FOURTEEN
Sunday morning
Edward wakes up in Jess's bed. His mouth tastes funny, acidic, and his head throbs. He reaches over and sends a text to Isabella.
hey. soz about yesterday, just had to keep up appearances. u wanna come over tomorrow?
She doesn't reply to him for the whole day.
Tuesday afternoon
isabella, where are u? are u ok? pls just let me know that ur alright
Friday morning
are u gonna come in next week at least? we don't have long left until study leave. i don't wanna leave things like this.
Saturday evening
hello?
Sunday morning
are u there?
Monday evening
i miss u so much. im such a fucking idiot. i should never had said those things. ur so perfect to me. im sorry. pls reply to me.
Monday evening
edward, please stop messaging. i don't want to talk to you otherwise i would have replied. you made your thoughts very clear and i don't think i can take it anymore. you're exactly like everyone else.
just leave me alone.
Soooo, I know I just updated but I'm way too excited to move onto the next part of this story.
Happy to see all of your support! Just know, I currently share in the hatred for Edward, but trust me when I say, just give him a bit of time ;) I'm certain he will change your mind.