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Bella Pov

Four days later when I finally check my phone, and I see that there are twenty eight missed calls, and twelve unread texts. Mostly from Edward, a few from Alice, and Angela, but I can't bring myself to read any of the messages. One missed call does intrigue me, and I click on the unsaved number hoping that it's not a call from Edward.

"Hello"

It's a womans voice.

"Hi. I think I have the wrong number"

I start to hang up but she speaks again, and that's when I realize that her voice sounds familiar.

"No, hold on dear"

I hear commotion on the line, and then I faintly hear the woman call out, "It's her. It's Bella"

"Bella? Oh thank god! Where are you"

I just listen to his voice, letting it sink in. It feels like I haven't talked to him in forever, yet it's only been a few days.

"Bella?"

"I can't-"

I breathe out, feeling tears rush to my eyes. I miss him so much, the ache in my chest is almost unbearable.

"Tell me where you are. We have to talk. Please"

He sounds so desperate, it breaks my heart to hear him have to beg for something that I so badly want to give him but can't. I want to tell him where I am. I want him to rush to me, and tell me that everything is going to be okay. I just want him.

But I can't have him. I have to remember all of my reasons for leaving him. We need to be apart so that he can fix things.

"Goodbye Edward"

My voice laced with sadness, and my words bring out the panic in his voice.

"Wait! Bella, wait! Please, don't do this. I need you"

His voice brings about my tears and I cover my mouth, trying to hide the sob. I brace myself for the words that I have to speak.

"We are over, Edward."

"No. NO! I don't accept that" He shouts and that's when the tears begin to flow and I'm unable to hide it.

"You have to"

"I will not stop until i find you Bella." I believe him. He won't give up. Its not in him to give up on anything. That makes me cry harder. He has so much on his plate, and I'm making it harder on him. I'm keeping him away from what's important. There's no doubt in my mind that he won't drop everything and look for me. Then all of this would have been for nothing. I'll still be his main focus while his world crumbles around him. That will be my fault.

"Give me time Edward. Focus on your job, and your family, okay. I'll come back, I promise. I just need time"

"God damn it Bella. Tell me where you are"

I almost give in like I always do. He's used to raising his voice and getting what he wants, but not this time.

"Somewhere safe." I say and I hear him shout obscenities, and before I give him what he wants, I hang up the phone. I clutch the phone in my hand, willing my self to not think about him, and not call him back. I have to be strong.

He calls seven times after that and sends just as many texts.

I let three more days past before I decide to read my texts. There's a bunch of 'where are you' and 'are you okay' texts. Angela was offended that I didn't say goodbye to her before leaving. I decide to send her a text saying that I will explain everything when I get back. She responds almost instantly.

When will that be? -Ang

I ponder her question in my mind, and honestly I have no clue. I just need to stay away long enough to get my emotions in check and then I can face everyone.

I don't know -Bella

If you need anything call me. I mean it -Ang

That makes me smile, and I wipe away a tear that falls from my already swollen eyes.

I can get through this, I know I can.

The next day there's a knock on the door, and I reluctantly rise from my permanent seat on the couch in the living room to open the door.

My eyes widen at the sight of him, and my heart speeds up because I was not expecting to see this man. I cross my arms over my chest and glare at the man. He motions into the house and I raise an eyebrow. There's no way I'm allowing him into my house.

He looks up at the darkening sky, and then back to me. "It's about to rain, dear"

I lean towards the man that has been controlling Edwards life all of his life, and I glare. "Then you should speak quickly"

"It would do you good to remember who you're speaking to. Edward has the up most respect for me, and I would hate to tell him about our exchange"

"Tell him" I reach for the door, prepared to slam it in his face. I don't want to see any of them. "Goodbye Mr. Cullen"

He holds his hand out stopping me from closing the door. "His wife is pregnant"

I freeze. She's pregnant? She can't be. He told me that he wasn't having sex with her, and that he couldn't. He wasn't attracted to her anymore. I blink up at Edwards grandfather, trying to fight tears.

"Why are you telling me this? I did what you said, okay. I broke it off. We're done"

"He's looking for you. He hasn't been to work since you left. He left for Jacksonville yesterday" He says and my eyes widen. He didn't have to explain why Edward was in Jacksonville, I already knew. I told him that I was moving in with my mom. "I found this to be your last known address and I came to warn you"

I laugh humorlessly, exasperatedly, as angry tension fills my body. "Of course you did" I laugh again.

"Yes well, I assumed you and I had somewhat of an understanding where Edward is concerned. You left, which means you care for him-"

"-I love him" I declare proudly, cutting him off, and he smirks at me. He smirks at me as if this can't be. As if I'm kidding myself.

He clears his throat and shakes his head. "They all fall for him. I've lost quite a bit of money on Edwards extramarital affairs. Sweetheart, you are just like the rest, no different what so ever. I chase you off, and he'll find another, or perhaps he'll focus on his wife now that she's carrying his child"

"What" He's had other affairs?

"Yes" He answers and my eyes snap to his, realizing I'd asked that question aloud. "You are not the first and probably won't be the last. His wife particularly wants you gone because he broke a vow by bringing you around Mason, and I agree. We both have our reasons for needing you far away, and you know my reasons, so let's cut to the chase"

I'm close to tears at this point, at a lost for words. I just stare at him, heartbroken over what I'm hearing.

"How much would it take for you to disappear"

I wouldn't take money from him if I was down to my last penny. This is how he's able to get rid of others. He offers them money to disappear. He wouldn't be asking me this if he didn't have a high success rate.

"I need you to leave" I tell him through grit teeth.

"Likewise, my dear. So how much"

"I don't want your god damn money, and I don't want your grandson either. I hope you both rot in hell" And with that I slam the door shut. I lean my back against the door when it's firmly shut, and with my head in my hands I begin to cry, sinking to the ground. My breath was ripped from my lungs and I began to gasp from the thick air surrounding me, suffocating me. A pressure builds up in my chest and my heart feels as though it will burst out of my chest. My stomach feels as though it's tied in knots, and like I'd been repeatedly punched in the stomach, the pain, it's just too much.

My eyes sting with anguish as tears stream down my cheeks as I weep so much my head began to hurt. I sit there curled into a ball, wishing and praying for God to stop the pain, the ache, and take pity on my wretched soul.

Love is...hurt, devastating, painful. The list goes on. Love is betrayed. Betrayed by love. I was betrayed by the only man I ever loved.

I wasn't his only secret, his only dirty deed in the dark, I wasn't his only love in the shadows, and I wasn't his only lover between the sheets. I wasn't lying about my love, everything that I felt was real, but him, god, he's a hell of an actor, and boy did he have me fooled.

That's what I am. I'm a fool. I was played, and I got hurt. I knew this was coming, I really did. It was inevitable. This is how affairs end. Did I think I was somehow special? Or that fate brought me good fortune, over bad karma? Did I think I would get the guy? Girls like me, the other woman, we don't win. We lose ourself in a man that we can never truly have, and we get used and abused, and left.

Love is lost.