The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #23
Pen Name: RockRaven244
Pairing/Character(s): E&B
Rating: M
Word Count:500

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"Hey, let's go out to dinner tonight."

"Eddie, you know I can't."

"Why? I don't understand why this has to be such a big secret."

She sighs, and looks at me with an almost pitying glare.

"Look, I told you when we first started …" she waves her hand between us. "This, that I didn't want it to go public. You agreed."

I keep my eyes trained on her, expecting her to say more.

She doesn't.

She puts on her shoes, an oversized sweater, her sunglasses and hat; I'm standing here in jeans – no shirt, no shoes.

Just me.

She can't accept me for me.

The tattoos, the music career, the image; that's what she doesn't want.

My image tainting hers.

She stands in front of me and leans in for a kiss, but I turn my face away from her.

She frowns.

"Let's just ..." she trails off. "We'll talk soon, okay?"

I don't answer, I just stand there and watch her leave.

"Fuck."

I run my hands through my hair and grab a cigarette from the pack on the dresser.

I open the window and lean out.

Looking up, I let go of the smoke and see Bella sitting on the roof above the porch.

I walk upstairs, into her room and climb out of the bedroom window.

"Hey," I say, quietly.

She looks over at me and I can see that she's been crying.

"What's wrong?"

She laughs and wipes her cheeks.

"What do you care?" She asked, her voice broken.

"Bella," I start but she shakes her head.

"Why her?"

I shift away from her, frowning. What?

"Why her? Of all the women around you, you have to pick Tanya fucking Denali. She treats you like a dirty little secret and you just sit back and take it. What the fuck makes her so special?"

Her voice is raspy and she's sobbing.

And honestly, I don't even have a fucking answer.

Why do I let her treat me like that?

She sneaks into my room in the early hours of the morning and is gone before the sun rises. She doesn't want anyone to know about me or see us together, so why am I still doing it?

At first, I was just getting laid but after a few months … it should be more than a quick fuck, right?

Bella stands and goes back through her window.

A few minutes later, I hear her cars engine rev, and she leaves.

I stay out on the roof and finish my cigarette.

"Edward."

I turn around and find Jasper leaning out of the window.

"You're not really that blind are you?"

"What?" I ask, tiredly.

"That girl that just drove away," he points, "would jump in front of a bus for you. You know this."

I stare at him.

His face is all kinds of 'you're a fucking idiot."

My eyes go wide at his implication.

Oh shit. I jump up, off balance.

I have to find her.

a/n: Miss Jackson: Panic! At The Disco. This song has been on the radio all f**king day! lol.