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Here is chapter four :)
I'm sorry for updating so late, but I've been having to write a few essay for college already!
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Chapter 4.
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B POV
I fluffed up my hair and smiled in the mirror.
I was ready.
Tonight, Edward was taking me out for a meal at the White Pyramid. I was wearing my royal blue strapless dress that stops just above my knees and hugged my curves.
I was wearing my black five inch peep-toe heels that made my legs look miles long. I had kept my make-up to simple mascara and lip gloss.
Edward preferred me without make-up on; he told me himself.
I went out of the bathroom, switching the light off and went to my bed were my black clutch was. I made sure to put my phone, wallet and keys in it. I had a small black cardigan to match in case I got cold.
I grabbed them both and turned off the lights and headed outside to my waiting car. Edward had got me one saying that we would be drinking. I felt posh being driven around; it was a new experience.
I looked at the streets of New York go by as I sat in the back of the car. It was your typical black Mercedes. Something I knew Edward would splash out on.
I couldn't wait for tonight as Edward and I rarely went out on dates because it was too risky, so why were going out tonight?
A tiny, a little tiny, bit of me thought that perhaps he wanted to go more public or go from fuck buddies, to girlfriend/boyfriend.
But Edward would never want me in that way.
I was delusional to even think it. There were so many other women out there that Edward could date and marry and I was just there to fulfil his sex side; not that I wasn't happy about it, I just wished we were always something more.
"Miss?" The driver's voice took me out of my musing. I turned and looked at him.
"We are here." He explained.
I must have been too much in my head. I shook my head and smiled. I went to grab the door handle, but the driver beat me. I smiled and thanked him and walked in.
I went up to the host and asked for Edward.
"A reservation for Cullen?" I asked her. You could tell she was bored and hated her job.
"Yes he is here. Right this way Mrs Cullen." She spoke professionally and started walking towards the table.
I was taken aback by the name, but my heart fluttered a little
Mrs Cullen.
I quickly followed her and saw Edward sitting at a small table with a lit candle and a small flower.
"Here you are. May I get you anything?" She asked us both as I sat down. Edward ordered some fancy wine I didn't know the name of.
I looked over at him and grinned. He had changed from the black suit at work, to the navy blue suit and light blue shirt.
My favourite suit on him.
Edward grinned back and grabbed my hand.
"Hi." He said.
"What's the occasion?" I asked him lightly. It wasn't that I was ungrateful, I was just curious.
"Can't I take you out for a meal?" Edward cocked his head to the side with a small smile on his face.
I smiled back. He was so cute.
"Of course, it's just, this normally doesn't happen." I replied. I really didn't want to start a fight with him: he was such a stubborn man. Edward's smile fell slightly.
"I know." He sighed. "I'm sorry I can't. I wish it wasn't this difficult." So Edward was feeling the same as me? I was taken out of my thoughts but the waitress coming back with our glasses and a bottle of wine.
The waitress gave us our menus and we looked over them in silence. I wasn't really looking; I was mulling over Edward's words.
Did he mean that he actually wanted a relationship with me? Or was he saying that so he could get in my pants tonight? Well, I wasn't wearing any panties at his request...
"Bella?" Edward's voice came into focus. I looked up to him and noticed the waitress staring at me with an eyebrow raised.
"What do you want?" He asked me with humour in his voice.
I blushed and told the waitress I would have mushroom ravioli while Edward chose a steak. The waitress took our menus and walked away with a glare at me.
I wasn't the only woman to swoon over Edward.
"Are you ok? You were kind of out of it there." Edward chuckled. I ducked my head and blushed.
"Hey. No need to embarrassed." Edward said quickly. I looked up at him with a small smile.
"What were you thinking about?" Edward asked. I smiled slightly.
"You." Edward looked surprised and with a raised eyebrow.
"What about me?" He enquired.
I didn't want to tell him what I was really thinking; I would look too clingy.
"Just that it's nice you took me out." I smiled. Edward looked down with a frustrated sigh.
"Actually, there was a reason that I took you out." He said in a quiet voice, almost scared to say it.
"Oh?" I replied. I didn't want to show that my heart was racing and I was slightly terrified.
"Yeah." Edward said softly. The look on his face made me want to cry. He looked so sad and broken. What could he mean?
"Well, you know how my dad came to visit me?" I nodded, not saying a word.
"Well, he wants me to go to one of our office in another country." Edward said slowly.
I tilted my head slightly, a little confused.
"He wants me to run the Cullen and Masen company." He explained. My brow furrowed.
"But, you already do?" I worded as a question.
"I know Bella, but he wants me to run the one in London." Edward said.
London? Thousands of miles away? What?
"London?" I whispered, too stunned and scared to say any higher.
"Yeah. He doesn't want a repeat of..." Of what?
I'm almost too scared to ask.
"I won't go for another month or so, but it's best to cut this off now." Edward said softly; like he was speaking to a child.
What? Break this... off?
The wind felt like it was knocked out off me and my heart felt sore, so sore.
"You... you..." I couldn't even speak. Edward's face looks so heartbroken.
"Bella, you have to understand." He tried to explain, but I cut him off by standing abruptly.
"No, I need to leave. Goodbye." And with that I walked out and hailed a cab. I got in the cab, trying to keep my tears at bay. I couldn't.
Silent tears fell down my cheeks as I tried to hold in my sobs. I could see the cab drivers sympathetic look; I didn't want it.
My phone buzzed and I pulled it out my clutch. His name appeared. I cancelled the call and turned my cell phone off.
"We are here love." The driver called, pulling up at my apartment. I took out a twenty and told him to keep the change. After one more sympathy look, he drove off.
I wiped the tears off my cheek and shakily began walking to the door. I don't remember making my way to the elevator or going up to my floor.
I opened my apartment door and closed it, looking at the darkness and emptiness.
I was alone.
I slid down my front door and let sobs and tears and pain come out.
For the first time in my life; I was a heartbroken girl.