HELLO! ok, there is LOTS OF SWEARING in this chapter. OK, not LOTS, but more than usual. so, that was your warning. Read on.
I stood there, unable to comprehend. "A month…and a half…?" I whispered, and my knees buckled.
Edward ran to catch me, but I beat him to it. "DON'T TOUCH ME!!" I screamed, and curled up into a ball. He stood over me, and ran his hand through his sopping wet hair again.
"Bella. Please. I never thought you would know!" he said, then slapped himself in the face, palm out, and dragged it down.
"Because that makes it SO MUCH BETTER, EDWARD!!" I screamed up at him, and buried my face into my knees.
"Bella!" He cried, and lifted my head from my knees. "Please, LISTEN! That didn't come out right!" he turned my face so I was facing him. I securely screwed my eyes closed. "Look at me, please." He sighed. "I don't know what to say, except for…I'm sorry, Bella. My explanations are horrid, my reasons are horrid, and I feel simply h-" his sad excuse for an apology was cut short by his cell phone ringing.
The walls start breathing, my mind's unweaving, maybe it's best you leave me alone.A weight is lifted, on this eveningI give the final blow.
When darkness turns to light, it ends tonight, it ends tonight.
He reluctantly flipped open his cell phone, and said, "WHAT?"My eyes popped open.
"Hey, baby. It's Ali. Why are you so upset honey?" A voice said, the voice reminded me so much of Lauren it was scary. Edward had left the phone on speaker from a previous call, and I heard everything.
"Go away, Ali." He growled, and started to hang up, when I said, surprising myself, "It's alright, Edward, go have fun with your whore. I bet she's a million times more fun than me." with that, I stood, turned and walked out the door. Amazingly, I didn't trip.
"Wait, Bella…!" he called, but I was already opening the door to his precious Volvo. The keys were where he always left them, squeezed between the seat and the headrest. I shoved them into the ignition, while flopping into the seat. The car roared beneath me, like a wild animal. I wasn't used to this amount of horsepower. I wasn't used to ANY amount of horsepower.
The car screamed around me as I reversed, and wildly swung out of the drive. I was aware of a stinging sensation on my upper arm and suddenly realized the reason I couldn't drive well was because of my broken arm, which was incased in plaster.
"God dammit…" I hissed. A white glittering silhouette ran beside the car, and I stuck up my middle finger, and hit the gas.
Finally, he gave up, and I slowed down to 95, 85, 75, 65, WHEEE OOOOOH! WHEEEE OOOOH!
Damn, police.
Damn, Charlie was the police.
"PULL THE CAR OVER, CULLEN." I did as he said, and rested my head on the steering wheel. He had recognized the car. He thought I was Edward…Damn, damn, damn….
Charlie knocked on the window, and I rolled it down. "Hey, dad…" I said, turning bright red. He looked surprised, and disappointed. Like he thought I was Edward and wanted to arrest him. Right now, I probably would have let him.
"…Bella? Honey?" he said. "Yeah, Ch-dad. Um, I'm sorry. I was just…"
"What did Edward do?" Charlie said, quickly catching on.
"He cheated on me, dad." I said in a small voice, finally letting the pain overtake me.
"Oh, baby girl." He said, and opened the car door. "Come on. I'll drive you home, and then…I'm guessing you took his car, right?"
I smiled a small smile. "Yeah. Could you take it back for me, dad? I can't face him again."
"Sure, honey." He said, and I was pulled into a fatherly hug.
"You know, I never did like him." Charlie said, and I smiled a tiny bit.
A few hours later, I was back in my old room. I was just about to go to bed, when I realized Edward might try to come in through the window. I stood up, letting the old quilt fall to the ground in heaps, and walked down stairs.
"Charlie?" I called.
"Yeah, Bella?" he called back from the kitchen. He sounded distracted, like he was doing something else.
"Do you have a lock anywhere?" I said, walking in on him hanging up the phone.
"Um…" he said, then opened the junk drawer, and rummaged around inside. "Hm. I thought there was one in here…oh well. Sorry Bells. What did you need it for anyway?"
"Oh, nothing. Who were you talking to on the phone?" I said, not so subtly changing the subject.
"Alice. She picked up Edward's cell phone. She started saying things like 'Bella! Edward is going crazy' and then realized it was me, and stopped."
"Why did you call Edward?" I said, swallowing my fear.
"I was making sure he got his car back." Charlie chuckled, and patted me on the shoulder. I smiled ashamed up at him, and he grinned back.
" 'Night, Bells." He said, and I followed him up the stairs. I slipped into my room, and leaned against the door.
There was no Edward in my room, thank god. I rushed over to my desk, got out a piece of printer paper, and a black marker.
I drew a big black X across it, and under it, I wrote, Goodbye Edward. My hands shook as I taped it to the glass, facing the night. It blocked out all the remaining light from the moon and stars, and I let one last tear fall for him. The last one ever. I told myself. The last tear I'll ever spill over Edward Cullen.
But as I laid down to bed, I made a different promise.
The last tear I'll ever spill over anything. For the rest of eternity.
I was almost asleep when I heard the glass shatter.
HAHAHA! Don't you all hate me?? Guess which option won. LOL. E-mailed this to my beta, but she must be all caught up in her fancy Chinise soap operas again...either that or she acctually has a life, unlike me who never left the house today and only changed out of my pjs to take a shower. If you all flame me, it will be used to ignite Jacob on fire. Did I ever tell you all I hate him?lol...
Ha ha, look at this IM between me and Brenda about my story. Brenda is now a proud Twilight junkie, thanks to me. XD love ya, girlie!
Brenda: I LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR STORY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Auto responce from Sarah: Famous last words: WHAT IS THIS? WHAT DOES THIS DO? WATCH THIS! WHAT HAPPENS IF I PUSH THIS?
Sarah: Thank you, Brenda!!
Auto response fom Brenda: Hello. You have reached Brenda. If you wish to speak to me, IM me sevral hundred times until you get an answer.
Brenda: I hate this ALI girl, though...
Sarah: Me too...
Sorry if that was retarted. I felt like it was funny. So, if its not... w/e, really...