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When I could cry no more, I fell asleep, my stomach aching, my eyes sore and red. I sunk into a restless slumber.

When I awoke, I was crying again. My dream – my so very vivid dream – reduced me to tears. Edward and I were a couple, happily married with three children; a four-year-old little girl, a wee little son, and I was very pregnant with our third child, a girl. So when I awoke, I let myself cry. I let myself break down into a weeping puddle. I cried and sobbed because I knew it wasn't true and never was going to be.

I lifted my head from my pillow, and banged it against my bed board. A large thunk-ing soundreduced from the bang, and the door creaked open and Alice and Rose slipped through.

Alice gasped, placing her hand over her mouth when she saw me. She dropped all contents of junk food from her hands she was carrying, and jumped on the bed, sitting at the end of my feet. Rose did the same motion with the two liters of soda she had in her hands. Rose rushed to me, and placed a hand on the small of my back while Alice pulled me into a hug. She placed me between her legs and rocked me while I sobbed.

Rose passed Alice a Kleenex box from my desk, which Alice took a few Kleenexes from and handed them to me. I took them from her, hiccupped and wiped my tear soiled face.

"You poor thing," Alice whispered, wiping my ears away from my face. "Just cry. I don't care we if we have to sit here all night. We're staying with you tonight, so go ahead and cry." I nodded. I would probably cry all night.

And I did cry. I cried most of the night. I sobbed through my two favorite love story movies of all time: A Walk to Remember and The Notebook. Both movies dealt with losing their true love, just like what happened to me. I felt deep sympathy for Landon, the boy from A Walk to Remember who lost his love to a disease of cancer, and for both people in The Notebook who lost each other from time and separation. So I bawled with Alice and Rosalie during the movies, and we ate large fillings of junk food while watching and sobbing.

"Poor Landon!" Alice wailed when the last movie ended, wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand.

Rose nodded, agreeing. "If that ever happened to me, I could never, ever be as strong as Landon was. Gosh." She sobbed, her chest wracking with her cries.

"If that we me," I started, a crack in my voice, "I would be exactly how I am now." I laughed without humor.

Alice nodded; her eyes very pink and watery. She pulled me into a half hug while Rose held me from my other side.

"Bella, I honestly have no idea why he doesn't love you. Everyone loves you," Rose said softly. She brushed a piece of my hair away. "You're so brilliant and pretty."

I laughed at that. Now that was just amusing. I was so far from pretty, let alone beautiful. I wasn't even remotely decent. I was average; dull.

"I'm not pretty, Rose." And I wasn't. "I'm so not beautiful, either."

Alice rolled her eyes.

"Bella!" She stood up on her knees. "You are so damn pretty and you don't even know it!"

I shook my head.

"Yeah," I scoffed, "right. How could I eve compare to you? You have beautiful, sapphire gem eyes, that sparkle everyone any type of light bounces of them and makes you elegant!" My voice was intense, but not harsh. I said it like I meant it, which I sure as hell did. "And Rose," I turned, my eyes set on her, "You're ten times more beautiful than I ever could be! Your eyes are a color nobody has, a fierce violet! And your hair travels in a curl to the center of you back! You're amazingly - super model material - beautiful!" I shouted, exasperated. I was happy Charlie was a deep sleeper…he would have a fit with all this yelling and screeching if he wasn't…

Rose looked at me, her mouth hanging open.

"You think I'm perfect, Bella? Have you looked at yourself? You have no absolutely reason to wear make up! I have to use make up to look the way I do! When I'm not wearing junk on my face, I look tired and stressed! Which is what I am! Do you realize how much I hate feeling different and better than everyone? I've had many people – since I was a baby – tell my parents that I'm beautiful and that I needed to model for the freakin' Gerber baby food factory! My mother tried to get me to model for the poster for her store when I was thirteen! But I told her no, and had Mia do it! I get so much attention attracted to me daily and it sucks, Bella! I don't hang out with the stupid 'popular' people for that reason! Because I want to be normal!" She threw her hands up in the air, upset and exasperated.

I pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry. I really didn't mean anything by my words. I'm just…"

"I understand," she cut me off. "I understand."

I pulled away and sighed. I felt like crap for treating my best friends terribly, assuming things I shouldn't have assumed. I knew Rose hated the attention and I knew Alice was just Alice. I loved them because of what they are: beautiful and amazing.

After a while, we laid out on my bed. Rose laid by me, while Alice lied on the cot we pulled out for her to use.

"We should sleep, no?" Rose inquired, lying beside me.

I nodded. "We should." I sighed and shut my eyes.

"Especially because we have a Spanish test tomorrow."

I groaned. I must have missed that important piece of information when I was trying not to sob hysterically.

I lied back and sighed, my breathing become peaceful for the first time in a while. I reached over and grabbed my phone off the bedside table, and checked for texts or missed calls. As I flipped it closed after checking, it vibrated in my hands.

"Oh, my gosh," I gasped as I saw the name flashing on the screen. My breath hitched in my throat. "Edward."

The phone was torn from my hand and Rose pressed it to her ear. She was sitting up now, and looking madder than I had ever witnessed.

"Hello?" she just as much spat as said. She 'mhmmm'd' and 'psh'd' a few times before she spoke again.

"Yeah, don't even pretend like you give a damn about Bella! You're her best friend, besides Alice and I!" She laughed without humor in her usual bell-like laugh, and rolled her eyes. Alice held out her hand, wanting the phone.

"Give me the phone!" Alice whined.

Rose sighed. "Whatever Edward. Save it for Alice. She needs to speak with you."

"You guys," I said, tearing the phone Rose held in her hand that she was passing along to Alice. "Stop it."

"Hello, Edward," I spoke into the phone, my voice holding no emotion whatsoever.

"Bella, I apologize for calling so late. I shouldn't have, but I needed to." He sounded sincere and apologetic. I shifted the phone to my other hand.

"And?" I sighed. I closed my eyes.

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I—I assume Alice and Rosalie have told you of the harsh words I spoke earlier today." He paused for a moment. "I mean yesterday. It's 12:13, you see." He chuckled softly.

He was trying to make me laugh, but I wasn't going to laugh. Nothing about this situation was amusing to me.

Another pause.

"I'm sorry, Bella."

I sighed again.

"Edward, I really have to go."

"Wait," he stopped me. "Please say you forgive me."

I looked over at Rose and Alice. I could always forgive them so easily, yet I had to be a heartless bitch when it came to the love of my life.

I exhaled. Could he not realize I was completely pissed off and annoyed? Apparently not.

"Edward, I'll talk to you tomorrow." I couldn't cry on the phone while talking to him. I couldn't cry anymore for that matter.

"Bella…" he just doesn't take a hint, does he?

"Bye." I flipped my phone shut and dropped it to the floor.

I pushed my hair back, sighing and lying back on my bed. Tears suppressed my chocolate brown eyes, burning them as I closed my lids on top of them.

"I want a boyfriend who I can call when I'm crying and he'll hang up on me in and be by my side in five minutes, telling me everything will be okay." I choked on a large sob, and Alice slipped off the cot, and hugged me, while Rose softened my hair. And I cried. I cried like I had never before; crying into Alice's designer silk blouse, most likely ruining it with my salty tears. But she didn't care. Not this time. She allowed me to ruin her favorite shirt. That's when I realized I'd always be grateful for my two best friends. Always.

The next morning I awoke sweating and cold. Rose and Alice fell asleep with me on my bed, and I was in the middle of them. I looked over at the clock: 6:02. I moved Alice slightly and slipped out of bed. I grabbed my toiletries bag and the sweat pants that still hung over the rocking chair. I grabbed a plain T-shirt, not really giving a care about how I would look today, and walked to the bathroom.

I listened carefully as I passed the stairway, listening to see if Charlie had left yet. He had.

I opened the bathroom door slowly, and slipped inside. I set my supplies down and stared myself down in the mirror, my eyes pink and swollen. My lips were dry and had marks from where I would bite down and my cheeks held a slight pink and I looked terrible. My hair was everywhere, and tangled into a rat's nest.

I ran a brush through my hair a few times, and stripped my clothes from my body. I was still in the clothes I wore yesterday and I felt disgusting.

I stepped in the shower and turned the faucet on. I let the warm water beat down on my face and cleanse my skin. I picked up my strawberry shampoo and squeezed a generous amount into my palm. I lathered my hair down and when I was finished, I did the same with the conditioner.

After twenty minutes, I stepped out and towel dried my hair. I threw on my clothes and didn't bother to smooth out the wrinkles in my shirt. I wasn't attempting to impress anyone today.

When I was finished dressing I ran the brush through my hair again. It frizzed at the bottom, but that didn't bother me at all.

I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper, and then walked back to my room. The door was cracked open, but Rose and Alice weren't in there. I could hear pots and pans rattling from downstairs and I mentally sighed. They were making breakfast. I took the stairs slowly and walked to the kitchen.

"Hey, Bells!" Alice chimed, waving at me, a perfect smile on her face.

"Hey, Ali," I replied, sitting down at the end of the kitchen table.

Rose sat a plate of scrambled eggs with a side of toast on the side in front of me. I picked up my fork taking a small chew. Alice sat down next to me, immediately digging into her breakfast.

"I like your outfit," Rose commented, placing the pan she used to cook in, in the sink.

"Thanks," I mumbled, nibbling on the side of the toast. It was wheat. Yuck.

"So, did you sleep well, Bells?" Alice asked after a moment, scraping the remaining food off of her plate.

I shifted in my seat.

"I guess."

Rose looked at me from behind her lashes. I looked away from her.

The rest of the morning passed quickly. After breakfast Rose and Alice got ready, putting make up on themselves. They knew better not to ask if I wanted make up applied. I wasn't in any position to be dolled up and they knew that.

After they finished, we rode to school in Alice's Porsche. She drove slower than her usual dangerous speed, to my liking. It scared the crap out of me when she drove so fast.

We arrived to school after a while, and waited in her car until fifteen minutes before our first class. I took a few deep breaths, while Rose and Alice gave me a few encouraging comments. They worked like telling a little girl the boogey man wouldn't harm her, even though after her mommy would leave, she'd still clutch her blanket and be scared. That's how I was. I wasn't scared because I had to talk to him, or I because I had to face him. I was scared because I had to face the look in his eyes that said he was truly sorry. And I was scared, that if – when – I forgive him, this would happen again. Either way, I was screwed.

Finally we got out of the car and walked into the building. Emmett greeted us at the door, and kissed Rose. Jazz met us at Alice's locker, and I left her at her locker with Jazz. I walked to my locker and got my things for English.

Before I walked into English, I was pulled back out into the hall by Jasper.

"Bella," he said. He grabbed me by my elbow.

"Yes?" My voice was set with impatience.

"Edward wanted me to pass along his word of apology."

I rolled my eyes.

"Jazz, you can tell Edward I forgive him."

Jasper's expression went soft.

"But Bella, I would not lie to Edward."

"I'm not lying." And I wasn't. And I'm not. I'm being absolutely heartless. "I'm not, Jazz. Just tell him." The school bell pierced the student's ears, and I walked into English.

During lunch, hell literally broke loose. I simply – as politely as I possibly could manage - asked Jasper to please stop being Edward's 'messenger' and Alice freaked out on me about it.

"Bella, you don't need to be so damn rude about it!"

"Says the person who just said damn," I muttered, anger in my tone.

"Bella…" Rose said her voice in a warning.

"Sorry, Alice." I turned to Jasper. "Sorry, Jazz."

He gave me a brief smile.

"I'll tell Edward."

He maneuvered through the crowd of people and went to Edward's table. He sat with Jess, their hands in a loose lock.

"Bella, have a heart," Alice said. I could feel a huff coming along. "You don't need to be such a -"

"Alice!" Rose cut her off, slapping her hand against the table. "Stop it. Seriously."

"Thank you," I said, smiling slightly.

She nodded.

"Bella is in a depression. When you are depressed, she is there to back you up and comfort you. You should be the same to her."

"When I'm depressed, I call Jazzy!" Alice screeched back at her. Her small fists were balled.

"Chill," I muttered.

Rose stood up. "Alice, Bella. Stop it." She looked furious. "Both of you. I don't give a crap about Edward or how you call Jasper when you're upset, Alice." Her words were what I wanted to hear, even if they were cold and harsh.

"Bella, Edward is trying to apologize to you. He is your best friend and you're his. Put your feelings of your lo-"

Edward's eyes led me to the hallway and I mentally thanked the heavens for not allowing Rose to finish her sentence.

"You need to listen to Rosalie. I do care for you very much and you are my best friend." His eyes deepened with emotion. "Please, Bella."

I stared at the tiled hallway floor.

"Edward, I forgive you," I whispered, my eyes still on the floor.

I waited for his reply, but I didn't get one. I looked up and his arms were around me, hugging me to him. I slowly brough my arms to his waist and hugged him, too. My spirits were lifted slightly by his touch.

"Thank you, Bella. I didn't mean a word I said about you." He paused. "But I really did have a nice time with you, though. It was fun."

I smiled in my mind, but my lips stayed in a line. I couldn't speak. I stayed perfectly still until he released me.

When he did, he looked down on me and smiled.

"Thank you so much, Bella. For your forgiveness."

I nodded. "You're welcome, Edward."

He smirked. "I should be getting back to Jessica."

He stated her name with such adoration.

"So, you and Jess?" Confirmation was all I wanted.

"Yeah," he stopped to smile. "Since yesterday morning."

I nodded. "That's," moment of pause to find correct word, "nice."

"Okay, best be going…have a good day, Bella."

He gave me a slight smile, a crooked smirk he seemed to only give me, and left me in the hallway. I actually sort of wanted to go to bio now.

After lunch, I went to biology. Edward was already sitting in his seat, his head in a book. He looked up and smiled when he saw me at the doorway. I walked in, walking to sit by Edward.

"Hey," I said a small smile on my lips.

He closed his book. I caught a glimpse of the cover: Hamlet.

"Hello, Bella."

I smiled at him and opened my book to the page Mr. Banner was writing on the white board. Edward did the same.

We read the pages silently to ourselves until Mr. Banner decided to give a verbal lesson, which I tried to hard to pay attention to. But I was continually glancing over at Edward, admiring his angel-like features. I felt wrong for ogling him, but every other girl was doing it, too. I guess you can't be above the influence all the time. Charlie would be disappointed.

After bio, I was stopped. And when I mean stopped, I was stopped by Jessica. Edward was off fetching, her a beverage, pretending to be her servant. She stopped me, though, to practically chew my head off.

"Bella, we all know you have a thing for Edward." Who was 'all', her other three personalities? "We've all known it since eighth grade, when you truly never did stop liking him." Her words came out fast and rude. But they were true. How true she was. "And I just want you to know and realize that he's mine. Mine, Bella. Get it? Got it? Good. So back off and stop trying to pull the oh-so innocent act that he's just your best friend." She stepped closer to me. "He's mine."

I drew back slightly.

"Jess, you're must be on some type of medication. Edward's just my best friend. Nothing more. I swear."

She smiled evilly. She smiled almost as evilly as Rose did.

"Of course nothing more…because he's with me."

She stepped away from me, her smile still devilish.

"Glad we had this little chat. It was awesome."

"Hey ladies," Edward said, drink in hand for Jess. He went to hand it to her, but instead of receiving it, she rung her arm around his waist. "Did you girls talk about anything good?" He looked at me.

"Nope," I replied. And we didn't. It was all terribly sickening.

Jess rolled her eyes.

"Nope, we didn't," Jess answered, smiling up at the man I wish was mine. "We were just talking about the amazing fact of how I have a great boyfriend, right Bella?" She looked at me, and Edward did the same.

"Yup." Dryness in throat was occurring, so I stared down the hall, past Edward's head, rather than looking into his eyes.

"Kay, we have to get to class, don't we, Edward?" Jess inquired. He nodded and smiled down on her.

"We sure do, Jessi. Shall we?" She nodded. "I'll see you in Spanish, Bella." He flashed a wave and led Jess down the hall. She turned her head around, looking back at me. She glared and I sighed. Whatever.

I wasn't even going to try to be competitive with her. She can have Edward, even if it pains me.

Spanish went well. The test was easy and simple and I got it finished in twenty minutes. Rose finished a few minutes after me. We spent the rest of the hour passing notes about Jess and her hissy fit. Emmett turned around when he was finished, and made kissy faces and Rose, which made her flush and laugh. I smiled at my best friend and her boyfriend. She deserved him.

Edward didn't turn around, though. Not once. His head was dipped in his book the entire class period after he finished his test.

I wanted desperately to reach over and tap him on the shoulder, but I didn't. I let him sit and read. I knew he wasn't avoiding me. When he was upset or avoiding me, I could feel the waves of being ignored rolling off of him. And they weren't there. He was just simply…reading.

But he did say goodbye to me after class, and he pushed me slightly and playfully. I laughed and pushed him back. Then Emmett got involved and we had to stop before someone got hurt.

The rest of my day came to a close quickly. Alice apologized for being upset with me earlier and we hugged. She and Rose offered to stay the night again with me, but I rejected and thanked them anyway. I told them I would text them, updating them on my mood. They seemed happy with that, and dropped me off at home. I walked through the door, and Charlie was home early, sitting on the couch, piece of pizza in hand.

"Hey, Bells." He smiled up at me, motioning to the pizza box on the coffee table. "Take a slice."

I stared at it and shook my head. I wasn't hungry.

"Nope, thanks anyway, dad."

He smiled and nodded, and moved his attention back to the TV.

I moved upstairs, did my homework, texted Alice and Rose and listened to music. By eleven-thirty I decided to finally go to bed.

I crawled into bed and laid back, my breathing slow and peaceful.

I lied like that for almost a half hour, not thinking of anything at all; just enjoying the calm silence.

But that's when the phone rang. I groaned softly, jumping up, not wanting to wake Charlie up. I pressed the 'on' button and then pressed the phone to my ear. Tiredly, I said, "Hello?" I rubbed my eyes.

"Bella." Edward. His voice was thick with a sorrow I hadn't ever heard in his velvet voice. "Can I see you?"

And my heart was restored, beating crazily and erratically with fear that coursed through me.

And the clock ticked 12:00.

A/N: Hahahaha! What do you guys think happened with Edward? Nothing TOO bad! I promise! :O

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