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The Breakup - EPOV

"Hello, I'm Dr. Tanya Jackson, Edward's girlfriend."

Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit!

FUUUUUUCK!

I didn't really want to have this conversation here and now, but it seemed as though the choice has been taken out of my hands. Of course, if I hadn't been such a pussy for the last few days, then this wouldn't even be happening.

Days, Dickmunch? Try weeks. Better yet, try months. This could have been over months ago and this confrontation you're about to have would be just a really shitty nightmare.

When my relationship with Tanya first began, it'd been more about scratching an itch and keeping loneliness at bay than it had been about falling in love with someone. We'd known each other for almost five years and we'd worked well together. When she asked me out for drinks one night I accepted and things just happened from there. From the very first night we spent together, we'd agreed to keep things casual.

After three months of frequent fucks and very easygoing dates, we'd had the "Where is this going?" conversation. Both of us agreed that we were enjoying our time together and we'd keep things as they were.

It had seemed like a good idea at the time.

Then I began to see a side of Tanya I hadn't ever noticed before. I wasn't thrilled with her bitchy, condescending attitude, but we were under a lot of stress at work, so I ignored it. Six months into my relationship with her, Emmett confronted me on Tanya's behavior and it became abundantly clear that I wasn't the only one annoyed with her shit-tacular attitude.

But being the idiot that I am, I refused to admit that I was growing increasingly unhappy with Tanya and our relationship. I thought the great sex we had and her brilliance would continue to be enough for me.

It didn't help matters that I was fed up with having relationships that never lasted long. I was determined to make my relationship with Tanya work for the mere fact that I wanted to prove I was a healthy adult who could have a relationship that lasted longer than a couple of dates and some mediocre fucks.

So I stuck it out, even though I wasn't into it. It was unfair to Tanya, but it just seemed easier that way. I kept hoping that once things relaxed at work, she would go back to the brilliant, nice doctor I had once admired.

It never happened.

I began distancing myself from her. I knew Tanya knew something was up, but she never asked me about it and I didn't offer any explanations for my behavior. What she did do was start talking about the two of us moving in together and pushing to meet my parents. I deflected or ignored those conversations and distanced myself from her even further. It was a shitty thing for me to do, but I was trying to buy some time to figure out what I wanted.

Seeing Bella again had made the decision for me. I had no choice but to tell Tanya that our relationship was over.

It wasn't a conversation I was looking forward to having. I knew Tanya would see our breakup as a failure, and it wouldn't be something she'd accept easily. Tanya didn't know the meaning of failure. Our breakup was definitely not going to be amicable. I knew I had to do it though, because I wanted to be free to pursue Bella. I should've found Tanya the very night I decided I wanted to be with Bella and told her it was over.

But like an idiot, I waited too long.

Actually, I had tried to talk to Tanya throughout the week, but she blocked my every attempt to speak with her alone. I had finally gotten her to agree to go to dinner on Friday night; I hoped our relationship would be over officially by the time I met my family, Charlie and Bella for dinner on Saturday night.

Then she went and canceled on me at the last minute.

There was an attempt on Tanya's part to get me to reschedule for tonight, but I told her I had plans with some out-of-town guests and wouldn't be available. We made plans to meet Sunday afternoon at her apartment to talk.

I spent my time during tonight's dinner doing my best not to blurt out my feelings for Bella. I made sure I kept our conversation friendly and while I did get pretty damn flirty with her at certain points – the steak incident, for one – I never stepped over the line into inappropriate. By the end of our dinner though, I was counting down the hours until I could end things with Tanya and make my intentions to Bella clear.

So, color me fucking flabbergasted when Tanya showed up out of nowhere.

The minute I heard Tanya call my name I knew the shit was about to hit the fan. My mind started reeling – how do I escape this without having a confrontation? How do I block Tanya from meeting my parents, my sister and Bella? How do I avoid what is sure to be a clusterfuck of epic portions?

Newsflash asshole – you don't.

Shocked was a mild word to describe the look on my parents' faces when she announced herself as my girlfriend. They shook Tanya's hand politely, but their eyes kept shifting to me in confusion. When Tanya got a bit too friendly in addressing my mother – who never before held to such formalities – Esme put Tanya firmly in her place. The others may not have noticed, but Tanya was about to lose her shit on my mother, and I certainly wasn't going to let that happen. I dragged Tanya away from our group, hoping I could get rid of her quickly and get back to my family – and Bella.

I was going to have a shit load of explaining to do.

Tanya let me drag her to the back of the restaurant, where the hallway leading to the bathrooms was – thankfully – empty. The minute I stopped, she jerked her arm from my grasp.

"What the hell are you doing?" Tanya screeched. I hoped to hell my family had managed to leave the building. This wasn't going to be pretty.

"We need to talk." I answered her quietly, hoping she would follow my lead and bring it down a notch.

Wishful thinking.

"What the fuck, Edward!? Why didn't your parents know about me, about us? Who was that girl you were holding? What the fuck is going on?" Tanya was livid, her face turning an unhealthy shade of red, her bountiful chest heaving with indignation.

I really didn't want to do this here, this way, but the choice had been taken out of my hands when she introduced herself to my family. I also couldn't blame her for being upset. This wasn't the way I wanted her to find out that our relationship was over.

"Tanya, I was having dinner with my family. What are you doing here?"

Deflect and try to regroup.

She looked taken aback, obviously not expecting my question. "I…um, I'm, uh, meeting my sisters here for a late dinner."

"What a coincidence." The sarcasm was dripping from my tone. I didn't want to accuse her of following me, but her being here was just too fucking weird. There were too many places in Seattle she could've met her sisters – who I hadn't seen a hide or hair of – for her to show up at the same place where I was having dinner with my family.

"Are you implying something, Edward?" She crossed her arms over her chest, daring me to go there.

Don't call her a stalker. That will not help this fucked up situation.

I pinched the bridge of my nose in between the thumb and index finger of my right hand. "Of course not. It's just a very strange coincidence."

I saw Tanya's jaw tighten and waited for her to call me on the weak attempt I made trying to convey my belief that she just happened to show up here. To my surprise, she let it go.

"So, are you going to explain to me who the hell that woman was and why she was at dinner with you and your family and I wasn't?"

I took a deep breath, trying to control my anger. "It was a family dinner, Tanya. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings by not inviting you, but it didn't seem appropriate." The minute the words were out of my mouth, I knew I had made a colossal mistake. I knew we were breaking up, she didn't.

Nice move, Asshole.

"Appropriate? I'm your fucking girlfriend, Edward! What the fuck is more appropriate than me showing up to have dinner with my boyfriend's family after being with him for ALMOST A FUCKING YEAR?"

The conversational noise from the dining area dimmed and I knew that everyone sitting out there had heard Tanya scream loud and clear.

I tried to remain calm. "Look, Tanya, I don't want to do this here. I'll meet you at your place tomorrow like we planned and we'll talk then."

"OH, FUCK NO! You're not doing this anywhere but here! You're going to explain what the fuck is going on, right here, RIGHT NOW!" She continued to scream and pointed her finger in my face.

I took a step back and ran a hand through my hair. "Tanya, this isn't –"

"FUCK YOU! YOU TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON, ASSHOLE! WHO THE HELL IS SHE? YOU'RE FUCKING HER, AREN'T YOU?"

"Jesus, Tanya, will you lower your voice? This isn't an appropriate place for this conversation." Staying calm was becoming harder. Tanya was pushing me to my breaking point.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT! YOU'RE FUCKING HER!"

"I. AM. NOT!" I stopped myself and took a deep breath. I looked over Tanya's shoulder to see someone, the manager probably, walking toward us.

"Excuse me for interrupting, but you need to take this somewhere else. You're disturbing our customers." He was polite, but firm.

"Fuck off!" Tanya stormed past me to a door clearly labeled EXIT.

I looked at the manager. "Sorry."

He nodded once and watched me as I followed Tanya outside. She was standing there waiting as I came out. Her hand flew up and out so fast I never saw it coming. I heard the smack before I felt the sting.

"WHAT THE HELL?" I stepped back, holding my cheek and staring at her.

Bitch has lost her fucking mind!

"You deserve that and so much more Edward Cullen! I can't believe you're fucking cheating on me!"

I took another step back from her. I had never wanted to hit a woman so much in my life and I needed some distance from her so I didn't do something incredibly stupid.

"For the last fucking time, I'm not cheating on you. She is an old friend of my family's. If you had bothered to pay any fucking attention, you would have seen her father standing next to my mother." My jaw was clenched, hurting my face further, but it was the only way I could keep my cool.

Fucking Emmett having to be fucking right all the fucking time. Bastard isn't going to let me live this down, ever.

"I saw the way you were looking at her Edward! If you had been alone with her, you would've had her bent over the fucking table. Don't fucking lie to me!"

"Jesus, Tanya. Let. It. Go. I'm not having sex with Bella."

"Bella? The bitch's name is Bella? I'm going to find her and kick her fucking ass for screwing you!"

I reached out and grabbed her arm without thinking. My voice was low and deadly when I spoke. "You will leave her out of this. If I find out you have had any contact with her whatsoever, I will make sure you're sorry for it for the rest of your fucking life."

That shut her up. Her eyes widened, in fear or in shock, I wasn't sure. I dropped her arm and took two steps back. This whole conversation was out of control. No matter what happened to Tanya and I on a personal level, the two of us still had to work with each other on an almost daily basis. I had to rein things in and calm the fuck down.

Running a hand through my hair, I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself. "Tanya, I'm sorry that you think so little of me that you think I'd cheat on you. Things haven't been perfect, but I can promise you, I would never do that. But I think the whole last ten minutes have proved that our relationship is definitely over."

Her eyes filled with tears. "Please, Edward, no! I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have reacted the way I did. I'm so embarrassed. Please don't do this, darling."

She moved toward me, but I held out my hands and took another step back. "Tanya, things have been moving toward this for a while, so I can't believe you're truly shocked by this. I'm sorry it had to be done here, this way, but I think it's best if we call it a night and part ways."

Tanya took the chance and moved toward me again. This time I held my ground. "Edward, please, let's just take tonight and think about things. We can still meet and talk at my house tomorrow like we originally planned." She reached out and took my hand. "I know we can fix this and make it work between us. We're so good together."

I gently removed my hand from hers. "Tanya, I'm not going to change my mind. There's nothing to talk about. We're through. I hope we can continue to work together and be professional. But as far as I'm concerned, it would be for the best that we no longer see each other personally."

Tanya stood there, staring into my eyes for a few minutes. Whatever she saw in them helped dry her eyes and pulled her chin up. She met my gaze, her face void of any expression whatsoever. I opened my mouth to tell her goodnight, when her hand came up and slapped me across the face. Again.

This time I caught her wrist, holding it tight. I was done being polite.

"Hope that made you feel better, sweetheart, because it's the last shot you'll ever get. Stay away from me and stay away from my family. The next time you see me, do not speak to me. Do not look at me. The only time I want to hear from you or see you is if we happen to be working on the same case. We're done."

Tanya jerked her wrist from my hand and moved toward the door leading back into the restaurant. She opened the door, but turned before she moved through it. "This isn't over, Edward. You've made the biggest mistake of your life tonight. You will regret this." With that, she disappeared inside.

I took a deep breath of the cool night air, trying to calm down. I had known she wasn't going to take our breakup well, but I had no idea it was going to grow into the shit storm that just took place. I wasn't worried about her threat; there was little she could do to me, professionally or personally, that would hurt me in anyway. My reputation at the hospital was a solid one, thanks to my hard work over the last five years. Trying to ruin me would only result in making her look bad, and Tanya wasn't going to risk her career over me.

Figuring I gave her more than enough time to leave, I entered the restaurant again and made my way to the door leading to the parking lot where I'm sure my family still waited for me. I was going to have a shit load of explaining to do and I was not looking forward to it.