Bella POV

I had no clear idea why I was so upset. But I stormed away from Edward's car anyway, cursing him under my breath.

I knew I was probably being unreasonable and jealous but I was furious. Our bubble had been burst, life was sitting there waiting like a cat about to pounce. We were not sheltered from trouble and this Tanya girl sounded like trouble. Not her directly though just the situation, I chided myself. She was probably an all right girl, but the green eyed monster inside me hated her already. Hated her.

It wasn't fair. Why couldn't I just stay inside the bubble with Edward where there were no other girls. Its not that I didn't trust him but shit the reality was I didn't even know him, did I? A few weeks wasn't much, and I knew he had been around the block, played the bad boy. Why would I expect that to be different for me?

Why couldn't 'Tanya' bring fucking Emmett to her fucking prom. I gave her name air quotes and realised I was muttering my thoughts aloud. Why did it have to be Edward?

I screamed through my teeth as I jumped into my own truck, thanking all above that I had driven myself to school this morning. Every shitty teen movie I had ever seen flashed before my eyes, the hero never getting the explanation out before his leading lady strops off. Except Edward had. There was no misunderstandings here.

Heading home along the wet shining streets, I knew I had been way over the top with my reaction. I knew Edward had fucked girls before, I just hated the idea that he would be bringing one of those BITCHES to her prom. Fuck Tanya. I hated her name, I hated the image my mind conjured up, all blonde, tan, big boobs.

Gah! It wasn't FAIR.

I wished Edward had said "I'm not going with her" instead of "I have to go" even though I knew he was being a better man with the latter.

Ugh, why did he have to be mannerly and good on this occasion? He seemed so happy to play rebel without a cause with everyone else feelings... including mine.

I head-butted my steering wheel, this distance that I had now put between Edward and me was going to be unbearable. I wanted to turn around and drive back, or call him. My pride shook its nasty head at me though, let him come to you, it said.

I didn't want to let Edward in, to this side of me. The side of me that cowered in the corner, terrified that he would suddenly realise that I was not in his league. This girl that he seemed to have become so attached to was a fraud. Every time he took my top off I raged about my small chest, but I would never have shown it. I thought about every move I made with Edward, researched sexy moves to try on the internet. That kissing one from this morning was straight off the top ten tips on iVillage. I was hoping that somewhere in there he would get so used to me being around that he wouldn't think twice about us. I wanted to become his habit.

Now I had left him alone, probably fuming, in his car with some bitch texting him about prom.

I would deserve it if he just threw in the towel and went off and fucked her. But I couldn't stop fuming. I heard my phone buzzing in my bag, fished it out and rejected Edward's call.

Then I turned the phone completely. Then common sense and regret got the better of me so I switched it back on again just as I reached home. A text message buzzed in. I read it, disgusted that Edward couldn't see the big deal. I forced the thought out of my head that I couldn't really see it either.

I wanted Edward to be humble and begging me for forgiveness. So why was I declining his call? I just wanted him to say he wouldn't go. But wouldn't he hate me for being controlling? I didn't care if that ruined that bitches prom. Why was I so sure she was a bitch? I couldn't be selfless. I couldn't put some random girls prom before me. Not where Edward was concerned.

I lay staring at the ceiling in my room for the rest of the day. My phone rang a couple of times but pride was digging her heels in and so I ignored it.

Then just as I went to get dinner with Charlie, his weekly treat, in Carver Cafe I checked my phone. There were two missed calls, both from my mom. My stomach dropped. I had been so cocky, lying there ignoring Edward and it turned out it wasn't even him calling.

Fuck. What did this mean? I got an instant headache. I couldn't eat.

I reminded myself that he had called incessantly after the initial storm off so that was a good thing and to stop panicking.

My paranoia kicked in then and I had images of Edward shrugging me off like an old coat, calling Tanya on the phone and replacing me with her in the passenger seat of his car. The thought nearly made me puke. I shook it away.

The diner with Charlie was no distraction. I ordered a veggie burger I hardly ate, and Charlie tucked in to his steak in contented silence - no surprises there. We talked about very little, which was how my dad liked it. My mind raced. He asked me at one point if I had rearranged my love life to avoid front yard conflicts to which I just blushed and half nodded.

I had just begun to relax when the diner door swung open and Edward's sisters walked in. I knew it was them immediately. I recognized them purely from photos, having been snuck through Edward's house enough times this week. Both stunning, but completely different.

Alice was petite, taking after Mrs Cullen, with those golden eyes Edward had and short black hair just covering her ears. Rosalie was taller, blonde like Dr Cullen and with pale eyes that would cut through glass. I recognized them purely from photos, having been snuck through Edward's house enough times.

They wouldn't have a clue who I was, which was obvious from their conversation.

"Alice just don't stress about Edward, he is nothing but a pain" Rosalie said, throwing her jacket and bag onto the seat and then sliding in beside them.

Alice remained standing for a moment, continuing to text on her phone, before sliding in opposite to her sister.

"I could kick his ass" Rosalie continued, angrily grabbing the menu, scanning it and standing back out of the booth again, "I'm not waiting for this lazy waitress" she said, "What do you want Alice?"

Alice scanned her menu, tapping her long fingernails on the table.

"Yuck - it all looks like shit... this town..." She said craning her neck to see if anyone around her was eating. I was, she took a long hard look at my food. "I'll have what that girl is having" she pointed at me.

Rosalie looked me up and down and then at Charlie. She looked almost revolted by our normalcy. She ordered from the waitress, not caring that she was in the middle of serving another table, and sat back into the booth.

"Ed better not fuck this up for Tanya" She said, "I'm ringing him now"

There was a pause and then,

"Ed? You prick. Don't you fucking dare hang up... no YOU listen, Tanya does not deserve this. You need to call her and fucking now... Oh did you? And? Well, thats good to . Well, you've to get a tuxedo but I can drive you to Port Angeles in the morning. Yeah... Oh and Ed? You better not fuck this up with Tanya again. Huh? Yes you fucking do care, you asshole... Ed!"

She slammed her phone down, "He fucking hung up on me again" She growled.

"He is an asshole of the highest order" Alice chirped,"I don't know what Tanya sees in him at all"

"Me neither" Rosalie agreed.

I couldn't eat. Ugh. It just made me so bitter and jealous. My brain was telling me not to over react - it meant nothing to hear that Tanya liked Edward. I mean Jessica Stanley liked Edward. It means nothing. It means nothing.

But I could feel the steam coming out of my ears and the tears hot in my eyes. My throat got so tight.

Their food arrived and they ate quietly before completely ruining my day by launching into a discussion about Tanya's outfit for her prom. Through them I discovered that Tanya was tall, willowy and with legs up to 'here' - whatever that meant, and had long straight red hair which apparently looked amazing against her California tan. Oh and she had amazing jade green eyes and the straightest teeth Alice had ever seen.

I ran my tongue along my own teeth feeling the small chip in my front tooth.

Alice giggled then, "You know our Tannie," she said, "gets what she wants"

"Persistance pays." said Rosalie.

Edward would hardly be able to resist advances from Tanya, she sounded like a supermodel. If she put the moves on him, he'd be only human to accept.

I wanted to run out of the diner. I wanted to throw a drink over their perfect heads and scream "He is MY BOYFRIEND". I wanted Rosalie and Alice to know who I was and ring Edward and tell him they'd spoken out of place and upset me.

But they didn't know me, and I could run a million miles but it wouldn't change anything. Tanya was going to take Edward from me and there was nothing I could do.

So I just sat there. Listening to their prattle. Wanting to smash every dish in the place.

In Hell.