Still don't own Twilight.

This outtake goes with chapters 32, 33, 34, 35 & 36 of The Groupie. These are kind of short and more like a series of drabbles that just give a little insight into Edward's mind during certain scenes in the corresponding chapters. Enjoy!

"I'm walking on broken glass from the wreckage of my past. I'm locked up in a cage 'cause I'm a prisoner of my ways. I'm reckless, so reckless. God save me from this madness." Reckless, Papa Roach

I really was a fucking idiot.

"Are you okay?"

The timid sound of Alice's voice made me look up from the floor. I shook my head to answer her question.

Jasper sighed before putting his hand on my shoulder. "She just didn't want to sit at the hospital all night, Edward. She didn't leave, leave."

No, Bella hadn't left Seattle, but she had every right to. I'd yelled at her, lied to her… I didn't deserve anything less than her leaving me. I knew how Bella felt about Jane, I knew how sensitive of a subject that was with her. Maybe that's why I felt like it was better to just not tell her what I was doing.

Aside from the obvious, that I didn't want Bella involved in anything to do with Aro, I also didn't want her to have to deal with Jane. For whatever reason, my ex-girlfriend was a constant source of resentment and worry for Bella. There wouldn't ever be anything between Jane and me, ever again. But like everything else in my past, it just wouldn't go away.

My eyes fell back to the floor. "I couldn't just… leave her there."

It was true that Jane had really fucked me up, that she had left me a broken mess on a shitty motel floor, but that didn't mean that I could just ignore the fact that she was in serious trouble. I'd been there and if I hadn't had Bella and the rest of my family, I would be a rotting corpse by now. Bella had saved me and now I was trying to save Jane because no one else would.

Alice reached forward to hold my hand. "I know that, and deep down, Bella does too. She's just… hurt."

"Go talk to her," Jasper squeezed my shoulder. "The longer you put this off, the worse it's going to be."

I took my friend's advice and pulled the keys to my father's car out of my pocket but looked up at Alice before I walked towards the hospital's exit. She gave me an encouraging smile that made me feel horrible from guilt.

"You were right," I said sadly. "At the bank you told me I was making a mistake, that this would kill Bella, and I ignored you. I'm sorry… I should have…"

She shook her head. "Just fix this, Edward.

I nodded and turned towards the doors leading towards the parking lot.

xXxXxXx

I'd done a lot of fucked up shit in my life but none of them ever compared to this. The level of guilt that I felt, sitting on the couch while listening to Bella crying in the bedroom, was maddening. My apologies and attempts to make her feel better made things worse, so all I could do was wait and hope that exhaustion would finally give her the comfort of sleep. All the while my mind kept replaying the day through my head, reminding me of all of the mistakes I'd made. Lying to Bella and telling her I was spending the day with my brother and father- mistake. Yelling at Alice when she warned me that this was going to be a disaster- mistake. Ignoring Bella's phone calls- mistake. The entire ordeal was a huge fucking mistake.

And now I had to sit here and listen to the woman that owned my heart and soul cry because I had broken hers. She'd trusted me with everything and I'd let her down. She'd loved me and I hurt her.

Eventually Bella's crying stopped and I watched thru the open curtain as the night sky turned into a hazy pink. My father called to update me on Jane's condition but I couldn't really focus on anything he told me. Once we hung up, I quietly wandered into the bedroom. I was foolish enough to believe that Bella might have been asleep, but she wasn't. Her eyes found mine for a second before she looked back at the ceiling.

"Did you sleep at all?" I asked quietly.

Bella shook her head once and then again when I asked if she wanted breakfast. She asked how Jane was, which surprised me, and I gave her a few of the details that my father had given me. I'd never thought that she would expect me to stay in Seattle while Jane recuperated and absolutely hated the way that she cried when I told her that. But finally, Bella let me comfort her. My arms held her as tears fell down her face and onto my shirt and I apologized again and again for hurting her.

It was after Bella fell asleep that I realized that there wasn't a way for me to fix this by myself. I needed her forgiveness and trust and that was something she had to give me. But I had promised her that I would spend every day of the rest of my life proving to her that I loved her and that I wouldn't hurt her again, and even if she didn't believe me, I had to keep telling her. I had to keep trying.

xXxXxXx

"So you went here?" Jane looked at the brochure in her hand.

I sat down in the chair next to her bed. "Yeah. As far as rehab goes it's probably the best in the country."

She sat the pamphlet on her lap and frowned. "Why are you doing this for me?"

"Because you need help," I tiredly explained. "You can't do this by yourself."

"What about Bella?"

I didn't particularly want to discuss anything regarding Bella with Jane but I also didn't want to hide things from her. If I was going to help her then Bella would inevitably come up in our conversations. So I sighed before picking up the glossy paper she'd discarded.

"Bella's… Well she isn't exactly thrilled that I'm doing this but she understands that you need help."

Jane nodded and the two of us sat in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. When she spoke again, it was a question that I'd never thought she would ask me.

"You've loved her for a while, haven't you?"

I refolded the brochure. "Yeah."

"Even when we were together."

It was more of a statement than a question but I answered her anyway. "I didn't always know that I loved Bella but yeah, she's… everything to me now."

"She was always good for you," Jane added with a nod. "That's probably why I was so damn jealous of her. I could see it, even back then. I saw how much she loved you, how close the two of you were and I knew that we wouldn't ever have that."

I couldn't tell her that it wasn't true because it was. What I felt with Bella wasn't anything I'd ever felt with anyone else, especially Jane. When I didn't say anything, Jane took the brochure back from me and sat it on the table beside the bed.

"I appreciate you helping me, Edward. But I don't deserve it."

Maybe she was right. Maybe Jane didn't deserve my help, just like I probably didn't deserve Bella's love or forgiveness, especially after everything I'd done to her in the past. But that was the beauty of second chances; you could try to earn what you didn't deserve.

My hand reached forward until her fingers here wrapped in mine. When I squeezed her hand, she finally looked up at me, her eyes bright with unshed tears. I gave her a reassuring smile before saying, "Everyone deserves the chance to change, Jane."

"I'm sorry, for everything."

"Don't be." I shook my head. "Everything happened for a reason. And if you and I hadn't… if you wouldn't have left the way you did, then who knows if Bella and I would have ever fallen in love. We wouldn't have left Seattle for the summer and I would have given up on music. You breaking my heart was probably the best gift you could have ever given me."

"I hope I can do that one day," Jane whispered as her eyes fell to her lap.

"Do what?" I squeezed her fingers again.

She sighed before looking back at me. "Be able to look back on all of my mistakes and understand why they had to happen. I hope that I'll be able to see the good that came from all of this."

"I hope so too."

xXxXxXx

"So what's the deal with Bella?"

I took another bite of food, ignoring Emmett's question. When he figured out that I wasn't going to answer him, I got a dinner roll thrown at my face.

"Emmett," our father scolded.

"Dude!" My brother pointed his fork at me. "You're leaving tomorrow and you haven't said shit about asking Bella to marry you!"

As annoyed as I was with his constant badgering, I had to at least be thankful for the fact that Emmett had waited until Bella was out of the house before asking. She'd gone to see Angela and therefore left my family with an ample amount of time to question me.

"A lot has happened since they got here." Rosalie elbowed Emmett. "He'll ask her when he is ready to ask her."

I opened my mouth to thank my sister-in-law but was interrupted by my mother.

"And I know Edward wouldn't do that without letting us know." She gave me a smile that was laced with guilt tripping innuendos. "Right?"

Originally I had planned on asking Bella while we were in Seattle and my entire family knew that. But, because life is just so fucking peachy, that idea was forgotten about. What with the rehab story breaking and then all of this shit with Jane, it just wouldn't have been right. I wanted Bella to know that I was asking her to marry me because I loved her, not because I was trying to keep her from leaving me. Asking her would have seemed like a last ditch effort and that isn't what I wanted.

I carefully sat my fork down before speaking. "I will ask Bella to marry me when the moment is right. It could be tomorrow on the airplane home or it could be six months from now." Several people at the table started to talk but I spoke over them. "The point is that all of you," I gave a look to Emmett, "need to calm down. We will tell you when it happens, but until then, drop it."

My mother and Alice at least had the decency to look somewhat ashamed but Emmett just continued to glare at me. I smiled and my father quietly laughed when my brother speared another piece of steak and shoved it in his mouth. Surprisingly, it was Jasper that spoke next.

"I'm totally for you asking when and where it's right for both of you, but if you ask my oldest friend to marry you on a crowded airplane then I'm going to be pissed."

Alice sighed dramatically. "Exactly! Edward this is a once in a lifetime thing! Jasper's proposal was so romantic and-"

When my mother and Emmett's voices joined in, I let my head fall to the table. My dad's hand fell on my back and squeezed my shoulder.

"Ignore them and do what's best for you and Bella," he advised. I turned my head to look at him and he smiled. "Just be sure to call your mother as soon as she says yes, or I'll have to hurt you."

xXxXxXx

"Unlock the fucking door!" I threw my shoulder against the car door, trying to open it.

The sound of Bella fighting with Garrett filled the police car that I was sitting in. While other officers ran towards the apartment building, I once again, tried to unsuccessfully force the door open.

Charlie Swan's hand pulled at my shirt, hauling me around to face him. "You calm down or I'm going to leave you in here! Do you understand me?"

Had it been anyone else but Bella's father, I would have punched them. But I knew Charlie was just as worried as I was, just as mad. So I nodded my head and took a deep breath. He let go of my shirt and told the guy in the front seat to let me out.

The last thing that I heard before getting out of the car was Bella's voice telling Garrett to get off of her. I pushed the door open, knocking some police officer to the street, and took off running towards the stairs leading up to the door.

"Edward!" Charlie yelled behind me.

Before I could make it inside, two pairs of arms wrapped around me, holding me back from the apartment's front doors.

"If he hurt her I'll fucking kill him!" I yelled, pulling away from them. "Charlie, tell them to let me go!"

Bella's father shook his head. "Keep him out here."

I watched, furiously, as Charlie took off up the stairs that led to Garrett's apartment.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled after him. I turned to look at one of the officer's holding my arm. "Bella's… That's my life up there! Let me go!"

He shook his head. "They'll bring her down shortly."

"Are you telling me that if that was your girlfriend, your wife, that you would just stand down here waiting for them to bring her to you? Fuck that!"

I was finally able to break free of their grip but didn't take more than three steps inside before both of them caught up with me. They kept telling me to stop, trying to convince me that everything was fine, but I pulled against them. If I had to drag the two of them up the fucking stairs with me then I would.

"See, what did I tell you?"

I looked up at the sound of Charlie's voice and shoved one of the assholes holding me into the wall. I ran up the stairs, three at a time, until I was standing in front of Bella. Her face was red and swollen from crying, and her hand was carefully held against her chest.

"What the…" I gently touched her cheeks. "Are you okay? What happened?"

Bella threw herself against me and I held her tightly. I felt her tears against my neck and kissed the side of her head.

Charlie walked past us, patting my back as he did, and commented on the fact that Bella's hand was swelling pretty quickly. I tried to get Bella to move with me so that I could take her to the hospital but stopped when she started telling me how sorry she was.

Her shoulder's shook with controlled sobs while she shook her head. "You knew from the beginning that they weren't good people. You told me that fame and money changed people and I didn't… I didn't want to believe you."

I made sure that she was looking at me before I spoke.

"I've never wished that I'd been more wrong about something."

xXxXxXx

"Are you finished?"

I nodded at Charlie's question and rubbed the back of my neck. "Where's Bella?"

"She's asleep in Jenk's office." He offered me a cup of coffee. "Look Edward, they're about to release Garrett."

I stopped moving, leaving my hand halfway extended towards him. "Is he going home?"

Charlie sighed. "You can't go looking for him. You end up beating the ever loving shit out of this kid and he could file charges against you."

"I don't care. A night in jail would be worth it."

"You may not care," he evened his gaze with mine. "But Bella will care. Your parentswill care. The public will care. You can't go making this into a bigger mess than it already is. When all of this goes to trial you will both have to testify and that's going to be hard enough on everyone."

"So that's it?" I asked, throwing my hands up. "I just let him walk away? Knowing that he caused all of this? Knowing how much he hurt Bella and my family? Sam, Emily and Aro will go to jail and I'm fine with that. But Garrett will walk away from this and go back to his shitty existence without facing any consequences!"

Bella's father sighed. "I didn't tell you this, Edward, but Garrett is in interview room three and will be there, unaccompanied, for the next fifteen minutes. If you chose to go in there and do anything more than talk to him, then you're on your own. I can't pull any special favors to get you out of the shithole you'll be in."

I started to turn away and find the room that they were holding Garrett in but stopped when Charlie grabbed my arm and made me look at him.

"If you get arrested for assault it will make this entire thing worse for Bella. I really don't want to go wake my daughter up and tell her that you're being booked, so say what you have to say and get out of there, Edward. It's time to put this behind you."

He turned around and left me standing in the middle of the hallway. I watched his retreating back for a second before turning to go and find interview room three. When I opened the door, I found Garrett sitting at a table with his head in his hands.

"When the hell can I get out of-" He stopped talking when he looked up and saw me.

My gut reaction was to grab his head and slam it into the table repeatedly, but then I noticed the bruises that covered his face and remembered that Bella had been the one to put them there. Bella, who had suffered thru much more than anyone should ever have to, was sleeping on some random couch. She had to be in pain, with a broken hand and stitches still in her other arm, and was probably exhausted. Charlie was right, the last thing she needed was to deal with me being arrested. I took a deep breath before closing the door behind me and leaning back against it.

Garrett leaned back in his chair. "What are you doing here?"

"I came in here with the intent to beat the absolute shit out of you," I answered honestly. "But, I can see my girlfriend did it for me."

"Go fuck yourself, Cullen."

I ignored him. "This is what's going to happen, Garrett. You're never, ever, going to contact Bella again. You'll leave this station, go back to your shitty little apartment, and leave us alone."

He glared at me but didn't say anything.

"You'll also never play her music again and if I find out that you have, even if it's at some run down bar for an open mic night, you'll hear from my-"

"You don't deserve her." Garrett interrupted. "You never have. You'll break her heart, again, and then Bella will be back where she started. Here, with me."

I moved away from the door until I was leaning over the table, using the chair as a way to keep my hands occupied and away from his face. "You're right," I said slowly. "I don't deserve her but I love her. And I will spend every day of the rest of my life proving it."

"And I'll spend every day of the rest of my life waiting for the day that she realizes what a worthless piece of shit you are." His voice and smile were goading me on, making my ears buzz with adrenaline and anger. "I'll always be there, Edward, waiting."

My fists slammed against the table between us before Garrett stood up. His chair fell against the floor and the two of us stood there, staring at each other from across the table.

"Edward." I didn't have to turn around to know that Charlie was standing behind me. His hand on my shoulder made me straighten up and move away from the table. "Come on, son."

Garrett's arms crossed across his chest as he looked over my shoulder, smiling at Bella's father. "Tell Bella I hope she feels better, Chief Swan."

Charlie shook his head before laughing. "The cameras in this room are off, Edward. If you wanna beat the shit out of him, now would be the time to do it."

Garrett's face fell slightly but I shook my head.

"I can't play music with fucked up hands." I walked away from the table and opened the door. "Besides, he isn't worth it and I've already won. Bella is mine and always has been."

I let the door to the interview room close but smiled when I heard something that sounded a lot like Charlie shoving Garrett into the wall.

A/N: I've missed these guys! I'm working on a special Groupie treat for the Fandom4Preemies. I'll let you guys know more about it as the time comes but I will tell you that it will be an OT from the future with a Bella and Edward POV. Also, I have a LOT of other outtakes planned for this story. Some will be EPOV some will be Bella's. Some are from the past; most are from their future together. Is there anything you guys would like? Let me know and I'll see what I can do! Katie, you once told me that this was totally Edward's song and I happen to agree! Thanks as always to everyone!