It's Beth, chapter four here.

This is kind of a filler... but still reveiw please!

"Hey Mrs. Swan, how are you?" I asked, wallking over to the bleachers.

"I'm fine Edward, how have you been" Renee said, throwing the question right back at me.

"Oh, I'm fine!" I said, before noticing Bella, who was up by the gate, getting a front view of the game .

I walked over by the gate, and stood right beside Bella.

"GO TIGERS!"

Bella screamed, cheering on Carly's team, that was making a comeback from 10-8, to now 10-9. It was then that I realized, I must have been super late.

"Hey Bella, you look beautiful today." I said to Bella, whilst wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

It felt so weird calling Bella by her bare name that everyone else called her, instead of baby, babe, or some sort.

"Thanks..." She said back, looking at me disgustingly, then rolling her eyes before getting right back into the game.

"How are you today, Bella?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm fine. How about you? You seemed to be having a good ol time partying yesterday with those girls..." She shrugged off my arm and slid over on the bleachers.

"Yeah... it was pretty fun..." I said, not getting her point in bringing that up.

"How are you liking your job?" I asked changing the subject.

"It's fine Edward...it's-it's fine." She said,yanking her head to break eye contact, and looking even more annoyed than the first time.

Oh my fucking gosh, don't tell me she's still in the pissy mood she was in last night! Maybe Carly was right about her PMS-ing.

We both went quiet, and focused on the game.

"CARLY! GO FOR THE GOAL, THERE'S NO ONE DEFENDING THEIR SIDE!"

I yelled, getting into the game as Carly skillfully passed the ball to her best friend Cambree who was closer to the goal. She scored, and Bella, Renee, and I enthusiastically cheered them on.

Meanwhile,

I couldn't tell Bella was was ignoring me or just focusing on the game, but every time I glanced over to look at her, she'd look the very opposite way. Every time I tried to talk to her, she found something to cheer the team on about (even if they were losing). It was starting to get on my nerves, but I didn't make a deal out of it. Whenever Bella had a bad attitude when we were together (the few times she did) I'd leave her alone, until we could talk about it later. I figured I'd do the same.

I eyed the field warily, as I had noticed that Carly had the ball. She kicked the ball, shaking every opponent on the field, until she worked her way to their side. She stumbled over the ball, and landed on her tail bone, but got up just in time to kick the ball into the goal, making her team win.

Everyone in the audience gasped, but Carly was praised by practically everyone for putting her team in the lead. She shook hands with her opponents, before she finally worked her way to greet us.

"You did AMAZING, Carlz!" I enthusiastically praised Carly, giving her a half hug.

She giggled, and hugged her sister, and her mother as they praised her as well.

Knowing Carly, I figured the first thing that would come out of her mouth would be something about the game, and how she scored, but no. Carly just had to make things awkward between Bella, and I.

As I was about to leave, I gave Carlya hug, and she taunted,

"You're not going to give Bella a hug, Edward!" she said, teasingly.

Bella had told me over the phone she had known we were broken up, so this was her just trying to get us back together.

"Carly Swan!" her mother, growled. Carly ignored her.

"No Carlz, I told you, we're not together. Besides, he's already gotta girlfriend, several of them." Bella said in the pissy tone of voice she'd been giving me all day.

I shook my head, in annoyance, "Bye Carlz...bye Mrs. Swan." I stomped over to my Volvo, aggrivated, and confused at what was wrong with Bella.

It couldn't be jealousy.

That I knew, Bella was perfectly fine with the breakup, and she wasn't the jealous type at all.

I sighed, as I tried to figure out what I could have done to her to piss her off.

I flew off, trying my hardest not to speed like I had the tendency to do whenever I was upset.

"Hey this is Bella, sorry I can't get to the phone right now, but leave a name, number, and message, and I'll be sure to get back to you! Bye!"

"Bella, answer the fucking phone, it's me...Edward." I said, getting extremely flustered now that I had gotten her voicemail, eleven times in a role.

OK, THIS will be the last time I call her today, Edward Cullen does not make himself look desperate.

I figured it was a little too late for that, but oh well.

"BELLA, ANSWER THE PHONE...PLEASE! WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!" I yelled.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM!" Tony shouted, coming to my room, from my kitchen. I jumped slightly, the fucker never alerted any one when he was in my house

"She won't answer the fucking phone!" I shouted sounding like a five year older. This was the first time Bella hadn't answered my call.

"Who can fucking blame her! How many times are you going to call the girl in a day? You can't just break the knot with somebody, then expect her to act like nothing happened. You're lucky she doesn't know about you cheat-"

I stopped him right there, and jumped up defensively.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP! You don't know a damn thing about Bella, or why I broke up with her, so stay the fuck out of our business!" I shouted, my fists tensing up.

"Maybe I don't...but I know one thing, Bella isn't the piece of shit, you treated her like!" He said, his eyebrow arching tenser, and tenser.

I couldn't figure out why he was suddenly acting like he was some gentleman, and he had known Bella, and was close to her; this triggered me.

"What the hell do you know about Bella? Not a damn fucking thing, so don't try to interfere in this, cause it's not your place to. Don't make any judgement over the things I've done when you don't know what the hell you're talking about!" I shouted.

"AND I KNOW "MR. MAC DADDY", AINT TALKING, YOU'VE FUCKED EVERY GIRL ON THE BLOCK- Besides Bella- AND TREATED THEM BADLY. AND YOU'RE TRYING TO MAKE IT SEEM LIKE I'M SOME DEVIL!" I added, getting ready to swing if he had said one more thing out of line.

"I wasn't in a fucking relationship with either, was I?" He asked simply.

"You know what? Get the fuck out of here Tony, get the fuck out!" I yelled, pointing to the door.

He just looked at me with that smirk grin on his face, that usually meant he was up to something bad.

Bella.

She was the first thing that came in mind, when I thought of things Tony would, and could have done to get back at me. But I knew how much Bella hated Tony, and would never even consider him. That thought gave me a little bit of hope.

I laid down on the bed, my hands squeezing my head, as I was in deep thought.

What's next? Everything seemed to be falling apart, and I wasn't naive to think that the worse hadn't come yet.

Yes, that's where I ended it. lol

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