RPOV

Tik Tok by Ke$ha

Worst hangover of my entire life. I sat up in my bed and the room felt like it was spinning. My door opened and in walked my brother with a tray in hand.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked me sheepishly. Thank-god he had not drawn my curtains out and left the light off, I squinted to see what he had bought me.

Orange Juice, Toast, and some aspirin. Perfect. "Great," I grumbled as he set it down before me.

He laughed. "Do you remember how you got home last night?"

Shit, no. Not at all. Jasper could tell by the confused facial expression on my face and he sighed. "Alice called me from your cell phone to come pick you up."

Whoa, that's embarrassing. Having your older brother come save you from a high school party. "Thanks."

"No problem. Tell me when you feel well enough to go pick up your car." And with that he left my room shutting the door quietly behind him.

I checked my cell phone I had 7 missed calls and 5 text messages.

1. Hey girl, how are you? -Jessica

Feeling like shit, thanks. Didn't reply.

2. So much fun last night. Cant wait to see you. XOXO. -Mike

Oh my god, I was all over him by the end of the night. Ew…FML. Not replying.

3. Why aren't you answering now?- Edward

What the hell is he talking about?

4. Rosalie, I would do anything for you. If that's how you feel I'll fix it just give me a chance please. -Edward.

How I feel? What is he talking about?

5. I know you see the chemistry we have. Go on a date with me. I promise I'll behave. -Edward

Fuck, Please tell me I was not drunk text messaging him last night. Please.

Shit, I checked my sent messages. I was .. OMG. I did. I drunk text messaged him back, why lord. WHY! How embarrassing. Never drinking, ever again..

Lol. No fucxckinfsgg way am I evader going to date you or go anywherewith you. You have a girlfriend. Have you forgotten that you slutmonkey! Dump your girlfeind first and then maybe I willl give you a chance! Maybeeeee

Now for the missed calls:

2-Jasper

3-Edward

2-Mike

And finally checking if I actually talked to anyone, I flung my cell phone across the room.

Did god have something completely against me today? What did I ever do to deserve such monstrosities to occur to me. Maybe I was cursed, my brother got all the good luck and I was born cursed. That had to be it.

Now how was I going to show my face at the Cullen residence to get my car, this was just the worse thing that could have ever happened to me. How could I fix this?

Friday, 3:38 AM 00:10:15-Edward

I spoke to him for ten minutes and fifteen seconds while being completely drunk, and the sickening thing is when it came to me, a drunken heart does speak sober thoughts but I couldn't remember anything I said to him.

An idea clicked to mind, I got up ignoring the splitting headache threatening to make me drop to the floor and vomit, and instead went right to my cell phone and dialed Mike Newton's number.

Whatever I said, I'd prove it didn't matter. Just drunk blabber. Nothing real. If only I knew exactly, what I said.. I'd get it out of him somehow.

EPOV

Deuces by Chris Brown

Today was a good day, I could feel it. She had finally opened up to me and admitted how much she truly wanted me and all I had to do was dump Bella. Piece of Cake. My house looked like it was hit with ten hurricanes and a few earthquakes, but thank-god my parents weren't going to be home until later tonight. They knew to stay away when we threw parties.

Alice was already up bright and early cleaning, she had even recruited some partiers to help. God knows how much of her allowance she had to be paying them. I would never attempt to pick up anything or even know where to start. A female's bra was at the top of my staircase resting on a bottle of vodka. What an odd image. Emmet was passed out on the couch with a beer in hand and a bong resting beside him. I shook my head wondering what anyone's fascination with drugs could be. I tried smoking a few times, wasn't fun at all. I'd rather be addicted to sex its funner and healthier.

"Are you going to help Edward?" Alice called from the family room as she picked up empty red cups and threw them into a bag.

Our house smelled like a rats nest. I shook my head. "I'm going to take Bella home."

And with that I rushed back up the stairs to my bedroom where Bella lay sleeping on my bed, fully clothed.

Before we break up, maybe we can just have a one last time type of thing...

My lips found her neck and I grazed it gently until she awoke. "Edward," she grumbled lazily.

I kissed her lips and she responded immediately, my hands rushed to grab underneath her bra and I noticed how her nipples got hard instantly. She pulled off my shirt as I unbuckled my pants. Then she stood speedily undressing herself and laying back down.

With Bella there was only one position, missionary. Which frankly, was boring. She was to shy to experiment any others and refused to ever get on top. Thank-god she was so tight, and she let me thrust as fast or as slow as I wanted.

Today, I took my time knowing it would be the last time. She screamed my name as I made her orgasm not once but three times before I finally came…

Sadly, the entire time I was not even imaging her squirming underneath me, but a bombshell witchy blonde.

An hour later after we were both showered, I decided the best place to chuck up those wonderful peace signs would be the diner. A nice breakfast and a well thought out goodbye.

"What can I get you?" The waitress asked Bella. She ordered her usual and inwardly I rolled my eyes.

I know Rosalie was drunk last night but I was still wondering when she was going to call to figure out last night, I kept checking my cell phone on the table and Bella seemed to notice.

"Are you okay Edward?"

Wow, it's like she introduced me in purposely. I shook my head and looked up at the ceiling.

Even though I wasn't looking at her, I could tell I had made her nervous. "Edward?" She repeated.

Breaking up with someone was always so annoying…

My eyes found her big brown ones, they were opened wide as if scared. I coughed for a more dramatic effect, or as to make it seem as if this were hard to do. It wasn't at all just a nuisance of course.

"Bella, I feel as if we are no longer connecting anymore."

Bomb. I dropped it, her eyes were already beginning to water. She was so childish.. I bet Rosalie would've been like "good I don't care" and that would've made me immediately apologize or get on my knees. Wow, that little sequence in my head didn't make me sound masochistic at all.

"W-what do you mean?"

I looked down at the spoon in front of me and stared at my reflection. I was such a monster. Yet, I didn't care.

"I don't have any feelings for you." Shit, slipped out before I could even think about it. When the fuck did I start babbling the truth?

Tears started streaming down her face. "Is there someone else?" She always asks that even when we're perfectly fine, no trust. At all. I think that's why I started not giving a fuck in the first place.

My face turned red for only maybe a second but she seemed to catch it and she started crying even harder. "Who is it?" She gasped through her tears.

"There is no one else. It's just I don't feel the way you feel about me towards you." Such lies, all lies. There is someone else now and there have been several others…

I pity Bella for ever involving herself with someone like me.

"Your lying."

That felt like someone had stabbed me in the gut, no one had ever accused me of lying even if I were! Was I losing my touch at this? And I was…because I vomited the words before even processing them once again. "I think I'm in love with someone else."

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