Muse: Paige, guess what?

Paige: *sweating* What?

Muse: It's 103 degrees in Washington and tomorrow it will be 105! Don't you just love it? *spins around with arms up*

Paige: Shut it. You don't think I'm aware. Idiot.

Muse: Humph. Hey, Jake guess what?

Jacob: What?

Paige: *Slams hand over Muse's mouth* You keep talking and you'll no longer be my muse. Anyways, before I die of heat over here in Washington I figured I should write a little this and a little that. This chapter is... interesting? And I adore the newest flashback, the first one in Ed's POV. Dear god, I really, really like it. Not because of the small make-out scene because of the awesome line at the end. I don't know. But my muse inspired it, and she also wishes to stay anonymous... yeah. Enjoy and Review! Thanks to RavenclawRebel, :D :D :D :D, CHLOE.x, genesis-forbidden-fruit, and ninjanoni for the reviews on the last chapter (and more). It's awesome!


"Are you just looking for another night of fun. To break some hearts again," I whispered, angry. I could feel the fire rushing through my veins and the tightening of my fist as it clenched and unclenched my purse. Edward's eyes grew big at my small outburst but settled back down.

Edward leaned forward, caught my eye and whispered, "It wasn't like that!"

What did he expect me to do? Forgive him and suddenly go climbing back into his arms. "Then what was it? What in the world gave you the right to step all over my breaking heart?" I choked back a sob as my voice cracked. "You knew how I felt about ...cheating, you convinced me to do it, and then you tossed me out the window." Edward looked down, ashamed and I continued in a whisper, "We did a lot of things together, we spent hours talking and I thought I knew you. I didn't take you to ever be a heartless bastard."

Edward's arm nudged mine, and I giggled as I fell back into place at his side. I turned to him, stuffing my hands into my pockets and snuggling into my scarf. "You want to know something?" Edward asked, hooking his arm with mine.

I nodded and giggled and allowed him the chance to confess his undying love for me... I wish. "Shoot."

He chuckled and we continued to walk through the snowy park, admiring the leafless trees and simple white beauty. "I can't stop thinking about you." My breath clung to my lungs, hanging on for dear life, but we continued to walk through the park. "I haven't been able to get my mind off you since I met you the first day at the office, when Tanya introduced us." He paused. "Do you remember that?"

"How could I not?"

He sighed and kept his eyes on the table. Something within me wanted to run into his arms and kiss him, and tell him everything was going to be okay- that we were going to be fine and I would happily runaway with him. That side quickly hid itself as I felt the anger pass through all of my veins again. "I deserved that; nothing gave me that right, Love. But if I have had the chance, I would have not done what I did to you or anyone."

"So what you're saying is that you lied about ...lying?" In response he shook his head but said nothing. I turned my head the direction Jake and Tanya went, and had yet to return from and leaned forward. "Why?"

Edward snored and rolled his eyes, leaning away from me. "You don't deserve a pig like me, now do you? My control over you was too strong. I just want you to be happy, without me."

I caught sight of Jacob and smiled, turned back to Edward and said calmly, "You're right. I don't deserve a pig like you."

The rest of the dinner went smoothly, Jacob and I remained the perfect couple of the night as Edward stared at his food and no where else and Tanya made weak conversation, Jacob or I coming to the rescue each time. I felt warm lips press again my cheek and I smiled and leaned into Jacob's side. I didn't need Edward, the liar, that man across from me. The only people I needed were Jacob, Billy, Renee, and Charlie.

What more could I ask for?

Edward, my brain chanted. You need Edward.

"No, I don't," I mumbled. Tanya and Jacob turned to look at me with raised eyebrows. I returned the look and shrugged, pulling Jacob closer.

Jacob chuckled and kissed my hair. It wasn't the same as Edward kissing my hair. "Silly, Bella." He then continued on the conversation with Tanya, who seemed to forget. His hand reached under the table and squeezed my thigh, as if asking I was okay. You're not okay. I gripped his hand, and gave it a squeeze saying I was okay. You're lying again.

Soon the dinner was over and Tanya was kissing my cheeks and shaking Jacob's hand. Edward ignored the two of us, his eyes clouded over, and he desperately hung to Tanya's side, keeping her small waist in his grip. A feeling -jealousy- mixed in me and all I wanted to do was turn around and not look at the two of them. Yet I kept my eyes set forward and my head up high. I could look at the two without throwing up just this once, couldn't I?

Me and Jacob climbed back into the cab and drove home. "I'm glad you're feeling better," Jacob said, kissing the corner of my lips. "I was worried at first."

I laughed and nudged his side. Jacob spoke up again, "Hey, how is it that you got that Edward to, you know, stop staring?"

Shrugging, I said, "Just asked him a few questions."

Jake whistled and put his arm around my shoulder. "Must have been some questions; he wouldn't look at either of us for the rest of the dinner."

"It's not like we were missing much. He's a meathead." Liar.

Yes, yes I am.


"Runaway with me," I whispered into the dead of night. Her eyes sparkled against the street lamps, and her frail, pale arms wrapped around my waist. She kissed my neck, trailing her nose up and down my neck. The smell of whiskey, scotch and strawberry's invaded my senses as I claimed her's lips against my own.

She giggled under my lips and pulled away. "Why Mr. Cullen isn't that daring? Two lovers, running away. But is it romantic or foolish?"

Running a hand through her hair, I pressed my lips to her temple and bent down to whisper in her ear, "Romantically foolish." She snorted and rolled her eyes, grabbed my shirt collar and stood on the tips of her toes, pressing her lips against mine. Her tongue pressed against my lips, as my back slammed against a brick wall. I ignored the stinging sensation on my back I allowed her entrance to my mouth. I bit back a pathetic moan as she stepped closer to me, pressed her tongue against my own and growled when she evilly pulled her lips from mine and answered my question with a, "No."

"Wha-What?" I asked, cocking my head to the side.

Bella shook her head, and looked down. "I have a life here, I can't leave it."

I took a step closer and let my nose drift up and down her neck, taking in the smell of strawberries. "You'd have me. Forever"

"Sometimes." Bella took a big breath, and looked up with her glossy eyes, wide. "One person isn't enough."

Tanya's weight shifted on the bed and her head dug into the crook of my neck. I sighed, pushing her off of me and sat up, rubbing my eyes. Bella Swan. Was she not aware of the effects she had on me? Last night was a disaster, and I could obviously not convince her to stay with me- runaway with me again. She left me alone.

"Babe," Tanya whispered, her voice rough. My body froze as her slim, tan arms wrapped around my torso and I could feel her breasts against my back. "What are you doing up? Do you feel okay?" Tanya hugged me against her, pushing all of her body against mine and I felt sick. Where was Bella, my love?

Sighing, I said, "I'm fine. I think I'm just going to get some water-" she kissed the back of my neck "- and maybe try and eat and maybe watch some television."

The woman in my bed, my fiancée, stayed quiet and laid back. Seconds later, the sound of her soft snores filled the room and I forced myself to throw on some boxers. I made my way to the kitchen and pulled a glass from the cabinet and filled it with cold water. I chugged that down in seconds, and strode over to the television trying to find something to entertain me. The last thing I wanted to do was return to bed with the Thing.

I probably shouldn't call her that, since I do love her.

Bella Swan. I deserved every piece of her I didn't get, I deserved the pain I gave her and got in return. I deserved every damn horrible thing that happened to me, whether it was getting caught or death.


Sorry it's so short, but I don't think I could write any more for this chapter. REVIEW!