BPOV

Alice was right.

Maybe I was behaving really abnormally since the morning, but I wasn't sure what else I could do.

Did Edward also think the same? But I mean, he didn't know me so well, so he might not have noticed anything strange!

"How bad is it?" she asked.

"It's a mess," I said.

"Oh!" she said, "Did you talk to him?"

"No!" I said.

"Then talk to him," she said, "It might help."

"No!" I said stubbornly.

"Why not?" she asked.

"Because I'm scared he's going to say something which I'm not going to like," I said. I realized my eyes were welling up with tears.

What was fucking wrong with me?

Why was this hurting so much?

"Oh Bella!" She hugged me. "I'm so sorry, Sweetie."

And then I cried like an idiot!

I seriously had no idea why this was hurting like crazy! I mean, I had plenty of break-ups before, but nothing was like this!

"Everything will be fine," she said.

"I doubt that," I said.

"Try to talk to him," she said, "I'm sure that will help."

"I doubt that," I repeated, "But I'll try."

"You couldn't even take Bella to her room," Jasper was talking to Emmett when we went back to where guys were sitting after some time, "Thank God Edward was there to help her."

"Not a big deal," Edward shrugged his shoulders, "It could have been anyone, literally anyone," he said while shooting a glance at me.