Monday was the day before our midterms, the first day that I would see Edward and Alice since I left their house.
I scanned the parking lot, looking for Edward's beloved Volvo, but I couldn't see it. As I weaved through the crowd, I hoped that I would see his distinct bronze colored hair sticking out, setting him apart from the crowd, but he was nowhere to be seen. I could barely stand him not being here. Even though I was the one that broke up with him, I wanted to comfort him. To wrap him up in my arms like I'd done so many times before. But I knew that I could never do that ever again. Jake and I had gone out last night for a 'celebration party', but it was really him who was celebrating. I couldn't stand the fact that I had broken up with him, the perfect man for anyone lucky enough to have a hold on his heart, for a guy who couldn't even tell that I was in pain over something that he had coaxed me to do. I dejectedly walked into English, foolishly expecting him to miraculously be there, sitting in the chair that sat next to mine. But, my hopes were empty. He wasn't there. But Alice was, sitting at the table behind mine.
"Alice, is Edward sick or something? Why isn't he here?" I was glad I didn't turn around before I asked her that. But when I did, my next sentence got stuck in my throat. Alice's hair was limp, not curled or spiked like it normally was. She wasn't wearing any mascara or eyeliner which was probably a good thing, considering that clear, watery streaks were running down her face. She glanced up from her paper.
"Why? Did you decide that what you said yesterday didn't matter?" My mouth fell open.
"Alice, what's the matter? What happened to him?" Alice looked away from me and bit her lip
"Why do you even care? It's your damn fault that he left to take that early scholarship or whatever that he was offered." She pressed her hand to her mouth, as if she wasn't supposed to have told me that.
"Oh my God, Alice. Please tell me that he didn't do that?" She just glared at me, and a shrank back against the table.
"Yeah, he did. He wasn't going to take it but that was only because he loved you. You were the only fucking reason that he stayed in this damn town. He just acted like Esme's tears didn't even matter when he walked out the door. Thanks, Bella." I got up out of my seat and ran out into the hall. I dug my phone out of my purse and punched in Edward's number.
"Pick up pick up pick up," I muttered into the receiver. All I got was a few rings and a cold beep.
Okay…that's it for the flashbacks…love you people!!!!