I wasn't planning on writing this so soon, but I just needed to get this story going somewhere. I cried writing this chapter, so be aware of sadness. It is split POV's, when you get to Edward's there is no dialogue. The songs for this are great songs that represent the characters. Another shout out to bailyblack22 who is one of the best reviewers. Also ADADancer who ALWAYS reviews. She's really awesome. Also I am looking for a beta. It would really help with the whole writing process to have someone check my mistakes. So please enjoy this chapter. Sorry for the long AN.
DISCLAIMER: STEPHENIE MEYER OWNS
CHAPTER ELEVEN: LYING NAKED ON THE FLOOR
CHAPTER SONG: 'Torn' by Natalie Imbruglia & 'How Long' by Hinder
BPOV
"Did you cheat on me?" I asked angrily.
He said nothing.
"Great. You knock me up and you cheat on me," I grumbled.
"Bella –"
I held up my hand silencing him. "Just fucking take me home."
He nodded and drove to Seattle. I turned on the radio and blasted some rock station. I stared out the window the whole way. Last night was the breaking point for us I think. He, in his own way, proposed. He had looked at me after saying that Esme had found out about us having a baby.
"Is she mad?" I asked quietly. I was afraid she'd be furious.
He smiled crookedly. "No, she wants us to be happy. Er, Bella, um, have you ever thought of getting married?"
I gasped quietly. I was frozen. I couldn't answer even if I wanted to. He must have interpreted the silence.
"Never mind, um, Bell, can we sleep? I've got like six tests tomorrow then I gotta run to Seattle."
He hated me now. I knew that. I hated him too now, because of this Vicky woman. He broke his promise of love and I was done. The second we got home I went to my room and packed up everything in there.
"Where are you going?" Alice asked walking in.
I looked up at her. "I'm going back to Phoenix Al."
"What about Edward?"
"You mean the man who cheated on me," I growled.
She gasped.
I walked past her. "Have your mom and dad send the stuff to my house. Ok?"
She nodded. She grabbed me and hugged me tightly. "Don't forget to call me ok?"
"Never."
EPOV
(Um right here, 'Possibility' by Lykke Li comes into play)
Bella was gone forever. When I went to see her later that night to explain, she was gone. Everything was gone. I stared at the empty room. Everything was stripped bare. Her bed held no sheets or pillows. All her shelves were empty. The curtains on the windows were drawn shut. Bella left me for good, taking my whole heart with her. I was now nothing. I fell to my knees as a broken sob fell from my lips. My chest started to move in staccato breaths as I started to hyperventilate. My only reason for living was gone. My girl and my baby, gone, just like everything else. Edward Cullen was no better than Edward Masen. Changing my name didn't change me. I was a monster who took happiness from everything and everyone. Alice walked in and hugged me tightly. I cried into her shoulder. I cried more in two hours than I did my whole life. She cried with me. I took away from her too. I took her friend, her sister.
Days went by and it never got any better. Everyone would whisper rumors about what happened between us. Jasper tried to break me from my 'emo-phase' as he put it. Nothing could break this 'phase'. I lost my whole future. I lost it all. All of it gone because of a stupid half-truth told by a drug addict. It was true that when I first moved to Washington I had had sex with Victoria but, James told Bella that it had been the months we were together. Broken promises left in the empty spot in my chest. When Bella left, my heart left.
Graduation came up quickly and I didn't go. I graduated from the school, I just didn't walk, I couldn't, not without Bella. Carlisle and Esme took me to my psychologist so I could be prescribed depression medication. Several times did I try to commit suicide. I tried slitting my wrists, landing me in the hospital for a week. When my family went to Jessica Stanley and Mike Newton's wedding, I tried to hang myself. It didn't work because Emmett came home and found me. He held me as I cried again. He just held onto me. Nothing anyone could do or say would take away the pain in my heart.
College started in the fall but I didn't go. I lived on my own in Seattle. Emmett came and visited me all the time. Forcing me to go back to Forks every time he went. I started to notice a picture of a small brown haired baby with large green eyes later on in the spring. The small little girl and her beautiful mother. Esme looked at me, as though it broke her heart that she had pictures of my child. I never went home after that. Everyone had contact with her but me. I couldn't take much more of it. I just wanted to stop the pain. I would just sit at home and stare at the blank walls. The black paint representing what my heart had become. Every weekend when my family tried to get me to come home, I would go out to the clubs and get drunk using a fake I.D. I partied hard and went home drunk.
Tonight was no different. It was June 20th, my twentieth birthday. I got wasted at a club. Some slutty girl came up to me with her fake breasts hanging out and offered me a blowjob. I accepted. After she was done, I left getting into my car. The last thing I remembered was the flash of headlights, a loud keening sound and the sound of sirens. Pain took over my body forcing my mind to shut down.