A/N: ok this was extremely hard to write so I hope you guys like it. :)

Disclaimer: Roses are red, violets are blue. I don't own Twilight and neither do you.

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All this time I was wasting hoping you would come around. I've been giving out chances everytime and all you do is let me down. And its taking me this long but baby I figured you out. And you think it will be fine again but not this time around

You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, Don't want to hurt anymore. And you can tell me that you're sorry, But I won't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry no more, no more, no

Lookin' so innocent, I might believe you if I didn't know. Could'a loved you all my life If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold. And you got your share of secrets And I'm tired of being last to know And now you're asking me to listen Cuz its worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, Don't want to hurt anymore. And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry no no no noo, You're not sorry no no no noo

You had me calling for you honey And it never would've gone away no. You use to shine so bright but I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone. This is the last straw, Don't want to hurt anymore. And you can tell me that you're sorry But I don't believe you baby like I did before
You're not sorry no no no noo, You're not sorry no no no noo

You're not sorry- Taylor Swift

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BPOV

I cried.

That's what I did.

I just cried.

I had no idea what time it was but I had about 46 missed calls, all from him. I couldn't bring myself to answer, and I also didn't think I should want to.

Alice came into the room a while later and came to comfort me. She must have thought I was crying over Charlie.

"Oh, honey it's ok." She tried to soothe me. "Don't cry. You know that Charlie would feel way too awkward with all of these people crying over him." She sniffled and smiled, a tear running down her cheek.

I shook my head and tried to get some words out. "It's…not…that." I sighed loudly and tried to get myself under control. My phone rang again, for the 47th time and Alice reached for it. "No, don't get it." I sniffled.

"Why not?" she asked, "It's Edward."

I internally cringed at his name.

"Bella…? What happened?" she asked quietly.

I talked to Alice for what must have been an hour, telling her the main events of the night. My phone rang a few times in between and after the 50th call she grabbed my phone, turned it off, and threw it across the room.

"Sorry." She smiled sheepishly.

"No problem." I shrugged.

When I told her about the end of the night, she was ballistic.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM?! ARE YOU SERIOUS!? I'M GONNA KILL HIM!" she yelled quite forcefully.

"Alice, please don't, I just want to forget about it. I'm trying not to care here, and no offence but you're making it really hard."

"Sorry, sorry. Ok but seriously, someone needs to do something."

I knew that someone needed to do something. But if I asked Alice to, she would yell at Edward for years on end and eventually kill him. Emmett would beat him to death, and Rosalie would claw him to death. Jasper would probably be too disappointed in him to even look at him. I was thinking Jasper was my best option.

"What about Jasper?" I asked.

"What about him?" Alice asked, confused.

"Don't take this the wrong way but I really think Jasper is the only one who can control himself."

"Ok, I'll call him." She offered. "Hey Jazz, could you come over for a bit? Bella needs your help with something."

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APOV

"Yeah, sure hun. I'll be right there."

"Is that Alice?" some guy asked in the background.

"Shh!" Jasper said to the person in the background.

"Jasper, who's that?" I asked.

"Ummm…it's no one. I'll be right over."

"Japer…" I warned.

"It's Edward." He said after moments of deliberation.

"WHAT?! WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING TO HIM?!" I was furious to say the least. So Edward had already gotten him. That sneaky little...

"Alice, please don't be mad." Jasper asked quietly, he was always the calm one. "You don't know the other side of the story."

"I DON'T CARE AND YOU SHOULDN'T EITHER! Don't bother coming over." I huffed and shut my phone violently. Jasper did'nt know Bella's side of the story. How could what ever Edward has to say matter at all!?

"Alice, what's wrong?" Bella asked.

I wasn't really sure if I should tell her. Would it make her more upset? Was it even possible for her to be any more upset?

"Jasper was talking to…my brother." I said, not even wanting to say his name.

"Alice, don't be mad at Jasper." Bella pleaded. "I don't want to drag you two into this." She said weakly.

"You're not dragging me Bella, I'm following you willingly. Believe me."

Bella had been crawled up on the couch while we were talking and I sat on the edge of it. Now I just crawled in next to her and sighed.

"Don't worry Bells, everything will be fine."

"How can you say that?" she asked, tearing up again. "You weren't there…you didn't hear…" she couldn't even finish what she was saying.

"I just know it Bells. I just know it." I combed my hand through her hair and tried to get her to fall asleep.

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BPOV

I tried to pretend I didn't hear a knock at the door. But it kept going. I didn't want to wake up, I liked sleep. There was no pain in sleep, no feeling at all. It was peaceful, unlike my life. My life is definitely the furthest thing from peaceful at this point.

"If that's Jasper, I swear to God I'm going to kill him." I heard Alice mumble as she got up to get the door.

"Get the hell away from here. No one has anything to say to you." Alice spat towards the person at the door and I could only guess who it was. I could tell she was trying very hard to keep her voice down because she thought it was still asleep.

"Alice, please…" his voice cracked and I silently started bawling again.

"Don't 'Alice, please' me. Get the hell away." She slammed the door loudly and huffed out all her anger before returning to the couch. It was then that she saw I was still awake.

"Oh, honey I'm sorry. Did I wake you?"

"No…the knocking did." I said and she hugged me tightly.

"Let's get into our beds. They'll be much more comfortable than the couch."

I nodded and silently walked towards my room. I laid there for hours, a sleepless zombie. I was extremely thankful tomorrow was Sunday, no classes for me. I tried everything I could but I couldn't fall back to sleep. His words kept haunting me. Against my own will it just kept playing in my head over and over again.

Each word that he said was like a razor to my heart, and it hurt like hell. All of those words, just over and over again. I could do nothing to stop it.

And the way he was acting around all those other guys, all the beers. I think that was the worst part. He wasn't drunk. At this point I really wish he was drunk. Then at least there would be some small excuse for his words, but he knew exactly what he was saying.

The sun finally came up, but it wasn't the same sunlight as before. It was missing him. I started the day lazily. Alice had an early class on Sunday so she was already getting ready.

"Hey Alice." I greeted her as I brushed my teeth; she was putting some finishing touches on her make up.

"Hey." She smiled. "You ok?"

"Not really." I answered honestly.

She hugged me and sighed. "Let me know if there's anything I can do."

"You could go talk to Jasper." I suggested hopefully.

"Not gonna happen. At least not today." She shook her head.

"Alright." I sighed and she said goodbye as she walked out of the bathroom, grabbing her purse off the counter and opening the front door.

"GET THE HELL AWAY EDWARD! I ALREADY TOLD YOU NO ONE HERE WANTS TO TALK TO YOU!!!" she slammed the door loudly and continued to yell at Edward.

I guess he was sitting outside. From what I made of the muffled yelling Alice was doing, it seemed like she was going to be late for her class and if Edward was still there when she got back she would chop his head off.

I had a lazy morning and at about eleven o clock, I realized that my phone was still on the other side of the room. So I grabbed it and turned it on. I had eleven text messages and three voicemails from him. I deleted all of them without glancing or listening to them and then opened a new message to send to him.

'You don't have to call anymore, I won't pick up the phone.'

I hit send and didn't wait for a response. At this point, there wasn't anyone I wanted to talk to that didn't know the number for out apartment so I just turned off my phone.

But then I heard something, it was his ring tone, telling him he just got a text. Against my will I walked quietly to the door and heard him sigh heavily, lean against the wall next to my door, and sink to the ground.

About a half an hour later, I really needed to get out of my apartment. But I was sort of trapped. But then I did something extremely…uncharacteristic of me. I called Mike.

"Hey Mike, it's Bella."

"Oh, hey! What's up?" he asked.

"Could you do me a favor?" I asked tentatively.

"Yeah sure! What is it?"

"Could you…look out your window and see if Edward's in front of my door?"

"Um…sure…" I heard him walk around to his window. "Yep, he's there."

I sighed slightly. I expected he would be, but I had also hoped he wouldn't be. "Could you…distract him or something? Anything to get him away from the door?"

"Sure! I'll think of something." I'm sure Mike was completely oblivious as to why I would want to avoid Edward. "When do you need me to distract him?"

"Is a few minutes ok?" I asked.

"Alright, works for me."

"Thanks a lot Mike."

"No prob." He hung up and I'm sure he started planning what he would distract Edward with.

A few minutes later I heard a yell from Mike's apartment. He was hanging out someone's second floor window.

"Help! HELP!" he shouted.

I watched out the window and saw Edward run over to him. I took that as my chance to grab my bag and run out the door. As I closed my door behind me, I saw Edward turn around.

He violently pulled Mike out of the window, hastily setting him on the ground and running towards me. I heard him calling my name but I just kept running, as fast as I could. Edward begged and pleaded for me to come back but I hoped into a cab and told him to step on it.

I saw Edward's face from the rear view mirror as the cabby drove away, being too chicken to turn around. He almost looked as bad as I did. We were stopped at the light on the corner and I saw Edward drag himself back to my door and sit down outside.

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A/N: So what did you guy think?!

Edward just won't give up! But that's a good thing right?! :)

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