More Complications

BPOV

Edward released his grip on me and set me on the ground.

'I'm going to go, call me.' He whispered. I nodded and said goodbye.

I looked at Jake, as soon as Edward was gone. He turned away and my heart sank. I felt awful and so guilty. I buttoned up my shirt and hid the ring.

'Jake?' the moment I spoke, I felt a pain shoot across my face and fell to the ground, clutching my cheek. Sobs started to rack through my body. I heard footsteps walking towards the couch. I looked at Jake. He was sitting on the couch, sobbing into his hands. I stood and sat next to him. After a few moments, I spoke. 'I'm sorry Jake.'

'How long?'

'What?'

He stood. 'HOW LONG BELLA?! HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN SLEEPING WITH HIM?!' I flinched at his raised voice. The anger was sculpted on his face.

'My second day in Italy.' I was so scared, my voice was shaking.

'Have there been any others?' He spoke in his normal voice now.

'No, just him.'

'Do you love him?'

I nodded.

'You can speak Bella!'

'Yes, I love him.'

'Do you love me?'

I looked down, he turned away. When I looked at him again, he was crying. I stood and put my arms around his waist and my head on his back. He placed his hands on mine.

'I do love you Jake.'

'But not in the way you love him.' Tears ran down my cheeks, soaking his shirt.

'I'm sorry Jake.' He turned around and held me close. Once he pulled away, he touched the cheek that had been stuck.

'No, I'm sorry. I realised that our love had gone, a long time ago. I just didn't want to believe it.' He leant down and kissed me lightly. He stroked away my tears. 'I want us to stay friends Bella, is that possible?'

'Yes Jake, I'd really like that.'

EPOV

I had gone to bed thinking of Bella and awoke to a banging of doors, in the apartment. The angry shouting of my father sounded throughout the place. I flinched, when my door was flung open.

'EDWARD, HOW COULD YOU?!'

'What are you talking about sir?'

'THIS!' He stuffed a newspaper into my hands. There were pictures of me and Bella on the front page. 'A reporter has been following both of you. She has recordings, from a hidden camera in the room, of you two. The girl is married Edward. MARRIED, DOES THAT MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?!'

'Yes, it does sir, but I love her, we were going to figure some...' He cut me off, as I talked in a fast pace.

'WHAT?!' He grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me off the bed. I had gone to sleep in my clothes last night, so I still had the shirt on.

'I love her!' I said through gritted teeth, even though I was quite scared of him.

'And what do you propose to do? Ruin her marriage, her reputation, her life. Let me tell you something, leave her. You will ruin her life, because this,' he held up the paper, 'this will ruin her reputation. Everyone will hate her for being a dirty little slut.'

'We'll work something out.'

'NO, Edward, you cannot see her again. HELL, YOU WILL NEVER SEE AGAIN, IF I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!'

'YOU CAN'T STOP ME!'

'You know I can stop you Edward. You know what I can do, but even if that doesn't convince you, just watch this.'

He put a disc into the TV, revealing an inaudible picture. Jake and Bella kissed, he stroked her face then spoke to her. They looked so comfortable, I couldn't do this to her, they were perfect together. Then the screen went black.

'Now, what do you say?'

'Just tell her I love her.'

He nodded and left, while I buried my head in the pillows.

BPOV

I awoke to a knock at the door. A tall man stood outside.

'Hello Miss Swan, I'm Aro.'

'Oh hello, it's nice to meet you.'

'I have come to tell you about my son, Edward. He is a fool to do this to you, my dear. You are a beautiful girl. He has been putting on an act, to sleep with you. He doesn't love you my dear and I suggest you go home as soon as possible, before he visits you again.'

'Did you really think I would fall for that?'

'I hoped, but the truth is that I want to keep him away from you. He is a bright boy and I don't want anything getting in his way for success. I have come to kindly ask you to step back.'

I gave him a disgusted look. 'That is up to Edward.'

'My dear Isabella, do you know who I am? I am the ambassador of Volterra, one of the most famous and powerful cities in Italy. You have no idea what I can do. Now, will you accept this offer?'

'Okay.'

'Thank you, ciao.'

'Bye.' While the tears came streaming down my face, I felt a sickness run through me. I ran to the bathroom as quick as I could.

Okay, just a warning, the next chapter is the epilogue, BUT there WILL be a sequel. YAY!!! R&R xxx