Hello people! Sorry about the wait. I've been busy and the fair came to my town. Fun. Anyway, Here's another delicious chapter to my story. If we get over 30 reviews, I've throw in a giant twist. Promise. Love you! And...to the story.

I Hate Him

Chapter 7- What I can't have.

BPOV

I woke up, my head pounding despite the pain killers. My vision was blurry but I could make out bright colors. When it cleared, I could make out many vases of flowers. About 10 of them to be exact. All different types. Baby's Breath, Lilies, Dahlias, Roses, and my favorite: Forget-Me-Nots. They smelled amazing. The Confusion flooded my mind. Where did these flowers come from? I reached out and grabbed a card inside one. It read:

Bella,

I'm so sorry about what had happened to you. Please, forgive me.

~E.M.C.

I knew it was Edward's handwriting even before making out the initials. Edward Mason Cullen. The first though I had was Aw! The second was What am I going to do with these flowers! And the third was He seriously wants me to forgive him! What the hell! I began fuming. I balled up my fist and hit the bed. Pain flooded my arm and mind. A yelp of pain escaped my mouth. Charlie woke up from his slumber on the tiny chair beside me. He rushed to my side.

"Bella? Are you okay?" His voice was groggy with sleep. I nodded. He stood up straight and looked around, seeing the flowers. "Bella, you never told me you had a boyfriend." I blanched at the comment. Edward! My boyfriend! Was my dad nuts!

"Dad. I don't have a boyfriend." I said quickly, my voice better then yesterday.

"Really? Because no boy would do this without some kind of affection." He chuckled. I rolled my eyes.

"I see you're up Isabella" said Doctor Cullen, walking in. "You're looking good. You can leave in an hour. But first, um, Bella, you have a visitor." He gestured to the door. In walked in the bane of my existence. He had dark circles under his eyes, like he hadn't gotten any sleep. His shirt and pants were wrinkled and his hair looked more disheveled. Like stress rather then the usual sex look.

Doctor Cullen and my dad left, probably from seeing my expression. I was not happy.

"You have a lot of nerve showing your face, Cullen." I sneered. My tone surprised me. It had more venom then I expected.

"Bella. I'm sorry for what those sluts did. They're in jail until further notice." His voice was weak, brittle. I cringed at the sound. "I came to apologize for myself as well. What I did was inexcusable. I'm an ass Bella." His last sentence surprised me. Never, in all my life, would I expect to here Edward Cullen apologize and insult himself. I feel sorry for his ego, but fury quickly replaced the surprise. I quickly stood out of the bed and glared at him

"Edward Cullen. You are an ass. You've been dating Tanya while asking me out, kissing me. She humiliated me in front of everyone. Her gang of bitched beat me the fuck up. Because of you" he cringed and backed up. I walked toward him. I saw red. This was his fault. " Cullen, This is your fault! I'm in the hospital because of your mistake. Your girlfriend nearly beat me to death. She kept saying I was a threat to you two. You're a whore Edward Cullen. All you do is fuck girl and care about you, your ego, and your dick that's covered in STDs, and because of that, I'm standing right here. Screaming at you. It's all your fault!" I finally stopped ranting and the red disappeared. My breathing was fast, sharp. I looked at his face. The brittle Edward I saw was gone, replaced by someone I didn't recognize.

"This is my fault? Swan! Wake up! This is not my fault. It's yours! You always kept flaunting yourself for the world to see! You always wore tight as hell pants and skimpy tops. And you call me the whore? Everywhere I go, teenage boys stare at you, wanting you. I even here Micheal Newton talking about what a good lay you are. You're not innocent Bella Swan. The reason why Tanya saw you as a threat was because of how I stare at you." he growled out, his voice low. My fury built again.

"Micheal Newton is scum! I can't believe you believed him! I went out with him once! In fact, I'm a virgin, unlike you!" I slapped him, hard. He suddenly came up in front of me and kissed me. This kiss was hard, deep. The funny part was, I kissed him back. I kissed him till I had no breath then I continued kissing him. This wasn't about love or kindness. This was anger, fury, raw passion. It was mind-blowing. I clung to him as if he were the last thing I could hold while being alive. I felt him grab him hips and pull me to him tightly. My arm and ribs ached and throbbed, but they were nothing in comparison with my heart. I realized that this was what I wanted. He, was what I wanted. This is why I hate him. I know I could never have him. He walked me backwards until my knees hit the bed then he pushed me onto it. He fell on me and held me tighter then before. His hands made their way up my gown. I had nothing underneath. I gasped as his hands came so close to my breasts, then, I felt him withdraw. I whimpered at the loss. He pulled back from our kiss and looked at me, an evil glint in his eyes. I could see the stranger from earlier on his features. Not Edward. He stood up and straightened his clothes. His smirk twisted his lips.

"I told you that you wanted me Bella. Now I know. Now you know. And the best part is, you can't have what you want." and with those words, he walked out. I sat up. A small tear fell from my eye as I literally felt my heart breaking. He just told me what I knew. He voiced it aloud. I liked it better in my head. In my head, it sounded comforting, less evil. I pulled my gown down and laid back against the pillow. Edward Cullen just broke my heart, and the worst part was, I let him.

XoXoXOOOXoXoX

The drive home was a bitch. My ribs and arm hurt like hell and we had to keep the flowers. I wanted to throw them away but my dad wanted to keep them, saying that the house stank with Jake there. Funny part was, Jake got a bath every four days. He was a clean pooch.

When we arrived, I was tackled my dog. God I missed him. He showered me with kisses and barks. I pushes him off me and went upstairs. It got dusty, fast.

I cleaned my room slowly then did the homework that I missed. Luckily Alice brought it over.

When I was done I went downstairs and ordered pizza. I could here snoring so my dad must've been asleep. It arrived late so I got it for free. I didn't eat it though. My appetite was ruined. Edward's words still in my head. I told you that you wanted me Bella. Now I know. Now you know. And the best part is, you can't have what you want. They bounced my head around like a kid with ADHD on crack. With every ring of them I could feel the little pieces of my heart shredding worse and worse. I sat on the couch and watched the black T.V. blankly, almost expecting it to turn on. My eyes soon shut after the tears that wouldn't fall welled up in my eyes. I didn't fall asleep that night, but I did have visions of Edward, laughing in my face as he held Tanya close.

OxOxOXXXOxOxO

I sat up as I heard the alarm go off in my bedroom. The house were quiet. Charlie left an hour ago to go grocery shopping. He does it early so he can watch old baseball games when he gets back from Billy's. A friend of his.

I didn't want to go to school, but I knew I had too. I did everything mechanically. Got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair, and walked because I couldn't pay for my truck. to be repaired. I skipped breakfast because I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it down. Nausea was in my stomach, settled there like a devil waiting to spring when I ate.

I didn't see Edward that day, or Tanya and her gang. Luckily, they're in jail. I ignored all my friends and sat alone. I didn't eat because I was scared of the little devil. I could hear him mocking me. He toyed with my mind as well as my stomach, like he controlled my body. He kept yelling Edward Cullen doesn't want you! He only wants beautiful girls. You're too fat! You're an outcast! I wanted to pull my hair out. His ranting was only making my life worse and worse. Ignoring him wasn't easy, but was harder, was seeing all the stares and giggles as people saw my casts, the ones on the outside, but I knew they could also see the one around my heart. I was an open book, letting everyone read me, whether I wanted them to or not.

Oh! Bella get s deep and realizes what she really hates about Edward. Not his whoreish actions, but the fact that she can't have him. Edward is an asshole! I might just bring the wonderful Jacob in and have a small iron for her dog Jake. Tell me what you think! Love you!

~CatyAnn