The Best Man

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Distance By: Editors

Far Away By: Nickelback

Chapter 2

BPOV

I saw "him", Edward Cullen who left me eight years ago. He still looked the same nothing has changed about him. I met his green emerald eyes and wanted to melt. His bronze color hair still hung the same as it did as if we I had seen him yesterday. There was one part of me that wanted to jump up in his arms and kiss him. The second part wanted to smack him and demand the answers that he owes me. Then there was the third and final part that wanted to crawl up into a ball and cry. I couldn't do that this is Angela's big day and I wouldn't spoil it. We stood across from each other, he smiled at me with that famous smile of his. So since I was going to be nice I smiled back at him, and looked forward for the rest of the rehearsal.

We didn't speak to each at the church. In fact when it was finished I got in my truck and headed on over to the Cullen's house. Esme insisted that her and Carlisle throw the rehearsal dinner as there wedding gift. Angela and Eric's parents were more then glad to allow them to do that. When I pulled up to the house I just stayed in my truck. I put my head on the steering wheel wanting to cry. I held my tears back knowing that when I made it home I could break down there. When I saw him at the church a flood of emotion hit me. How could he just stand smiling knowing that he broke my heart.

*****Knock, Knock*****

I looked over and Angela was knocking on my window. When I raised my head she climbed in on the passenger side.

"Are you mad at me," she asked.

"No," I told her. "I told you that I wouldn't be. I just want to know why no one told me."

"Eric," she started to say. "He said that if you knew then you would back out of the wedding."

"He's crazy," I told her. "I would never back out on you and your big day."

"Thanks," she said giving me a hug. "Come on I'm hungry."

When we made it into the house everyone was gathered around Edward talking to him. I grabbed a glass of wine and walked towards the kitchen. I wanted to see if Esme needed any help with finishing the dinner up.

"Can I help," I asked her putting the glass on the counter.

"Bella," she said stopping what she was doing and giving me a hug. "You should be out there with everyone else."

"I know," I told her.

"But you can't," she said finishing my thought. "It'll be okay."

"I know," I told her checking on the bread in the oven.

"Mom," the velvet voice said coming into the kitchen.

"Edward," she said stopping once again to hug him this time. I shut the oven door, grabbed my wine glass, and headed towards the door. "You don't have to go, Bella."

"Yes, I do," I told her looking at the doorway. I knew that if I faced her I would start to cry.

"Bella," Edward said but I just kept walking.

EPOV

A couple of hours earlier

"Did you tell her," I asked Eric.

"No," he said. "In fact no one has told her that you are coming and it's killing her."

Eric and I grew up together but I haven't been back to Forks in eight years. I was a dumb ass and left the one person that meant the world to me. I didn't even give her a reason or tell her why. I caught up with Eric about two years ago in Seattle and we had became friends again. He had told me what she went through, and my family told me as well. They had told me she had tried to date one of her dad's best friends sons but it stopped before they went out for the first time.

Eric asked me to be his best man before he proposed to Angela. I couldn't let my boy down so I accepted the position gladly. He didn't tell me until after he proposed who the maid of honor would be. It was her and that's when I started my plan. Eric and Angela had everyone swear not to tell her that I was the best man. I didn't want her to see me and back out on Angela. When we pulled up to the church Eric looked at me.

"Okay," he said. "Go through the back and when you see her come down the aisle you come in."

"Deal," I told him when he got out of my car. I got out a minute later and walked towards the back of the church. As I walked I thought about that last day with her.

We had this special place, a meadow that had these beautiful wildflowers growing to be more exact. It was a beautiful sunny day and we were both laying on the grass. She was curled up to my side fitting like a puzzle piece asleep. I couldn't help but run my fingers in her long brown hair that laid framed her face perfectly. She was the best thing in my life and I wanted to make her mine forever. I looked up at the sky and noticed that it was turning grey.

"Sweetheart," I said to her in her ear. "We have to go it's going to rain."

"Okay," she said sitting up and kissed me.

We both ran back to my Volvo before the rain hit. On the ride over to her house I drove with our hands intertwined. She looked at me smiling and she looked so happy, When we got back to her house, she leaned over and kissed me. The kiss was soft, pure, and full of love. I placed my forehead on hers looking into her melting chocolate brown eyes.

"I love you," I told her.

"As I love you," she responded. "I'll see you tomorrow."

She got out of the car and I waited until she was in before I left. When I got home I laid on my bed. All I could do was think about her. What she meant to me. How much I was in love with her. How I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. Then something hit me and I got a sick filling in my stomach. Did I really want her to be the one? The one when there were so many others out in the world. She was the only girl that I truly dated. I needed to leave to find this out. She would probably never speak to me again, never forgive me, but I needed this.

I packed my clothes and waited for my parents to go to bed before leaving. Before I headed out the door I grabbed a photo frame off my night stand to keep with me. I started the Volvo and drove into the night.

That was eight years ago and a lot of regrets that haunt me. Of course there were other women, but none of them compared to her. None of them filled the void that I caused when I left. She was my angel and I may have lost her forever. I was an asshole but there was no excuse for that. My past is my past and my future I hoped was walking down the aisle. I opened the door right on cue as Eric said.

My Bella, my angel, my love, the one person that made my world go round. She was staring at the ground trying not to fall. She was clumsy but that's what made her, her. She looked up at me and I met those brown eyes. I wanted to get lost in her eyes. I could tell that she was lost, and still in pain. A pain that I caused when I left her and she never got over. I wanted her in my arms so that I could comfort her. I didn't know how she would react if I did this. Would she allow me or would she smack the shit out of me. I didn't want to chance it this was Eric and Angela's day and I didn't want to cause trouble. We stood across from each other and I smiled at her hoping for one in return. There is was her smile that warmed my soul. She turned and faced forward while I continued to stare at her. As soon as it was over she belted out of the church.

"Edward," Tyler said. "Where have you been?"

"Where haven't I been," I responded to him.

"We better head over to mom's," Alice said. "I'm sure that Angela is hungry."

"You have no idea," she said. "I want to check on Bella. I fill bad that we hid this from her."

"She's fine," Alice said and then looking over at me. "She's been through worse and made it through alright."

Thanks Alice! I knew that I hurt her, but she didn't need to rub it in my face. We all got in our cars and headed over to my parents house. When we got there I saw her truck in the driveway. She was still driving that death trap that her dad bought her for moving out here. As I got a closer look she was still in her truck with the her head on the steering wheel. I was heading over to see her when Angela ran past me.

I turned around and headed in. Mom hadn't changed it one bit since I left. She had food and wine sitting out and I could smell dinner cooking. The next thing I know everyone is around me asking questions.

"What have you been up to," Jessica asked.

"Had any good adventures lately," Mike asked.

While Mike was asking me his question I saw her come in, grab a glass of wine and head towards the kitchen. I needed a minute with her that's all I needed.

"Listen I would love to talk to everyone," I started to say. "But this is Angela and Eric's day. No more asking me questions."

I started towards the kitchen and I overheard her and mom talking. I couldn't help but stand there and listen.

"I know," she told her.

"But you can't," my mom said. "It'll be okay."

"I know," Bella told mom.

"Mom," I said coming into the kitchen.

"Edward," she said stopping to hug me. She shut the oven door, grabbed her wine glass, and headed towards the door. "You don't have to go, Bella."

"Yes, I do," she told her looking at the doorway.

"Bella," I said but she just kept walking. "I really fucked up."

"Language," my mom said. "Yes you did. You hurt a lot of people with that little stunt of yours."

"I'm sorry mom," I told her. "I love her."

"You need to tell her then," mom said plating the last dish.

"She won't stay in one place," I pleaded to her.

"I can tell you this much," she said looking at me. "She's not over you. I know that she never stopped loving you. Tell everyone that dinner is ready."

"Thanks," I told her kissing her cheek.

I walked out of the kitchen with a little bit of hope in my heart. Hope that I could have my Bella back in my arms. This time it would be for forever with no doubts.

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