Hey you guys! Posting the chapter a little early today because I got really inspired while I was just hanging out today. Again, your reviews, your messages, your support, is what drives me to keep writing. Thank you so much for reading my story, and for caring about it, and these characters.

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~dontyouthink13

"It hurts to know you're happy,

It hurts that you've moved on,

It hurts to hear your name when I haven't seen you in so long,

It's like we never happened, was it just a lie?

If what we had was real, how could you be fine?

'Cause I'm not fine at all."

Amnesia - 5 Seconds Of Summer.

EW - Edward's POV.

I woke up with a nervous knot in my stomach, but it had excitement along with it. Bella had come home. She was going to be in school, and I could talk to her. I had changed a class to share with her; Biology. I knew she wouldn't be happy with the change, but I needed her back. What I did was unforgivable, but I couldn't help but try to find that forgiveness anyways.

I showered and went downstairs, ignoring the glares of my brother, the glares that I had sadly become accustomed to. I saw Esme shoot him a look, to which he huffed, but obeyed. Emmett had been set on ignoring me, or glaring, insulting. I didn't argue, or give any signs of resentment at his behavior. I sat beside him on the dinner table to eat my breakfast, to which he quickly got up and threw the rest of his food in the trash, leaving in his BMW. I tried to not give any reaction, but Esme saw right through me. She took my hand in hers, giving me a small smile.

I felt for her. This was impossible for her because she loved both of us, but she had told me that I was the one in the wrong. She knew of my remorse, and hoped Emmett would at least acknowledge it. He didn't. I didn't blame him, and I had made that clear to her. I deserved his anger, and she knew it too. She missed Bella, and Rosalie. It was all my fault, but she never said so.

I finished my cereal, and kissed Esme on the cheek, walking towards my Volvo.

I put the keys in the ignition, and I took a deep breath through my nose.

It was going to be a very long, long, long day.

I arrived at Forks High School, but didn't get out of the car. My eyes scanned the parking lot, searching for that horrendous orange truck, but not finding it. I decided to get out, and walked out, ignoring the stares everyone there, finding my locker.

I hung out there, pretending to be looking for something, while my eyes scanned the hallway. Was Bella not coming? I doubted it. She hated missing school.

Finally, people's eyes diverted to someone seemingly behind me, and I turned as well.

And again, finally, I saw her.

Her hair was loose, hiding her face, as she was walking alone with her backpack hung loosely on her shoulder. She bumped her hand against her leg as she walked, making her seem nervous.

And then she looked up, and my breath was stolen from me.

Her eyes met mine - green, to chocolate brown, - and it was a moment. I could see everything we had gone through, everything that we meant to each other, and finally, the heartbreak I had forced upon her. I noticed her skin was more tan, her eyes shining in a way I couldn't pinpoint, and in that same moment, she looked away.

My eyes followed her down the hallway, as everyone's eyes pointed at me.

As lunch time rolled around, I felt ready to leave. Everyone was whispering about Bella and I, which I felt more for her. I felt like yelling, "We all know very well what happened, so stop reminding us, assholes!"

My self control stopped me.

I approached the lunch line, not aware that I was right behind Bella and Alice. When I did notice, I froze, but they didn't seem like they were paying too much attention to their surroundings. Against my better judgement, I listened in.

"Did you really spend the whole week with some guy? Bella! I didn't know you had it in you."

I froze again. Another guy?

I saw Bella nod meekly, looking as if she wasn't entirely willing to talk about it.

"Did you guys... do anything?"

Bella blushed, and hesitated to answer, which brought a knot in my throat. Alice squealed, but was hushed my Bella. While laughing, Bella met my horrified expression, to which she blushed even more, and looked away. She solemnly walked away with a still squealing Alice.

No.

It's not possible.

Bella wasn't capable of doing something like that while on Spring Break.

Right?

She had always assured me that I had been the only one to touch her. To kiss her, to hold her. I had always denied her anything other than that. I had wanted to do things right by her, to have no regrets. I wanted to marry her, to tie myself in the best way to her, before doing anything. She had always reluctantly agreed, but now... Is it possible?

Why hadn't Bella denied it?

Because it's true, fuckhead.

I left the lunch room without getting the rest of my food.

I climbed my car, gripping the steering wheel.

Bella had been with someone else.

Bella had let someone else touch her.

What I was feeling, was completely fucking stupid, because I had done this first. I had betrayed her first.

Bella had moved on with someone else.

This was karma, I knew it was.

I got out of the car, to breathe, to feel less trapped. I kicked the Volvo, I pulled at my hair, I almost cried. Could it be possible that after just one week, that Bella had totally forgotten about me? That she had convinced herself that we were completely over, with no recovery?

Had I lost Bella forever?

No.

I needed to try, try to fight for her, try to fight for her forgiveness. She obviously still loved me, if she didn't, then what the fuck was that look she gave me this morning? That meant something, and she knew it. She had to know.

I heard the bell announcing that lunch was over, and with a new determination, I walked inside.

Biology, here I fucking come.

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