Edwards Pov:

I ran and I ran and I ran. The wind forcing pressure to my face.

If I was human, I would have been crying right now, but all that was coming out of my mouth was strangled sobs.

I had no idea where I was going but I carried on running anyway.

Eventually I decided to go and visit our old cottage, Bella may be there and hopefully… alone.

I turned back and in seconds, I was outside the cottage, the cottage in which we held so many memories, good and bad. Funny and sad.

Eventually, I sighed and walked towards the front door. As I clasped the doorknob I felt the need to knock.

Why do I feel the urge to knock in my own home?
Oh right, because my wife and her 'best friend' might be up to something.

I just opened the door, deciding it was silly having a mental argument about something as small and petty as that.

The sight I was seeing made be happy and upset.

Happy because Jacob – Mutt – Wasn't here.
Upset because Bella was crying.

Why should I feel upset about that?
I thought angrily to myself.
After all, she was the one that cheated on me…

Sensing my presence, she glanced up from under her lashes.

I turned my head, arrogantly.
I peeked at her out of the corner of my eye.

She hung her head as she looked at her lap, ashamed, As she shifted her position on the couch.

I was glad my sobs had silenced before I got here, I didn't want her to see me like that.

Without warning, Bella stood up from the sofa and ran to the front door.

"Bella? Bella!" I called.

She turned around. "What, Edward?" She asked, harshly.

"Why? Why did you do that to me?" I finally asked, the question I had been dying to know the answer to.

"Because I was upset, okay? I was upset, and jealous and fed up!"

"Jealous of what!" I asked bewildered.

"You know what, Edward! Of all the time you've been spending with the slut you sit next to in English, Tiffany, Isn't it?"

"Yes, Her names Tiffany and she is not a slut!"

"So you're sticking up for HER now are you?"

"Maybe I am," I told her. "But if you want to find a slut, look in the mirror! After all, weren't you the one begging for sex on out honeymoon? Correct me if I'm wrong…!"

I knew that was uncalled for, but I couldn't help it, I needed to let out my emotions.

Before I knew it, Bella had run from the house slamming the door on the way out, tears streaming down her face.

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