WOO. Chapter ELEVEN! Um, review and enjoy I guess. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, those people being: genesis-forbidden-fruit, RavenclawRebel, ninjanoni and CullenObsession114. Reviews keep me going, so keep them coming!!! This is mostly a chapter focused on Edward and his feelings between Bella and Tanya. He's in a state where Bella is all he can think about although he wants nothing to do with her. He just wants to live his life.

We won't tell him Bella is his life just yet.

I assure you this is a BellaXEdward story. You just have to wait. Patience. Also, for those of you who have no idea who Tyler Durden is run to the video store. Good. When you are there look for Fight Club. Get it. Watch it. Watch it again. I'm serious when I say Fight Club is an amazing movie! Hilarious, makes you think and just plain awesome! Great twist at the end. I didn't expect for a long while.

Chapter quote: "Yeah, yeah I know. I totally like you. That was a bad way to say it, wasn't it?"

Edward's POV

I've created this illusion (I guess you could call it) of total bliss.

Tanya's gorgeous, we were made for each other, and we were happy together. (May I add that I pretended that the last two "facts" were true.) So what was it that produced the thoughts of Bella Swan? She's an obvious no no. There might as well be caution tape wrapped and thrown around her magnificent body.

Fuck it. I'd still would have wanted her.

I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, and was quick to check who was calling. The beautiful face of Tanya was on my screen, her large smile and perfect teeth right there. Her hair was shorter back then, curled into small, blonde ringlets, hanging above her shoulders and cupping her cheeks.

"Tanya Cullen speaking, how may I help you?"

I couldn't hold back my smile- I could hear Bella in the background, apologizing for dropping something. I snapped out of it. "Um, hey. You've started a little early with the whole...name thing."

"I just want to get use to answering the phone with your name- We're getting married in two months and I want to be prepared. Besides, you should feel honored." She laughed.

"Well, I am. It fits you," I replied. Bella Cullen. Isabella Cullen. Perfect!

"It does, doesn't it? Oh! I called to ask if you wanted to go out tonight?"

Sorry, too busy thinking of you assistant. Maybe another night? "Yeah, sounds nice. Where to?"

"Um, I was thinking some place down in the U-district. They just opened that Italian restaurant and it's suppose to A-M-A-zing."

Bella loves Italian food. "Didn't we just eat Italian with Bella and her boyfriend?" I could feel the fire within me spreading. Caveman stasis is a go.

She giggled. "Oops. Forgot. How about, hm, that Japanese place you love?"

"Yes. Sounds delicious! What time are you coming over?" Japanese food is always good for, you. You can suffer through a meal without Bella- for you're whole life!

"I'm kind of busy. Pick me up?"

The phone nearly broke in my grip. I could feel a layer of sweat build up on my forehead; Bella was going to be in that office, working, tucking her strawberry scented hair behind her ear and near my presence. "Eddie? You still there babe?"

"Yeah. Sorry. Um, I'll run over there quickly, then we can leave. Be ready went I get there, Love."

She giggled in response to the nickname. She loved it. So did Bella. "Alright. Should I invite Bella, I just hate leaving her here-"

"No!" I could feel the breath leaving my lungs, not returning. "I-I mean.. ahem. I want you all to myself, tonight." I purposely let my voice take over, going as husky as I could go. The image of Tanya's bare fingers running over my body was enough to create this trick that I actually wanted her tonight.

"Oh, Edward. How sweet. I couldn't ask for a better man than you."

I took a deep breath. The feeling of Bella's lips against my body- "I'm sure you could, Tanya. I'm sure you could."

Bella walked around the apartment, her arms behind her small waist, her right hand gripping her left wrist. Her eyes scanned each piece of art in the room, each curve did not go unseen under Bella's gaze. "It's nice," she complimented, her bottom lip stuck out a little in approvement. "It says Edward Cullen all over it!"

I took in a much needed breath and watched Bella from a distance; the way her legs moved, how her eyes surveyed everything by quickly moving back and fourth, how the smile on her face made a whole, dark room a much better place filled with light and passion and finally, just how she tilted her head the right, then suddenly to the left. She tripped, and a grin came onto my face. Her drunken state was cute.

Even if she insisted that Fight Club was the all time greatest movie.

She was wrong.

"Except this. This is unacceptable Edward Cullen!" She pointed to my movie poster, an American cult classic: James Bond, Dr. No. I nearly gasped in shock. How could she say that?! "I disagree with, Mr. Cullen. Sean Connery was horrible. Now Pierce Brosan- he was good."

I smirked and shook my head. She's lucky she'd drunk and I didn't like her. I might of had to have thrown her out. "You're aware, that you're breaking my heart at the moment, are you not?"

She laughed and made her way over to me, gripping the counter to stay standing. I reframed from touched her; I wanted her so badly! Right here, right now. If she were in my grip we would both do something we would regret- I knew it. "I was not aware, kind sir. I was just merely stating that you have a bad taste in movies and actors." Her red lips puckered out. Oh god...

"You're still sore about that whole Fight Club thing?" She bit her bottom lip. I kept my feet planted to the ground, not taking her there on the spot. Oh Edward, you're pathetic.

Bella rolled her eyes and smirked. "Maybe, maybe not."

"You know, it's bad to hold a grudge against someone."

"This isn't a grudge- it's more like a hate," she giggle. "We'll never be able to watch movies together because we-we'll constantly be clashing. We hate each others movie choices." Although Bella was undeniably drunk, she kept up with her speech very well. Slurring everything, while also keeping everything in an understandable level. If you were drunk it would have been regular english, no flaws.

"I don't hate your movie selections."

With a smirk Bella said, "I hate yours." She laughed herself to the couch, where is made herself comfortable. "Nice couch. It's very...soft." She threw her head back in laughter. She waved me over. "Come and join me! I don't bite." She paused. "Or do I?" Bella broke out in giggles again and laid back down on the couch. I took in a big gulp of air and quickly made my way over to where she sat, staring at me. "Is this wrong?" She asked out of no where. She continued, "You know, you being with my boss an' all? Like, are we suppose to be friends or here, alone, bored, and one of us wasted in that case? This has to go against like a policy or something."

I chuckled and gripped my other hand. "I think we've broken a few rules."

"Oh jeez." Her fingers traveled to her temples, messaging them softly. "Sorry. If we get caught...It's your fault and you have to get me a job at the bar!"

She let her fingers go and closed her eyes. "We're not going to get caught. Besides, Tanya doesn't have a key and this place is in locked."

Bella shrugged and let her roll to the side after she shrugged. Her graceful chocolate brown hair fell down her shoulders, tumbling down in soft waves. "I noticed there's a fire escape."

Every building in Seattle was given the pleasure of a fire escape. "So?"

"Your marrying her, put the pieces together!"

Confused I was bound to ask, "What?"

"She's crazy, Mr. Cullen! She'll climb a mountain to get to you. She's crazy about you. That's why three o'clock made no sense whatsoever."

"Her what?"

Bella's eyes snapped open, and she blushed, bright red. "She-um-goes-to-to like... a massage place weekly, at three o'clock. Yeah! I mean; I'm sure you wouldn't mind giving it to her." She blushed bright red, again. I held in my laughter until she added, "I meant the massage."

I chuckled. "I know, Bella."

There was a moment's silence. I was playing with loose button on the couch, twisting it all different directions. Suddenly an enjoyable noise filled the room: Bella's snores. I casted a glance down at the edge of the couch. Bella's head was thrown back, her mouth was slightly open and her nostrils flared with each breath. "I have to tell you something," Bella moaned, she tucked her hands under her cheek as she flipped over to her side. Her nose dug into my couch.

"Bella? What is it?" She smiled then went back to snoring.

"I think...Yeah, yeah I know. I totally like you. That was a bad way to say it, wasn't it?" Her nose scrunched up.

I moved closer to Bella. Her eyes were closed, her breathing was deep. Jesus, she was talking in her sleep! "What you don't like me, Edward?"

"No, no. I do." Although she was dreaming, I wanted to reassure her that I was here, that I liked her more then she would ever know. I ran a hand through my hair and shook my head. Then proceeded to throw a blanket over Bella. "I like you a lot Bella. Too much."

"Ah, Edward, you don't give yourself enough credit. I'll have to fix that tonight, won't I?" Tanya spoke with a baby voice. I could hear Bella's soft cough in the background. "Look babe, I have to go. Love you. Bye!" I was quick to reply and put my phone down. I removed the muted on the television and watched Tyler Durden sell soap.

Times like these I wished for Bella to be at my side, laughing along with me. Instead I would forever be graced to have Tanya, our children and our grandchildren at my old side. Their blonde hair and green eyes shimmering with happiness.

Imagine large brown eyes, bronze hair, Edward.

I smiled.

I could get use to the idea of Bella and I's children and grandchildren.

I could feel my heart beating against my raw chest. The air being sucked out of my lungs. I could feel the pain of my heart rotting in its broken state. "I've come to realize that I am a horrible person, Bella. For making you do- everything we did together. I should of known you were happy with that... man, Jacob. (I grimaced) You obviously didn't need me to be there. Ever. And had I realized the consequences of my actions earlier, I would have never had done anything of this again."

The other side of the line was quiet for a few seconds until Bella's soft and beautiful voice broke. "So you regret...me?" I could see her biting her bottom lips, tears in her eyes. Suck it up Edward. Be a man.

"I don't regret you, so to say- I regret the fact that I've hurt you so much. I would much rather have you without me, than watching me, if it gives you a life without the guilt of our unfaithful actions." It was nice to say, but painful to know that this was the last real conversation I would share with Bella.

"So, you're officially dumping me for a second time?"

Taking a deep breath I answered, "If you want to put it that way, then yes. I'm breaking this off." I paused. "Again."

"Oh. I have to go. Good night." Bella was quick to hang up the phone. She didn't understand! I wanted her, but I wasn't worth it!

...

Then again... maybe I shouldn't get use to that idea.

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