? I mean, the sexing had to be really good if you even gave her the time of day..." his voice dozed off as he brought his beer up to his lips.

Running my hands through my already unruly hair and sighing made him look up at my stressed face. "Emmett, drop the nicknames please.. And I hardly ever gave Tanya the time of day or night. She just wasn't attractive to me anymore.. Actually I can't remember what I saw in her in the first place?" The last statement was not meant for him to hear, it was me speculating my motives in the first place.

"Edward, you know we support you and all, but why can't you choose a girl that will break up with you for once?" said Jasper for the first time, since stepping through my door.

Shrugging I put my head in my hands, letting my shoulders drop.

Silence filled the room for what seemed like hours. It was not normal for the three of us to be silent for a longer amount of time. I mean, Emmett being a big, goofy meatloaf, Jasper being the smarty-pants and me being the brooding type, there would always be something to speak of.

The silence was ended when Emmett, never the patient one, sighed rather loudly and turned towards me. "Edward, how many relationships have you been in since, what, high school?" Asked Emmett, looking at me with a wicked glint in his eyes.

Bewildered by the sudden question, I answered without thinking, "I don't know Em, why?"

Emmett turned slightly towards Jasper, who was counting silently on his right hand. "Dude how many relationships has he been in since high school?"

"Like eight or something. There may have been more, but that's what I know of," answered Jasper, still looking down at his hands where eight fingers were showing.

A smile was spreading itself on Emmett's face, showing off his apple-cheeks and dimples. A glint in his eyes, I knew all to well made my stomach twist into tight knots and I frowned, anticipating what would come now.

"Okay Eduardo, don't freak out just yet, but how about you for once make the girl break up with you?" Emmett smiled his signature smile, looking really smug.

"What the hell are you talking about Em? And it's Edward," said I.

Sighing Emmett said "look Edward, I bet that you won't be able to not end the next relationship you're in before a month is up." Emmett proudly smiled at me and Jasper, who was already sitting with his wallet.

"What? How's that even possible Emmett?" I said aghast.

"Simple: You find a girl, date her and make her break up with you before a month or we win!"

Silence filled the room and I sighed, running my hand through my already wild hair. "Alright Emmett... I'm in, but how will I make her break up with me? How will I even get her interested in me?"

"Again, simple Eduardo... We, as in Jasper and I," he pointed to Jasper and himself to emphasize his point "will simply find the perfect girl this friday and you just woo her." smiling proudly of himself.

"But what about the girl, if she gets too attached?" I could not help feeling nervous about this.

This time it was not Emmett, but Jasper who answered. "You will introduce yourself to the girl we choose, be typical Edward – open doors, talking politely and all that, then the second she turns to clingy, you simple do everything to be unlike the Edward we know and love, and simple as that, she'll end up dumping you!" Jasper leaned back in his chair and smirked.

Silence filled the room for a long time. Finally looking up, the smiling faces of my two best friends filled my vision. Emmett was almost bouncing with excitement and Jasper's smile was almost breaking his face.

"Fine, I'm in!"

BPOV

All through the years soul cleansing rituals have been made. All on different methods and different grounds, but it has always been part of humanity.

Some people cleanse their soul by mixing hot water with a special amount of chemicals and then drop naked in the water. Trying to clear out their sins and then gaining a clean mind is the goal of this method.

Many women today do the classic. They place themselves in front of a TV in their worst outfit, eating ice cream until they puke and watch sappy, love-story movies, that will basically never happen in real life.

Me? I cook. And then I bring the food over to my neighbor. Cooking is my safety. I know myself by the stove, and I enjoy it.

The point is that in my try to cleanse my soul, I realized my refrigerator was almost non-existent and that brings me at my current position in walking down the isle, trying to locate the eggs and milk.

Now you ask why I feel the need to cleanse my soul? Well, because I now feel the need to change my life. Ever since college I have always adjusted to other people, and never stood my own ground.

I have been in 5 relationship since college and not one of them have lasted more than a month.

Realizing that I would have to change my self and my life I was now walking aimlessly around, trying but not really looking for the eggs, I set myself the goal of becoming a new person. As my first goal, I would get in a relationship, and make it last for over a month and a half. Not anymore of this Adapting-Bella!

Not really watching where I was going, it did not come as a surprise when I bumped rather loudly into another cart and then crashing backwards, not anticipating the force of the crash, and landing hard on my but.

A loud shriek made me look up into the most lively blue eyes I had ever seen.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't really watching where I was going, and thinking about Jas..." Not really hearing anymore I took notice of the girl bending over me.

Before me stood this pixie-like creature, with big blue eyes, with a certain spark shining through her eyes making my stomach twist in a way that made me think: "Don't let this girl fool you!"

She was still talking, 5 words a second, trying to explain about the reason she was not thinking and bumped into me. Standing up in classic Bella way, I dusted off my pants and was quickly offered her tiny little hand, filled with bracelets and fancy rings.

"I'm Alice."

Huh? Oh, right – her name. I still think pixie was more fitting, but Alice would do. "I'm Bella. And really, I wasn't thinking more about where I was going than you, so it was partly my fault." said I, weighing wether I should just walk away now or continue talking with pixie.

She made the choice for me. "Oh, hey Bella. I'm actually quite surprised I bumped into you, I never really do that. That's new."

"Don't worry, I'm so accident prone, it's surprising I'm still able to walk."

Alice laughed loudly and let go of my hand. "I really gotta go, but it would be cool if we could get together? A night in the city? I haven't got many girlfriends, so it would be nice to do something with a girl for once.." Pixie trailed off slowly, looking down on her petite feet, in some expensive high heels. Death traps.

"I would like that very much, Alice" I smiled.

End note: That was the first chapter! So you like it? Hate it? Anything? Please review so I'll know if I should continue :)

For future chapters I will just let you know that it will be mostly Edwards Point of View. Sometimes I will write Bella's Point of View, but only if it has a specific meaning for the plot. Otherwise I will not do her POV :)

And also, the story is T rated for language and just to be sure. It might change to mature at some point.

And last, I am a comma-whore. I love making commas, so please ignore them, if the annoy you to much! :D

Love, Dammiscool.