A/N: Hey Lovelies!
Another long one! lol.
So, with today's WitFit, with a prompt this juicy, I had to write something angsty!
Hope you enjoy some heartfail and my Arseward!
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Penname: Fates-Love-Queen
Original or Derivative (fanfiction): Derivative
Rating: M
Warning(s): Language
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Prompt: Idea Completion: Your ex calls you.
'Say you love me, say you love me then put it in a love song…'
I groaned as I fumbled around my bedside table in the dark, trying to find my phone.
'Say you want me, say you want me, then text me on my cell phone…'
God, I was going to kill Alice for changing my ring tone; again…
"Hello?" I answered groggily.
Hearing nothing, I repeated myself and was again met with complete silence.
I was one second away from abusing the person who obviously thought it was funny to prank call people in the middle of the night, when my breath caught in my throat.
"…Bella…?"
My heart constricted uncomfortably, as I started to hyperventilate.
Why the fuck was he calling?
I didn't have the strength to deal with him tonight, but just as I was about to hang up, I heard his voice float through the speakers…
"Bella, please. Please don't hang up…"
I sighed almost inaudibly, as I hugged the phone to my chest.
What are you doing? Hang up! Just push that little red button and you can go back to sleep and pretend it never happened…
I knew that was the right thing to do; I needed to hang up, now.
But a small, a very small, part of me was rejoicing.
This was the first time I had heard his voice in months, and though my chest was aching and I was having difficulty breathing, I knew that I would never hang up on him.
What can I say; at least I'm not a masochist in denial…
"Bella, are you there?"
"Yes, I'm here. Why are you calling me, Edward?"
I heard him sigh and though I would never admit it to anyone but myself, it still hurt me somewhere deep inside to hear him pained or upset.
I reached over to turn my lamp on and glanced at the time.
"Jesus Edward, it's nearly three in the morning."
"I know, it's just… Well, I didn't know who else to call."
"How are you?" he asked, after a pause.
"Please, enough with the dilly dally, Edward. It's late and I've had a really bad fucking day, I just want to sleep. What do you want?"
"I guess I deserve that…" he sighed.
"Deserve what?"
"I deserve you're reluctance to talk to me."
I pinched my eyes shut and tried to rein in my anger.
"You deserve a hell of a lot more than reluctance, Edward! Now, what did you call for?" I spat.
The line was silent for about a minute, and I was starting to fall back asleep when he finally spoke.
"My car broke down a few miles out of town and I was wondering if I could get a lift."
I couldn't even calm myself if I wanted to after that, all I could see was red.
"I'm sorry, let me get this straight. You call me, your ex fiancé at three in the morning, without so much as a text in the last three months, expecting me to drag myself out of bed to pick your sorry arse up?" I huffed, before something dawned on me.
"Wait, you're back in town?"
"Well, almost… As I said, I was on my way when my car broke down. Believe me, Bella; if there were anyone else to call, I would. You know I can't call my parents…"
"So you decide to call me… Good old, dependable Bella. I should have known that's all you would call me for, Edward…"
"I didn't mean it like that, Bella! It's just that… I was coming too…"
"Oh, I know Edward. Trust me, I know. You figured the doormat hadn't been used in a while, and you needed to wipe your feet on something? Well, fuck you Edward; I'm done being your doormat! I don't want to see or hear from you. Call a cab!" I yelled, as I hung up the phone and threw it across the room.
My breaths were coming in huffs and I knew if I didn't calm down I was going to have a panic attack. I closed my eyes and imagined being in my safe place; the meadow.
I could practically smell the scent of the flowers in bloom and could feel the soft leaves brushing against my skin as I ran my hands through the knee high grass.
It was sunny and warm, which was rare in Forks, so I decided to lay back and allow the sounds of the birds chirping and the stream nearby to wash over me.
It was so peaceful, here in my happy spot.
Just as I was about to fall asleep, the sun must have gone behind the clouds…
But as I opened my eyes, I was met not by clouds, but by Edward's handsome face.
He was so fucking beautiful in that light that it physically hurt.
His hair shone an odd bronze colour; the gold and red hues blending in the sunlight.
His green eyes sparkled against his fair skin, and he gave me a heartbreaking smile that showed the two dimples I loved so much…
He reached for me and putting my hand in his, I felt that electricity hum between us…
I didn't realise I was crying until a loud sob ripped from my throat, and I opened my eyes to find myself back in my dark room.
I hugged my knees to my chest and cried in earnest.
How could he do this to me? Why now?
Considering I was already crying, I allowed myself to remember that fateful day just over three months ago…
"I'm home!" I called, as I walked through the front door and closed it behind me.
The house was unusually quiet, considering that it was Edward's day off…
"Edward, are you here?" I asked, as I hung my coat and threw my keys on the hall table.
"In here…"
I walked into the living room to find Edward sitting on the couch; with his head in his hands and a suitcase on the floor next to him.
"Is everything okay…?" I asked, as I started to walk towards him.
"Stop, please stop," he said, and as he looked up, I could tell he had been crying. His eyes were red and bloodshot, and his voice was a little nasally.
"Edward, baby, what's wrong?"
My hands were itching to comfort him, but he held up his hand, signalling me to stop.
"Bella… I think I need some space…" he whispered.
"What?" I said, hoping that my ears hadn't caught what he had said.
"It's just that… Everything is going so fast, Bella! I feel like I'm on the world's fastest rollercoaster ride that I didn't pay for. I mean, I've only just turned twenty-one and I have got college, this demanding job that I'm still unsure if it's what I want to do with my life, I have a mortgage, a fiancé, and now a baby on the way? I couldn't even legally drink until a few weeks ago, and yet I have all of this responsibility…"
"We have this responsibility, Edward, we are in this together. I know it's scary, I'm scared too, but we'll be fine if we stick together…"
"No Bella, you're not listening, I didn't want this… I wanted to be a normal young adult, you know? Go to frat parties, have drunken nights with friends, have fun… I feel like my life has fast forwarded ten years in a month," he cried, as he yanked at his hair.
"What are you saying, Edward? Are you saying that you don't want this anymore? You don't want us?" I asked, emphasising the 'us' by placing my hands over my stomach.
"I don't know Bella; I don't know what I want right now. We should have been more careful…"
"Well, it's not like I climbed on top and got myself pregnant, Edward…"
"I know that!" he hissed as he paced the living room, my eyes watching every move he made like a hawk.
"I need some space, Bella. I feel like I'm suffocating here! I'm going away for a little while; try and get my head straight."
I felt all of the air disappear from my lungs at the same moment my legs gave way, as I fell to the floor.
"Bella!" I heard his voice, but it sounded so far away, like he was at the other end of a very long tunnel.
"Bella, breathe… Just breathe."
I took a few deep breaths and surely enough, the black spots that were clouding my vision began to clear.
I looked up at him, my eyes filled with tears as he crouched beside me.
"What are you saying? You don't love me anymore?"
"Oh, Bella, no… I love you! I just need some time to clear my head," he replied, as he stroked my cheek with the pad of his thumb.
"How long will you be gone?"
"I'm not sure, angel. Could be as short as a week, could be longer."
"Will you come back?" I whispered.
He averted his gaze to the floor, as he gathered me in his arms and placed me on the couch.
"If you need anything angel, anything at all, make sure you call my parents. I'll call them from the road and tell them what's going on," he said, as he placed a kiss on my forehead, and then one on my stomach.
It didn't escape my attention that he had not answered the question and I openly sobbed as he walked over to his suitcase and picked it up.
"Take care of yourself, of both of you. I love you, Bella, always. You are my world, never forget that. I just, I can't do this right now."
He placed a soft, tender kiss on my lips before he walked to the front door.
"Edward, please… Please don't do this!" I cried as his hand reached for the door handle.
He paused for a moment before turning back to give me a sad smile and walked out the door, effectively closing the door to the house and my heart behind him…
I was brought out of the memory by the beeping of my phone.
Sighing, I stood and plodded over to pick up my phone from the floor.
As I walked back to the bed, I checked the message and saw it was from Edward, and opening, I felt fresh tears roll down my cheeks.
'I love you, my angel. I'm sorrier than you will ever know…'
I stood in the middle of my room, unsure of what to do.
Undeniably, I still loved Edward, and even thought he broke my heart, I could never fully hate him.
I had a decision to make…
I could either be petty, and leave him stranded until morning, or, I could be the bigger person here and help an ex in need.
Sighing, I threw on my slippers and a coat as I trudged down the stairs. Grabbing my keys, I left the house and jumped in the car.
Starting the car, I internally scowled at myself for being a pushover.
As there was only one main road in and out of Forks, I turned out of the driveway and started the drive to Edward.
I knew this was a very bad idea, but at the very least, maybe I could finally get some answers and the closure from him that I was desperately seeking…
A/N: Sooo, what did we think og Arseward? He's an arse, right? lol.
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