Authors Note:
So, I know it's been a while since I've updated but that's because I've been working so hard on the next few chapters. I made a massive decision regarding the story which you'll see once you start reading. I don't know how you guys are going to take it, but just know that if I didn't do this, there would have been no way to let the story and characters evolve. It took me a few days to finally say yes, ok, I'm definitely doing this, and after that it was a lot easier to map the rest of the story out, so I hope you guys like it.
Chapter Fourteen
5 years later
Edwards POV
"Yes, yes, yes, yes, ahhh. Fuck me, Edward. Oh God!"
I grab her hair and push her face down into the pillows. Her moans become louder but not out of fear, out of pleasure.
I push into her faster and harder, not caring that I'm probably ripping her pussy apart. The fucking psycho bitch is clearly enjoying this as she pushes her ass back, to meet my strokes.
"Mmm, that feels so good."
"You like that? You like being fucked from behind? Like a fucking animal huh!?"
"Yes, yes, harder!"
Her voice has gone past the point of being annoying. She's too eager to please, desperate to get my approval. She's everything I don't want in a woman. Her hairs not the right shade of brown, her eyes aren't compelling, her body is too athletic. None of it is right.
"Shut up. Just shut up."
She carries on moaning till we both come but she doesn't bother saying another word, she knows better than that. It doesn't even shock me that she stays silent while I get dressed and leave her without saying goodbye.
It's become common knowledge that I fuck 'em and leave 'em. I prefer it like this, as most of the time the girls who approach me know what they're getting themselves into. Atleast this way there's no expectations. No preconception that a fuck would mean a relationship after.
I get into my car and drive to the nearest superstore. I pull my hood down, hoping it will cover my face. It's late, so there's not much people around but I see the glances come my way. Some take a few steps forward as if to approach me, but step back when they see how welcoming I don't look.
I grab necessities like bread, milk and gatorade and head to the counter. I keep my head down but something on the cover of a magazine catches my eye. I push past the people in the queue, they don't bother moaning when they see who I am.
I snatch the magazine up and read the headline. 'EXCLUSIVE: Interview With The Mind Behind Best Selling Book 'A Girl Apart'.
It's not the cover of the book, or the interview that interests me, although reading the interview would be good. It's the face on the magazine.
She's different now, she looks aged. She's smiling on the cover and her face is covered in make-up, but she doesn't look happy, and even though the make-up makes her look flawless, I know she looks better without it.
I'm shocked because seeing her on the cover of a magazine again, is the last place I'd ever expect to see her. I pick it up and head towards the counter.
"Did you find everything you were looking for, sir?"
"Yeah, thanks."
The woman behind the counter nods, I look back down at the magazine she's bagging and realise I haven't found everything.
"That book, A Girl Apart? Where can I find it?"
She looks taken back but is quick to show me how helpful she can be.
"It's a bestseller so it'd be hard to find it, we've got a new batch coming in on Monday, but you'd have to be quick to pick it up. People are going absolutely crazy for it! I can set a copy aside for you?"
"No, it's fine, that'll be all."
"Okay, sir."
She passes me my carrier bag and I turn to leave but she calls me back.
"I'm sorry, is there any chance I can get an autograph? My boyfriend's a massive fan of you!"
I take the pen she has in her hand and sign the back of a receipt role before nodding and leaving. There's no need to be rude when she's been nothing but nice.
I almost run back to my car, eager to read the interview inside. To see if it will give me any inkling as to what her life is like now. It's been four, no, five years now. She'd be 23. Does she have a boyfriend? Had she finally lost her virginity to some loser in university?
Even though I don't want to admit it, the thought makes me angry.
I open up the magazine and read:
Hi, Bella! Can I just say congratulations on your success. Did you ever think your book would top the best selling lists for 9 weeks in a row?
Thankyou, and no way. Not at all, I always wanted to be a writer, I find it to be a good outlet for everything that goes on in mind. But never did I imagine my story would become as loved and appreciated as it is. It's such a satisfying feeling.
Your mind? So are you saying the story is set on real life events of your life? Are you Natalie Reed?
Well it wasn't really based on my life, but there's definitely aspects of me in Natalie Reed. I don't think any author could make up characters without putting just a tiny bit of themselves into it. I think it's what makes a great story, it makes it all that more believable.
Talking of Natalie Reed, is there a Henry Wyatt in your life at the moment?
[She laughs] No, there's no man. You know, all of this has been crazy and I don't think I have time for a relationship just yet. Maybe sometime in the future.
What's your take on Dexter Clayton saying he'd like to take you on a date, last week on the MLK Show? Would you have time for that?
[Nervous Laugh] I heard about that. Wow, it's definitely flattering to know the likes of Dexter Clayton have heard of me, or my work. It's shocking, but I don't know, you'll have to check with my manager I guess. [She Laughs]
So, if your own personal experiences didn't inspire the book, what did? What made you sit down and want to write this book?
Ah, I guess it was a long time coming. When I was younger, all around me I'd see failed relationships that never worked, and I wanted to witness a relationship that did work for once, so I decided to just build my own in my head. Once that happened I'd start to picture scenarios and it all kind of mapped itself out in my head, so I wrote it all down, initially for a short story contest but here we are!
It seems like you've had your fair share of heartbreak, what's been the worst break-up you've ever had?
I haven't really experienced much heartbreak when it comes to relationships, seeing failed couples made me very wary about falling for someone in the first place. So I like to just focus on my writing and do things that make me happy. Dating? Sure. Relationship? Na.
Lastly, what's one piece of advice you'd give to your readers when it comes to love?
Love is finding that person you're willing to change for, but doesn't expect you to. It's that moment where you look at someone and you realise, without this person you'd be no-one. When you have that something special, you have to keep a hold of it, don't let it go. You have to fight for it. Love is hard. It's sad, frightening, painful, heartbreaking, but it's also the best thing someone could ever experience.
I close the magazine and stare out of my front windshield. The interview hasn't told me much I don't already know, she was always so good at hiding her feelings and thoughts. It almost surprises me that she's become an author, why didn't I know any of this?
Her last answer has struck a cord with me, her words replay over and over in my mind.
You have to fight for it.
So why didn't she fight for me? Why did she give up and walk away?
I toss the magazine to the side and drive back to my apartment after I've text my manager to tell him I need a copy of 'A Girl Apart' asap.
I don't really read, especially not romance novels but because it's Isabellas writing, I know I'll enjoy it.
Authors Note:
Time jump, yay or nay? Let me know, also 350 reviews and you get the next chapter! Did you guys like Edwards POV? Again, it's not going to be a major occurence, I'll have his POV when I feel like it's needed, that is unless you guys absolutely love it and have to have it often.
