I do not own Twilight.

Chapter 11

Everyone was gone. Maddy was on some romantic getaway with her new man friend, Brian left three days ago, and I haven't heard from him since. This is all a misunderstanding. It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Now I'm sitting here. In the living room watching reruns. As a human, I would be crying about my life over a tub of ice-cream. But no. I'm stronger now.
I tried to explain to Brian what really happened and he refuses to believe me.

He won't even answer my calls, or texts. I need to find him. We need to at least talk. Right now.

Decided. I flicked off the tv and went upstairs to my room. I grabbed a quick shower and put on some clothes. Skinny jeans, a tank top, and a grey cardigan. That should do it. Going downstairs I threw on my black flats, and grabbed my keys.

Jumping in my car I pulled out of the garage and drove around town. After going to four different bars I saw Brians car in the lot of a motel. Whats he doing here? Oh well, at least I found him.

I slowed down and hooked a left into the parking lot. I went to the motel office and rang the bell at the desk. "Excuse me?"

A rather large, balding man stepped out of the office. "What can I do for you pretty lady?" he twirled the toothpick in his mouth as he spoke.

Not impressed.

I cleared my throat. "Yes, I was looking for my friend, I think he's staying here."

"What's the name?"

"Brian Millson."

He flipped through the tattered guest book. "Usually I don't give out this type of information, but for you, I'll make an exception." he winked.

I was completely creeped out, but didn't say anything.

"Ah here he is. Room 12. Go through those doors, up the stairs, and it's on the right."

I smiled, "Thanks." With that, i turned on my heels and made my way up the stairs, while practicing my apology speech in my head. As I approached the room, I heard...moaning? I got to the door and before I could knock, I heard Brians voice. What's going on in there?

Forget knocking. I twisted the doorknob until it broke off and pushed right into the room. I was greeted with a strawberry blonde, laying on the bed, making out with my Brian.

I gasped. He turned to look at me, eyes wide.

I was absolutely pissed off.

"Bella."

I put my hand up, "I don't want to hear it! Obviously you've wasted no time replacing me. I came here to apologize to you! And I walk in to see you dry humping this bimbo."

"Bella, look I..."

"No! You blamed me for what happened with Edward, and I didn't even want it! But now you're off doing the same thing. I should've known."

Out of rage, I reached out and flipped the mattress, knocking them both on the floor.

I stared down at them. Pathetic. "Brian, I want the rest of your shit, out of my house. Pack it up, and move it out." i jabbed my finger towards the door.

I walked out of the room and out of his life. No more apologizing. I'm done.

Clicking my fob, I slid into my car, processing everything. Sighing, I turned over the engine and got on the free way, heading home.