Chapter 2.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Stephanie Myers. I only own the story itself.

Another waste of an evening, and I sure as hell wasn't going over to Edwards tonight after our chat on the phone.

Edward was intense, and I loved it. We had met in New York at work. I felt safe with him, even though in many occasions, I wasn't. But that didn't matter anymore. The man was rigid, but soft. Quiet, but controlling. Outgoing, and shy at the same time.. He and I went back. We had our crazy moments, and everything seemed fine... I'm thinking about it again. Back to the subject.

Oh, how that boy messed with my head. Still, he was my best friend, and at the moment, my only friend. I used to have another... I felt my heart pound in my chest just at the thought. I'll just put that thought away for now, I can always hide it down deep in my abyss of a mind.

I was sitting at home... In the dark, on a Friday night. Pathetic, I know. And me and my dad's conversation didn't go that smoothly.

All I had wanted was quiet, I wanted peace from my topsy turvy life. And what do I get? Annie. More and more Annie. And now you ask?

What do you have against a cheery happy-go-lucky musical like Annie?

Everything.

My heart tore a little more. How much of this could I take?

I sighed, I needed peace. "I'm a mess." I muttered, thinking how relaxing a shower sounded.

Then, as I decided to finally take that step towards peace, my phone rang. Typical, I was just about to answer with, "I have a life to get to, please go away." But as reality always says, I actually don't have a life to get to. With this fact now buzzing in my head I just let a bitter, "Hello?"

"Hello!" A computer animated voice spoke. I almost hung up, when the words almost screamed out to me, " Please come by to Anthony's Pool and Spa, where only the most beautiful and elegant women go to take real care of their body."

Anthony. That name. Memories swirled.. My brain buzzed. God was definitely not in my favor today.

"Come tomorrow and get the deal of a lifetime, offer ends tomorrow so come on out and-"

This was too much. I hung up and ran to my car. Anything other than this torture. Edward I decided would help me, no matter what.

I stepped on the gas, noticing I wasn't wearing a seatbelt. Good, maybe if I was lucky I'd get hit by a truck. Maybe.

I turned on the radio to a random station, stopping on one of them. It was a talkshow. They discussed how the human mind was a powerful weapon- if used in the right way. It was all boring to me, but I knew Edward loved this kind of stuff.

Edward was one of those people, always fasinating on the minds of others. I thought he was brilliant, extrordinary even. But no matter how much I said it, he never fully believed a word I said.

I was at Edwards in less than fifteen minutes, a new record. He peeked his head around the curtain and a crooked smile appeared on his face. It made me happy seeing him this way.

I wasn't even two feet in the door before, " Oh, Bella! I thought you were going to be mad at me forever, I haven't been sleeping well and... And," He trailed off. Did I mention he's a tad meladramtic? But I love him. Speaking of love, " How has you and Angela been?"

"We broke up." He said, his smile widening. I laughed out loud, which felt nice, it had been a long time sinse I had. Angela wasn't his girl, I knew it and so did he.

"I knew it was bound to happen. I told you. But no, you just said, 'Now Bella, be nice to her, she's really important... Blah, blah, blah." I stated, using a poor imitation of his voice. It was his turn to laugh this time.

"C'mon, Bella, I mean, she wasn't terrible."

"Yeah, she was just horrible, big difference." Sarcasm thick in my voice.

He laughed some more, and I grinned. Maybe we could do our research another night, like tomorrow. My stomach knotted at my thought. Tomorrow.

I practically choked the memory that swirled through my head. "No..." I whispered threateningly bringing Edward to my attention.

"What?"

"Nothing." My usual answer when I was stressed.

I left quickly after saying some lame excuse. It didn't matter. I had ruined my life, but even worse, I had ruined anothe persons life. Tears rolled down my face.

"I miss you." I whispered hopefully. And for once I saw the sun peek through the clouds. And for once in my life, I smiled at it... Then I cried some more. Life sucks. And I needed some help, and I knew just the right guy for the job.

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