I go to her building. The courage I had at three in the morning from the whiskey is now gone.
"You broke her worse than I did."
His voice echoes in my head and I can't help but to grit my teeth in frustration. I'm finding myself constantly running my hand through my hair and I can almost hear my mother's voice scolding me for doing so. On the other hand I can also hear Alice's voice telling me what a huge fuck up I am. I was tempted to call her before heading over here but I wasn't that desperate.
Actually, yes I was but I'd like to think I wasn't that stupid to have the wrath of Alice Cullen rain down upon me. The best thing that had happened to me I was stupid enough to let jealousy get in the way and ruin it. Now here I am outside while she is just mere feet away, tucked inside the building and I can't force my legs and feet to move. It's early enough that not many people are out but the few that are I can feel their eyes on me. Curiosity must be getting the best of them and that's to be expected seeing as that I'm currently standing on the all girls campus section. Mumbling to myself and most likely with what seems to be a sudden permanent scowl isn't helping either. Inhaling deeply, exhaling slowly, I take that first tentative step up the broken and cracked cement steps.
'That's right, keep it going' My inner voice cheers me on.
These stairs were giving me an image of what might actually mirror how my heart looks and I couldn't help but to chuckle at how childish I felt. When I finally make it past the first hurdle, I go into the building and make my way down the hall. I ignore the stares just like all the other days and right as I'm about to turn the corner I'm caught off guard when chestnut colored hair comes barreling square into me. She lets out a small squeak of surprise and just before her ass can kiss the tile, I quickly reach out helping to steady her. When she can finally stand on firm legs and feet, she looks up shyly only for that look to be replaced with another look. One of sheer panic. At that I fucking hate myself because with that look she gives me it breaks me just a little more.
"Edward?"
I can't look at her. Not yet. Nervously I rub my hand over the back of my neck and before she can say anything else I steel my nerves and look into her eyes.
"Please don't slap me for this."
She looks puzzled. She doesn't register what I'm about to do and before she can, I move. Slowly and tentatively I wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me. She places her palms against my chest and I'm half expecting her to push me away with the other half hoping like hell she won't. To my surprise she doesn't fight me. Reaching up I cup her cheek and I can tell that she's nestling into the palm of my hand. Her beautiful chocolate colored eyes look into my green ones and slowly, gauging her reaction, I lean in until our lips have met. Slow, cautious pecks soon lead to a heated kiss. How I've missed the feel of her lips. I could feel her tiny hands fist my shirt and she was trying like hell to hold onto me. Tears ran down between us and when I pulled away I ran the pad of my thumb over her flushed cheeks wiping them away.
"Can you ever forgive me?" I ask as I gently rest my forehead against hers.
She doesn't answer and I had figured as much would happen. I mean let's be real here. Would you forgive someone who has broken your heart just to fucking break it? For a little while we were in our own bubble of bliss. Her scent was enveloping me and I was drowning in it not wanting to be rescued.
"What the fuck are you doing, Edward?" I hear the same nasally voice that I've droned out day after day suddenly yell from across the hall. When we look up Victoria is standing there looking between Bella and me. Her hands on her hips and she's raised her brow waiting for a response. I can tell Bella's getting uncomfortable because she was never one for confrontation and if I could help it then I'll do whatever the fuck I have to so she can stay out of this.
"Not now, Victoria," I say tense placing a protective arm around Bella as she walks over to us. Her shoes are the only thing making noise against the tile floor and it seems like time stops. The people in the hallway got quiet real quick. They watch intently with the seconds passing until she's face to face with us. Victoria grins just before blowing a bubble from the gum she's abruptly took to smacking and leans in.
"Don't you dare fuck this up again." She says in a whisper only for our ears to hear.
She shoves me to the side, throwing her arms in the air with a frustrated sigh before going off on a rant for show and I couldn't help but to laugh. I know later it'll look as if I was leading her on, the asshole as I wanted to look like and I'm okay with that. I'm willing to look like the bad guy in this scenario because I deserve it. The only girl that really mattered to me was right here in my arms. What she thought was all that mattered. We go back to her dorm and that's when I promise that everything that had been said between me and her ex, Jasper, would be laid out on the table.