Edwards POV
All week I had been bringing her coffee in the mornings, joining in on her outings and trying to show my charm, but it didn't matter. She was going to marry him, and there's nothing I could do about it. The worst part is, I was actually beginning to feel close to her. She was a great person to be around. I just hope he makes her happy.
Bellas POV
I glanced in the mirror on the visor after Alice had brought up my engagement. Edward's eyes had gone wide for a moment and then his brows bent together. I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking.
We arrived at the club and my eyes swept the parking lot for Jacobs's car. I finally saw it a few rows down from us. I practically skipped into the building. It was crowded inside but nothing that would send me into claustrophobia mode. My eyes met Jacobs and I all but jumped on him.
"Happy birthday." I whispered into his ear. He kissed my cheek and we went to the dance floor. After dancing for what had to be over an hour he suddenly had to go to the bathroom. I walked over to Alice to see how she was doing.
"Where's Jacob?" Alice asked me with confusion.
"He went to the bathroom." I said as I pointed the way he had gone.
"Umm Bella, the bathroom's that way." She was pointing in the opposite direction.
"Well, maybe he just got lost." We had been here a million times but I couldn't let Alice know I was worried. She seemed to be enjoying herself with Jasper. "Why don't you guys go dance? I'll wait for him here."
She shrugged and dragged Jasper away.
I headed in the direction Jacob had left. I walked through the door, turned to the right, and stopped in my tracks. It was Jacob, and Leah, who I thought was his ex. Oh how wrong I was.
"Jacob?" I was on the verge of tears.
"Bella, it's not what it looks like." He let go of her and began walking to me. I closed my eyes and hung my head as I shook it slowly.
I quietly removed my ring, which had not left my finger since it was put there, grabbed his hand and gently laid it in his palm.
"I can't do this twice Jacob. Not again." I was fully crying now and turned to walk away. I headed to the parking lot, needing some fresh air. I walked through the door, leaned against the wall, and slid down until I was on the floor. I hadn't noticed that I wasn't alone until he spoke my name.
"Bella? Bella, what happened to you?" It was Edward. He sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I leaned into his chest and just cried.
"Can you take me home?" I whispered after I had calmed down a little.
"Sure. Do you need me to get Alice?" He sounded worried.
"No. She's having a good time. I wouldn't want to ruin it." I could barely speak.
"I'll take her car and drop it back off later then. Let me help you up." He stood and held out his hand. I grabbed it and hoisted my self up. We walked to the car and he took me home.
After unlocking the door I walked inside and he followed me.
"Would you like me to leave so you can sleep?"
"No you can stay. I'm just going to watch a little TV I guess." I walked over to the couch and sat down grabbing the remote.
He sat down at the other end and after selecting a channel I laid down resting my head on his lap.
"I just can't believe he'd do it again." No matter how much I wanted to my mind wouldn't leave the scene that had been played out before me.
"What did he do Bella?" He was worried, and it showed.
"You know, he insisted on coming here? Saying it wasn't too far from home and that our friends would be here. And then I find out that it had nothing to do with family, friends or even us. It was about her. It was about her the whole time. And, I was too blind to even notice. He promised me, that she was in the past, that it would never happen again. Then he's in her arms. It makes me wonder how long this whole thing has been going on. Did he really have work? Or was he seeing her the whole time?" I continued to rant as he sat there listening quietly, never interrupting.
After I stopped rambling he just sighed and stroked my hair, trying to calm me down.
"Get some rest Bella." And there I fell asleep, in his arms.
