Everything Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer, everything else is mine.

Plot bunnies, plot bunnies, oh the plot bunnies.

Thanks to Midnight Cougar for beta'ing and fixing my tense issues. :)


Chapter 11

What happened to you, Bella?

Ha! What happened to me? You did. Fucking man-whore.

I continue walking around, ignoring you. Maybe you'll leave before I hit you.

"I called after that day, but your number was disconnected," you reveal.

I quirk my perfected bitch brow in your direction. You didn't want to go there.

"I was miserable without you."

Good.

Asshole.

"Bella…"

"It's Isabella now. Bella was a stupid girl who loved and worshipped you," I seethe. "Oh, and you happened to me."

And I see the storm coming.