Angela held me tightly as the tears rocked my body, this wasn't heartbreak this was anger, hate, and hurt.

This was regret and this was change.

Edward Cullen had used and abused me and I had let him. He had fucked with my head and body for a week while his brother, my boyfriend had been gone, and I had fucking let him.

"I hate him, Ange. I really hate him."

She shook her head. "Bella, don't say that. He's doing the right thing for you in the end. Think of what would have happened if this continued. Hes supposed to get married and Jasper told you he sort of loves you tonight. You both have to forget about this. Let it go..."

I put my hands over my face sadly and sighed deeply. "Being with him, felt like... heaven."

"Maybe it was really hell, think of Jasper if he ever found out or his poor fiance?"

My mind raced as I thought of Tanya, her fake boobs and her skinny little body, her politeness and how nice she seemed.

Then, I thought of Jasper and my heart broke. My heart broke for him, because I was a stupid dumb slut.

Jasper didnt deserve me crying over his brother.

Jasper deserved better.

Edward wanted me to stay with Jasper, but how could I knowing what we did. How could I stay with him and then maybe eventually fall in love with him knowing what I had allowed to happen...

"Be strong Bella," Ange cooed as I wished for Alice and Rosalie, and all three of my friends to be here at this huge moment of crisis in my life.

Taking in a deep breathe, I stood up. "I will Ange." Wiping, my tears away I hugged her and then managed a meek but completely fake smile. "Edward Cullen wont ever know this affected me this way. It was nothing. It never even happened."

Just saying that made me wince.

**TC**

Two-weeks had passed and I came up with a million excuses as to why I hadnt broken up with Jasper yet, and they were all completely ridiculous. The only excuse was that I was a selfish bitch and I liked Jasper, and I wanted him.

He was a perfect boyfriend, and even though I was a selfish slutty girlfriend; he'd never have to know it.

Ange didnt understand it, and neither did I. Everyday I woke up telling myself, break up with him. You dont deserve him.

And every other night, I found myself sleeping in his comforting arms, listening to his jokes, and eating his bad-cooking.

Edward avoided me like the plague and I never even bothered saying good-morning.

He went without his morning and afternoon coffee and I didnt give a shit. He could walk his snobby-ass to starbucks and order his own black coffee, three sugars; or turn the damn coffee maker on himself.

I did send his suits out, but when I hung them I made sure they werent color-coordinated like he liked them. He was kind of OCD.

Secretly knowing it pissed him off, I felt both childish and joyful for the small amount of spite I showed him.

Im being ridiclous, I know.

He didnt even yell at me over any of it. I had sort of wished he would have.

Another week passed and Jasper met Angela and Ben.

We double-dated, and ended up having dinner at some fancy steak house up-town.

After dinner, we went to a private members only lounge Jasp got us into and ran into none other then Edward fucking Cullen.

Alice had sent me a red dress she had made in Italy, and I felt both beautiful and sexy. My hair was long-black waves down my back and my black stilettos made my legs look killer.

He sat directly across from me as I stood beside his brother, his arms around me.

There was a glass cup of whiskey in his hand and he swayed it back and forth staring at me almost menacingly.

He was still in his suit, top button open, and tie loose.

Edward took a long swig of his drink as Jasper left my side to go greet him.

"Is that..." Ange's voice in my ear as my nod cut her off.

Walking away, I turned my back to Edward and sauntered off to find our own table with Ben and Ange in tow.

"He's going to ask why you didn't say hi," Ange whispered in my ear as she slid beside her boyfriend.

I shook my head gesturing for the cocktail waitress, Jasper wouldnt even notice.

"What can I get you darling?"

"Two sex on the beaches and whatever they're having," I told her looking passed her as Jasper approached, Edward directly behind him.

My heart sunk, I thought he would have stayed away. He had been doing a great job so far.

She went to ask what Angela and Ben were having as Jasper kissed me on the forehead and sat beside me to my right. Edward chose to sit to my left avoiding eye contact.

His bronze hair looked less-combed then usual and he had purple circles under his eyes.

Ange kicked me under the table and gave me a look that screamed, oh my god.

Jasper put his arms around my waist as the waitress came back with our drinks and began to whisper things in my ear, Edward chose to look up at that moment a dark expression on his face.

Red with embarrassment, I giggled at whatever Jasper was saying and he kissed me on the lips.

Edward kicked me from under the table, and I pulled back from Jasper.

No one else had caught it.

Angela and Ben introduced themselves to Edward and Jasper asked his brother what was wrong with him lately.

He shook his head. "Nothing, I just miss," He paused for a second, "Tanya."

My body ached from the proximity of his presence and I suddenly realized, I needed to get away.

Taking a long sip from my drink, I stood. Edward and Jasper both stood with me. "Excuse me, I'm going to use the ladies room."

I chose to walk passed Jasper, not needing to accidentally brush against Edward and melt at his touch.

The ladies room was empty as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. "Who the fuck are you?" I asked the girl, no the woman staring back at me.

In the last three weeks, I felt like I had aged by years. I wasn't twenty-one anymore.

He was there, waiting for me outside the door of the bathroom. He had his hands in his black trouser pockets and he staring down at the floor an unlit cigarette tucked between his mouth.

I didn't know he smoked, so I broke the three week silence. "You smoke?"

"I quit."

He took it from his lips and flashed me a crooked, drunken smile. "I quit smoking, the same way I quit you."

Stunned, I watched as he pulled a lighter from his pocket and lit his cigarette inhaling deeply.

My heart pounded uncontrollably in my chest, as he walked passed me and out the exit door.

What the hell just happened?

Hope you understand why I had to end it here. So what are you all thinking is running through Edwards head right now?