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.
