It's Beth again,

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It took me a while to get myself to stop crying after I had finally gotten into my car. So many memories fled through my head as I thought about how things used to be, how undescribable our relationship was, and how I'd never even consider us breaking up.

It was almost like a fairytale how well he got along with my family, and how comfortable I was with him.

Breaking up with Edward was the furthest thing from my mind, yet the most inclined thing in the world.

I was hurt, upset, and hysterical. Hurt, obviously because my love, aka my life, was no longer mine, practically making me lifeless. Upset at myself, because I was completely neglecting my job. And, hysterical over the whole situation- I had thoroughly analyzed how stupid I was to have thought that he wouldn't have dumped me- to the point of tears, and laughter combined. I was a mess.

Then, on top of my already unsettled mourning of our relationship, Edward was AT MY JOB-the place I had tried my absolute hardest to keep a secret towards him- and he was flirting with "Chelsea", or whatever the bitch's name was. Ha. So much for regenerizing!

Not to mention, I'd have to rejuvenate that memory of them two flirting every fucking night, as I'd have to work with her.

Realizing I was contradicting myself by being just like the weak-willed, easy bitches at school that Angela and I had always talked so badly about, I decided I was going to snap out of the tears, and get to work. I'd almost questioned what they saw in me to let me get the job, but I made up my mind that I was gonna be a "strong, independent woman", as Angela would have called it.

I decided that I'd fix myself up, and get back to work with pride. Couldn't say I actually felt such integrity, but I was sure determined to put on that facade!

I was sure my absence wasn't hurting the club that much...it was a Tuesday, 16 y/o's don't club as much on weekdays, so the club wasn't that packed, but someone had given me a chance, and I didn't want them to regret that decision.

Avoiding any thought of Edward, I hopped out of my car, and made my way into the bar.

Forget about Tony. Forget about Edward. Forget about stupid ass Chelsa, or whatever her name is. Just do my job, I thought as I tried to keep my composure.

"Bellaaa...are you OK, what are you doing out here...?"

a wavy, dark haired, guy said, confusingly.

It was Seth, the owner of the bar. He wore dark denim jeans, a dark v-neck, and some black Chucks. All the workers at this club dressed really nice, but always in black. It was a lucky coincidence that I wore black today, but I was going to be putting that into consideration next time.

Seth seemed to be a really, easy-going, fun-loving person. I hadn't known him for too long but he gave off a really innocent, modest, and nice vibe, but he always appeared to be analyzing someone, or figuring someone out.

"I-I'm, I was just taking a break, I was just c-coming right back in, I'm sorry-" I replied.

"Are you OK...? Chelsea, or Rita, that's who I think it was- said something about your, eh, dramatic burst to the parking lot...?

"Yah...I just, well-

"You don't have to explain, we all have our days. Take today off, it's a Tuesday anyway, you won't be missing much," said Seth.

And I knew it.

Considering how mentally, and emotionally unprepared I was, taking Seth up on his offer would have been a wise idea, but I decided I was gonna suck it up, and do my job.

"No, it's fine Seth, let's go inside...", I anxiously replied trying to get out of the awkwardness.

Seth followed me into the bar, and offered a drink. I of course said no, and was used to the aghast glaze everyone gave me when I told them I didn't drink. I'm 18 fucking years old, and you're looking at me crazy, because I don't drink...? The irony in that situation cracked me up, but I put on a polite face, and continued on chatting with Seth, whilst only finding myself handy every new moon.

Seth, eager for some stimulation, made his way into a customer's conversation, whilst I made myself handy by rearranging the glasses to make a more attractive display.

I guess I came off as alone, and looked lonely, and bored the customers and Seth thought they were doing me a favor by putting me into their deep conversation, but to the contrary it had an opposite affect...they were talking about hook-ups, love, and all that good stuff...psh, good stuff! Not exactly what I needed to talk about right now.

"Hey, won't you come and, and, talk with us...", the only drunk one in the circle, said...

Before I could reply, I was distracted at a familiar appearance. Glaring at the buff guy, standing diagonal from the drunk lady, I realized it was Tony.

He had obviously realized me, before I realized him, and he had pulled me aside to a small corner in the bar.

He had sobered up, but I could still smell the strong residue of alcohol in his breath.

"You...WORK, here?", Tony asked me, with a high tone in is voice.

I found myself annoyed at the question, and didn't reply, because I knew he knew the answer.

I didn't like Tony very much at all, but he had the type of personality that made it hard to hate. He'd say something completely unappropriate, and make it better just with his charisma.

"Yah...can you like NOT tell Edward...please."

I said, trying to sound as nice as possible to ensure this was confidential.

"Don't worry sweetie, I won't tell Eddie, "

he said, teasingly. "but why don't you want him to know?" He was a lot more serious this time.

"I don't know...it's just I kinda got this job to take my mind off of Edward, and I don't need him taunting and embarrassing me while I'm still…err… working ...anyway, do we have a deal?"

I said akwardly.

"Of course, baby." He said.

I couldn't tell if he was serious or just playing, but he was reaching in for a hug.

He hugged me around the waist whilst I got a way with a one handed side hug, and awkwardly rushed back to stocking.

I wasn't sure what I was going to do about Tony, and Edward invading my new job but I wasn't quiting this job for anything in the world, and that I knew.

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