CHAPTER 2 - My best friend.

BPOV

Still - 3 weeks before

That night, I had a fitful sleep, which I expected. I decided to call Rose, my best friend. We had a falling out over Riley, a couple of weeks back, but I have to admit that I was wrong. So I grabbed the phone and decided to call Rose.

"Hello Bella, have you finally decided to dump that fool, because if not, just hang up now..."

She wasn't that far off, so I told her " I actually did Rose." and then I began crying. I hated crying, but I always did. If I was happy, I would cry. Sad, I would cry. Angry, well let's start the waterworks.

"Hang in there Bella, give me 15 minutes. I'll be right over."

15 minutes later, like she said, Rose knocked on the door, I let her in immediately. Not even a second later she was hugging me, holding on to me tightly.

"I am so sorry Bella, I meant to be sarcastic... shit, I just turned out to be a major bitch, and possibly the world's most horrible best friend. I am really very sorry Bella. How are you?"

I laughed through my tears at the insanity and relief of finally having my best friend back again, and at this point, I was hugging her back. I tried to get my tears under control and then began speaking slowly, " You were right Rose. You were right from day one... I was too scared to admit that. I didn't mean to lash out at you the other day. He finally proposed and though I knew it was wrong, I thought maybe, just maybe, he loved me, and I was the one being stupid in all of this. But I guess he just wanted to... I don't even know what he wanted..."

We moved to sit on the couch, just as she began talking.

"Bella don't say that. I was not a great friend to you too. I was acting just like him. I was a horrible person and I was not supporting you... I always hated Riley, secretly I think he hated me too, though he was not all that discrete about it as well".

Now that I had to laugh at, she was right, again. They hated each other. There was no two ways about it. I should've known then and there, because Rose was almost always right when it came to her judgement about guys.

Rose continued to speak "I am glad you are ok. He was mentally abusive. He was just being a dick. I saw the signs yet I chose to lash out on you, instead of standing by you or maybe even trying to make you see, showing you what a jerk he is... But instead I pushed you away with my arguing. I - "

"No Rose" I cut her off, before she could finish her sentence. "You were being a great friend. I was being the ignorant fool. But I am really, really glad things are over. I just was so adamant to make things work, that you know I... I don't know Rose. I was scared as well. It has to be said that I'm overweight. And before you can say anything, I am NOT ashamed, but after being with Riley, I guess my confidence took a toll and I was scared. If I couldn't stay with someone as average and hopeless as him, then maybe I am not good enough for anyone".

"No Bella, do NOT ever say that again. But I can understand, that this relationship was serious and meant something, to you at least. I can console you and try to help you, but maybe..." she paused looking for the right words, thinking, "maybe you should go to therapy".

Before I could shake my head in disagreement, she started talking again, "Isabella, don't you dare shake your head at me. I know this is hard, and you are stubborn. I love you girl, but you need someone who can advise you and guide you. Yes I can listen to you, but do you really want to talk about this to me because "I'm TOTALLY unbiased" or would you even care to talk about it with Renee or Charlie?"

Once again she was right. I knew it. I did not need judgment. I had spent the last two years listening. I needed to vent. "Ok Rose. I will do it. You are right as always. Although I must say, I'm surprised you don't want to hear about how it went down, and how I ended things."

"You have no idea how badly I want to hear how you ended things" we both chuckled at that, "but I know you need some time to process. Also you need to be at peace mentally, before sharing the details, because I know you... though you are better off out of that relationship, it is still painful to relay all the details. And honestly, at this point I don't give a shit if I'm right or wrong. I just want to see my best friend happy and healthy."

"About that Rose, I was thinking I don't want to be just mentally healthy, I want to be physically healthy as well".

"Bella you don't have to change yourself. You are gorgeous and amazing. Please don't -"

I cut her off again, " No Rosalie, this is not for him. I was planning to reduce my weight before the "wedding" anyways, but it's not that... I would be lying if I said it was just to be healthy, but I feel bad when I can't buy a dress or a shirt or whatever, that I like... I love myself, I know this. It took me a long time to appreciate myself. But I need to do this, because I love myself. Not just to buy what I like, but to be healthy, to get my confidence back and to finally stop procrastinating on losing weight..." I added as sternly and confidently as I could.

Rose was quiet for a while, when I heard a soft "ok". She continued, "I completely understand, and I support you. If you need any help tell me. For now, let's get your mind off of this. Let's watch something funny, your pick, till then I'll make some popcorn".

She went to the kitchen, all the while I smiled and nodded, and leaned into the couch, thinking about how we met. How the situation was so different, yet almost the same.

Flashback

It was the first day of seventh grade, and it was lunch time. I saw a girl crying on the bench. She was tiny and had long blonde hair.

I suddenly felt bold and the need to help her, maybe because I was just as miserable. So I went up to her and asked her, "Are you ok?". She started crying even more and said "do I look "OK" to you?".

"No...You are right. I'm sorry."

"Don't be. You were just trying to help. I am sorry." Her tears stopped. "My name is Rosalie."

"I am Isabella, my friends call me Bella. Do you want to talk about it? You could like... hang out with me for some time. I am not expected home till like 5 pm. We could watch a comedy movie, your pick, and we can get some popcorn. I guess it would take your mind off of things...??" I was rambling, I knew that much.

"That would be great Bella, also you can call me Rose. I don't want to talk about at this moment..." she trailed off, clearly uncomfortable.

"Take your time, I am in no hurry", I smiled at her encouragingly. "So tell me Rose, what's your favorite color?..."

Currently - (also) still 3 weeks before

The rest was history. I love Rose. We were practically best friends from that moment. I do not think we would've made it through high school without each other.

I smiled at that memory.

"What are you smiling at dork? You haven't even picked a movie yet."

"Just thinking of how we met. My, my... you were always so snarky, weren't you?" I teased.

"Yeah, yeah... I know. That was a great day though, I made an awesome friend" she smiled while sitting down next to me.

And then we watched a movie, it was tradition after all. We always had each other's backs.

Hope you'll enjoyed this. I will give more details on Bella's weight next chapter, since that will be present day view. I first thought I would build up the base of the story. Please add reviews and suggestions it helps me to make the story better. Thank you!