A/N: Thanks so much to my totally awesome beta Mesmerizeme. You totally rock!!! And thanks to Zen One for her encouragement as I branch out to more than a one shot. My plan is to update this every Saturday.

Legal Begal stuff - Stephanie Meyes own Twilight

And all my friends say

I started shootin' doubles

When you walked in

All my friends say

I went a little crazy

Seeing you with him

You know I don't remember a thing

But they say I sure was raisin' some cain

I was a rock star, party hard

Gettin' over you comeback kid

Hey I musta did

What all my friends say

All My Frineds Say - Luke Bryan

EPOV

The first thing I noticed when I woke was the construction worker that was taking a jackhammer to the inside of my brain.

The next thing I noticed was that when I pulled my hand up to cradle my aching head, it literally peeled off the wooden arm of a rocking chair. I know it was a rocking chair because the movement made me want to spew my guts out, and not in a good way.

I tried to think of why I was asleep in the hard wooden chair but my head hurt too much. I didn't want to open my eyes, but I knew I had to. I carefully pried them open and was thankful that someone had drawn the curtains. Looking around I realized I was in my own bedroom.

How the hell did I get home?

I remember going to the club Saturday night with my best friends Emmett and Jasper, but after that, nothing.

What day is it?

My room was trashed, clothes were thrown everywhere, my stereo was humming at me, making my head ache even more. I looked over and saw that the arm still stuck to my rocking chair was holding an empty beer can.

What the hell happened last night?

I wanted to go back to sleep, but the more awake I became, the more aware of my body I was. Besides the earth-shattering headache, my back was killing me from sleeping in the chair. I needed to find out what happened.

I couldn't find my phone, but I did find my wallet, completely empty. Oh no, no!!!! I had taken out most of my paycheck for the expenses for the next dig in my archeology class. I knew I couldn't count on my parents for the money; my father was upset that I did not want to follow in his footsteps and become a doctor. I love helping people, but I learned long ago that I put too much emotion into everything I do. There was no way I could sit by and watch someone die; it would kill me inside. So, I chose archeology instead. I love the idea of bringing an extinct civilization back to life.

I grabbed a bottle of water and my keys and headed out to get my car. I needed answers! But just as I thought my day couldn't get any worse, my car was nowhere to be found. I looked around and noticed a pay phone. Digging in my pocket, I found a couple of quarters and called Emmett.

Emmett answered on the second ring.

"Eddie!!!"

"Damn it Emmett, stop yelling." I whispered back.

"How are you feeling this morning, sparky?"

"I'm not sure yet." I paused, not sure I wanted to hear the answer to my question. "Emmett, what happened last night?"

I had to hold the phone away from my ear to shield myself from his bellowing laugh. "Let me come pick you up man, I have your car and your phone. I'll be there in 20. And make sure you shower!"

I was showered and feeling somewhat human when Emmett walked in the door 20 minutes later. He just snickered at me and nodded his head in the direction of the door.

"Where is my cell Emmett?"

"No way Edward. You gotta hear about what happened, THEN you can have your phone."

I groaned and followed Emmett out the door, I had a feeling this was only going to get worse.

Emmett and I stopped at a little cafe not far from the University that we both attended and ordered some sandwiches and water. When we finished our food, I braved the disaster waiting for me.

"Okay Emmett, lay it on me, I can take it." Hopefully, I thought to myself.

Emmett took a deep breath before he began, never a good sign. "Short story is about half way through the night Bella showed up with a date and you went a little crazy. You asked the bartender for a double, and then had three more before you started in on her."

Placing my head in my hands, I groaned loudly. "When you said 'started in on her...?" I knew I was going to regret asking that.

"You told her how much you still loved her and couldn't live without her. Then you punched her date. I think his name was Anthony? Anyways, you were working the whole crowd trying to win her back."

"What?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing, I did not want Bella back. She made her choices and I made mine. I couldn't go back to her after everything she said to me when we broke up.

Emmett pulled me out of my inner struggle by waving my iPhone in my face. "We took pictures." He told me and began to open the pictures to the first one of the night.

I took the phone from him and started flipping through the pictures. They started simple enough, with pictures of the three of us having a good time. You could tell when I started to get drunk because the pictures were all at weird angles. Then they started being pictures of random tits and asses. Then there was the picture that halted me in my tracks. Bella at a table with some guy who had his arm around her waist and was whispering in her ear. She was giggling at whatever he was saying. The next was of Bella and the guy dancing. She was grinding up on him and he was nibbling on her ear. That must have been when Emmett or Jasper got the phone, because the next picture was of me staring down Bella's guy, then of me punching said guy- I was wondering why my hand hurt! Then me on top of the bar flailing my arms, apparently trying to rouse the crowd.

"Dude, there's audio too. We recorded your whole speech!" Emmett looked rather pleased with himself. I just stared at him.

I dropped Emmett off at his place and went back home. Walking into the kitchen I saw that I had five messages waiting for me. I sighed as I pressed play.

Beep, "Edward, this is your father. I called and got you into the last semester ..." Delete. I was not in the mood to deal with him today.

Beep, "Hey Edward, it's Heather. I'm in town again and wondered if you wanted to get together for a little fun later. Call me!" Save.

Beep, "Edward! It's the Jazz man! Call me." Some friend Jasper was, he let the whole thing happen. Delete.

Beep, "I can't believe you Edward! You had better hope I don't find you in a dark alley. I know things; I can make it look like an accident, or natural causes. Bella doesn't need your crazy tricks, so leave her and her boyfriend alone." The venom in Alice's voice made me believe every word, that girl was scary sometimes.

Beep, "What the fuck Edward?!" Bella still had my number? "And before you think I still have your number, I had to call Alice for it." That makes sense. "How could you do that? Did you think it would win me back? There is no way I am ever getting back with you. So what is it? You can't get laid so you have to ruin my chances? Anthony was a great guy and now he's gone. Can't say that I blame him, who wants to hang around with a chick that has a homicidal ex? Fuck you, Edward!" I was fuming mad by the time her message ended. Couldn't get laid? I can get it anytime I want, and they are all way better than she ever was in the sack. Fuck her! No, I did not want her back. No fucking way!

Flashback

I walked in the door to our apartment, not bothering to wait for Bella. Between her and my father, the day had been a total disaster. We had just gotten home from the annual Cullen Easter party where my father and I had gotten into a heated discussion about my degree choice and Bella had been flirting with my cousin. I was barely keeping control of my anger.

Bella walked in behind me and slammed the door.

"What the hell crawled up your butt, Edward? You haven't said one word to me since we left your parents house!"

I ran my hand through my hair and tried to calm my nerves. It didn't work.

"How about you flirting with my cousin while my father was jumping down my throat, again, about my career choice. It seems like nothing I do is good enough for anyone anymore!" I yelled and then promptly dropped myself onto the couch. Bella just glared at me. Another time I would have wanted to kiss the glare right off her face, but after seeing her with my cousin, I couldn't even find the look anything but annoying.

Bella closed her eyes for a moment seemingly composing her thoughts before she spoke.

"I was not flirting with your cousin, Edward. And if you just stood up to your father, he wouldn't jump down your throat anymore."

"You don't understand Bella, you never do. He won't listen. He has threatened to stop paying for my tuition if I don't change majors."

"Have you even told him why you don't want to be a doctor? You say he won't listen, have you even tried?"

"Have you ever thought that maybe he intimidates me? That maybe it would be nice for my girlfriend to be there for me instead of getting it on with my cousin while I'm being blasted by my father?"

"You know what Edward, I'm done. I can't deal with all of your emotional baggage and your insecurities." Bella headed to the bedroom. I knew what she was doing; she was packing, leaving me. Somehow, I couldn't find it in me to care. Within 10 minutes she was out the door lugging a large suitcase and a duffle bag.

She didn't even say goodbye.

End Flashback

I unplugged the phone and stumbled into my bedroom, shedding my clothes as I went. I did a face plant onto my bed and waited for sleep to take me away from this mess.

A/N: Thanks for reading! Please let me know what you think, what was your favorite part? Up next is Bella's take on Edward's actions, and Edward's rant at the bar! See you next weekend!